:D this was a random idea that struck me last night, so i jus had to see what people thought! Hope you like it, review and tell me what you think! :)
As I sit in a sea of the green and silver décor looking out at the black lakes murky sea bed, memories run through my head.
"Come on baby, no-one will find us," His boyish grin setting me at ease, "nobody will hear you scream!"
He wasn't wrong. The forbidden forest masked all the sounds, cutting us off from the world completely.
He pushed me gently against a thick tree trunk kissing me passionately while his hands roamed freely over my waist.
"I love you, Tom." I said as his lips move along my jawline to my ear.
"I love you too baby." He whispered to me.
His sparkling green orbs, filled with excitement, looked into my crystal-like eyes as he plunged the glinting dagger into my stomach. I screamed in pain as my hands filled with the red liquid before my legs gave way and he caught me, laying me gently on the floor.
"Why?" I managed to ask him, tears rolling down my face.
He stroked my hair out of my face and wiped my tears away while he explained, "You are but a small price to pay in my quest for immortality, love." His smile seemed psychotic now. This wasn't the man I loved; I began to think he never existed.
The loud taunting's of the young Slytherin's roused me from my thoughts. It was late and they decided to have a common room party. The seventh year boys joked loudly as they brought cases of fire wiskey down from their room. A rather large boy walked straight through me then complained about being cold. The flashbacks and memories always made my core temperature drop, kind of like emotions in ghost form.
I guess I should tell you a little bit about myself, as you're probably confused.
My name is Cassie and I'm really old. In theory. I've been alive for many decades but I have been frozen in my seventeen year old body since I was murdered. You're probably wondering if I'm one of those sparkly vampire from that book the kids are reading now-a-days, but your sadly mistaken.
I'm a ghost. I was killed by my 'loving' boyfriend back when I was in my seventh year at Hogwarts. Now I remain forever held in the realm of in-between. Usually ghosts stay around because of unfinished business, but for me it's a little different.
My boyfriend was none other than Tom Marvolo Riddle, that's right, t'old Voldie. He killed me to make his first horcrux. I wonder if he knows that once the horcrux is destroyed I get resurrected, and believe me he will not be alive for much longer when that day comes. Who in their right mind kills someone they love? That's just it, he's absolutely mental! I hope that scar head kid kicked his bloody ass!
Nobody kills me and gets away with it!
I should explain this ghosty thing. See, I'm not a regular ghost; I can be invisible which I like to be when I take residence in the changing rooms or the boys bathroom. I also can be opaque? I think that's the word, anyway it's like nearly headless nick and the bloody baron, it's quite fun to scare the little first years. The most difficult for me to be is fully solid, like an actual human. I can usually last twenty four hours in solid form before I turn back to invisible.
I practically live in the Slytherin quarters, its familiar territory to me, a Slytherin at heart.
The boys in the seventh year bedroom know me well. No, not in an 'I'm-a-slutty-ghost' kind of way. I spend most of my time hanging around with them; they enjoy having a smoking hot female that doesn't just want to shag them all day, as they have told me before, to have a laugh with. The boys are Blaize, Theodore, and the perfect Draco. I think Draco secretly wants to marry me, and spend the rest of his life with me. Well, I like to think that he thinks that, he probably doesn't. 'Sad face'. LOL JUST KIDDING, he's an arrogant asshole. I have told him this plenty of times.
I have a habit of thinking random things. So shoot me (too bad I won't die!), I've lived in the same place for merlin knows how long, I get bored!
The teachers have tried countless times to ban me from the boys changing rooms, it just doesn't work. I need eye candy, it's not like anybody will do the dirty with a ghost, even if I am solid! It sucks to be me. It really does, but I'm stuck like this until someone 'cough-Scar head-cough' decides to get his head from up his own arse and find out he has to destroy this one last horcrux. My horcrux. Stupid wizarding world thinks it's all over and Voldie is gone forever. Amateurs the lot of them.
Anyhow! I best get on with the story, before I send you crazy enough to be sent to St. Mungo's mental ward!