(Another story, this one is Remus/OC. Italicized lines are in French)
God. I'm sorrounded by evil.
Stupid, stupid, stupid evil.
I should have chosen Hogwarts.
Instead, I'm a British-born witch. Who grew up in France and attends a school full of utterly ridiculous testorone filled boys.
Stupid Luc. Stupid Violet. Stupid everyone.
A tear stung my cheek and I brushed it away quickly as I blinked my eyes in disbelief. Before me stood a 6 foot tall hunk that I was slowly falling in love with. Before him stood a 5 foot tall barbie that I officially hate.
"How dare you!" I scream, walking towards the two before my mind could catch up with my actions. "You whore!"
"Me or her?" He asked, trying to joke.
"The both of you." I said, waving my hands in the air. "Did I mean nothing to you, you would make out with Violet?"
"I think I should leave." Violet whispered, and I didn't bother stopping her. I glared daggers at the blue-eyed blonde before me and watched as he fidgeted. At least he had the decency to be nervous.
"Why are you attacking me!" He said, as soon as she left the empty classroom.
"Violet isn't the one that betrayed me." I retorted, my glare turning from daggers to hurt and my voice dropping. "Honestly, to find you in an empty classroom, with the door open."
"Bu-"
"Have you no shame?" I wondered "Especially with Violet?"
"Whats wrong with Violet?"
"You mean besides the way she did the exact same thing with my ex?"
"Oh." He muttered, shoulders dropping and hands stuffed into his pockets.
"She only used you to get to me." I told him and scoffed. "I hope it was worth it."
I glared at him again before walking out of the classroom, I didn't hear his footsteps come behind me so I felt it safe to let a tear fall. I raised my arm to wipe it on my sleeve and as I did Luc grabbed my arm. Startled, I jumped a bit and turned to face him. My black hair whipping against my face.
"Let go." I hissed, not meeting his eyes.
"Fine I'll give you all the time you need." He said, though not letting go "But I'm not waiting forever."
"Wait? Time I need?" I looked up at his blue eyes and almost gagged at the overflowing confidence within them.
"Yes." He said, as though it was the easiest thing to figure out in the world. I ripped my arm from his grip and my blue uniform ruffled against my body.
"For what?" I asked through my teeth.
"To forgive me."
"Theres no forgiveness!" I scoffed, feeling my resentment rise.
"We both know you won't break up with me." He said raising a hand to my cheek which I slapped away quickly.
"Why would you think that." I asked, shocked out of my wits.
"Because you always forgive everyone." He said smiling slyly. "It's why I like you so much, your kind-hearted."
"You mean weak hearted?" I said, my voice rising with anger. I could feel my face heat up as I did,
"Thats not a bad thing love." He cooed and I felt myself retch with disgust, how could such lovely blue eyes house such cold heartedness.
"Is it?" I asked, shaking a finger at him. "I'm done with you and my 'kind heart'." I said, before whipping out of his grip and running into the large ornately decorated hallway of Beauxbatons.
I tickled the ear of a knight in armour and ducked behind it as it opened, just in time to miss Luc running after me in the hall.
"Bastard." I whispered and looked ahead of me into the dank cold passageway that lead to a wizarding suburb by Paris. I walked through the lighted cylindrical path ducking slightly to fit my 5'6 frame in the small hall. I gritted my teeth and cursed at Luc and Violet as I did. Does the guy have no shame? He chased me for weeks before I agreed to accompany him to the monthly Ball. He really made it seem like he liked me, and now this.
What was incredibly infuriating was how nonchalant he was about it. I mean, honestly, 'You'll take me back'. The hell was he on? Was I really considered that meek? I stepped over a dead spider and pulled my wand out of my pocket. Taking comfort in the way it fits against my grip, I made my way through the rest of the passage thinking of ways to curse Luc when I got back.
I could furniculus him, or just change his boxer's into tight pink briefs everytime he almost got with a girl. That would be fun... I mused as I reached the dusty door of the passageway. I was the only student who knew of it, whether or not Madam Sinistra did was something I had no idea about. Probably not though, considering there weren't any measures to stop students from sneaking out.
"Thank god there are'nt though." I cooed at the small dog-like statue that gaurded the exit as I tickled it's ear. It swung open with a small bark and I stepped through the exit. If any wizard was watching it would seem like I just walked out of the large oak that served as the towns entrance to the passage, I took a look around and realized that I was indeed alone in the woods.
Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. I though, as I looked around the dark of the wood, it was the only passage close enough at the time, which is why I chose it. I'd much rather be in a dark eerie forest by a small town than anywhere in Beauxbatons right now. I sat down by the oak and crossed my legs.
((A/N underline is thinking. Her eyes are closed so the next bit will be all in her head)
Why did I come here again? Other than to brood about that tall, gorgeous monster Luc.
Shut up Alex, he's not a monster
Yes he is, he's a very goodlooking monster. And I"m going crazy, I'm sure it's not normal to have a two way conversation with yourself.
It's okay. I'm hurting right now. Another term, another breakup, who next?
How about Nobody? Thats a pearl of an idea, going stag for the rest of the term. Unless some sort of REAL monster can come by and finish me off so I don't have to go to Beauxbatons. That would be wonderful, a vampire maybe, those are sexy.
"Very sexy." I confirmed outloud and looked around the tall dark wood. Seeing no tall pale figures a sighed disapointedly, and brooded some more. Not even realizing the tall brown figure lurking in the shadows.
I wondered about my life as a vampire when a large 'crunch' filled the wood. A twig breaking maybe,
"Hello!" I called, and strained my eyes looking around. "Stupid squirells." I mumbled to myself, and picked up a fallen leaf only to pick it apart.
A loud scream interrupted me mid pick.
Shit.
I looked over at the horizon, beyond the thick overbearing canopy of the forest, the sun was almost setting. I jumped to my feet and picked up my wand.
"Do you need any help?" I called, feeling a bit awkward. Somebody just screamed, of course they needed help.
"Run!" A womans voice screamed and a flurry of movement followed.
"Lumos" I whispered, before straining my eyes in the direction of the scream. Without thinking, I ran towards a pale light in the forest and almost puked at what stood before me. A poor woman was in the middle of a group of frightened wizards. They all had their wands sticking out and were no doubt torturing the woman. Whether or not she was a witch I don't know but she had her hair pulled back into a tight bun and her face betrayed her pain.
"He's gonna transform!" A black haired witch screamed before apparating.
"Filthy half-breed." A tall blonde spit before apparating after her, the three remaining wizards didn't even notice me standing there as one was hunched over in pain and the other two apparated , leaving behind two resounding pops. I had no idea what was going on, but bby the looks of it I had found myself a monster. Just not the one I was looking for.
"Do you speak English?" The broken woman said with a desperate edge to her voice.
"Yes." I answered, and stole a glance at the brown haired man who was growing hairy at an alarming rate.
"Than run." She nodded her head at the man, "Werewolf."
"I've figured." I muttered, surprising myself with my ability to be sarcastic in this situation.
"So why are you still there" She added, with a different edge to her voice.
"I'm not leaving you!" I cried, wondering if she thought I was crazy. How in the world could I run away to save myself at the risk of someone elses life.
"Don't be so foolish." She snapped, but her eyes held a sense of admiration I felt my face heat up. I was greatful for my inability to blush and looked at her with a stubborn expression in my eyes. "I can't even walk."
"I'll drag you." I said, with mounting anxiousness as the hair on his arms was becoming thicker and thicker.
"We can't outrun him." She said, sighing slightly, but aqcuiesing as I grabbed both her wrists.
"Levicorpus." I said, swishing my wand to lift her after a failed attempt at doing it the muggle-way. I didn't want to overwhelm her with magic, if she was indeed a muggle. "We don't have to outrun him" I explained, as I started running towards the Oak with her flying in front of me. "I know a passage."
"Hurry." She muttered and I gladly obeyed, flying her ahead with all deliberate speed. The sun was now almost set and the hairs on my arms stood as I heard a wolf call in the distance. I rushed her ahead and quite literally threw her into the tree meters ahead of me as the werewolf started it's hunt. I heard the twigs breaking and howls that meant it was on it's way. A feeling hit the pit of my stomach as I scolded myself for wishing for this just minutes earlier. I hadn't jinxed myself, had I?
"Run!" The lady called from with in the tree, and I felt myself nearing it. I was just a few feet away from the tree, maybe I could make it.
Just two feet now
Just a foot is all thats left.
As I raised my legs to jump into the whole in the tree a large paw swiped my back and sent me sprawling on the floor.
"Shit" Was all I had to say as the terrifying creature leaned in towards me and spread it's limbs on top of me. I came close, so close it's slober fell across my chest and licked me on my face. Was it tasting me? I wondered, was it going to bite me? The wolf gave a pleased howl and I felt my heart drop. This was it, no more Beauxbatons I guess. I was now going to be a wolf's dinner.
"Impedimenta!" The woman called from the tree, though she was now standing in front of it. I wondered how she got the wand as I realized how much pain she must be going through to stand right now. I also felt a damp sensation spread against my body. She was too late, the wolf bit my shoulder, I'm doomed.
"Run child!" SHe called, and I came to senses as the wolf's teeth were pulled viciously from my shoulder and the wolf himself was thrown against a tree. I pulled myself to my feet, and gripped my shoulder with my hand as I ran, half limping, towards the tree. My hair was waving around my face and I felt absolutely terrified, the brown haired woman was standing with a pained expression on her face as she reached for my hand and launched me threw the doorway. A split second later she was right behind me and I was sprawled on the cold white floors, my blood mixing with dust.
"He bit me." I said, weekly, as the woman sat down beside me and tears fell from her eyes.
"Whats you're name?" She asked, and pulled out a mirror from her pocket
"Alexandria Pratt." I answered, before convulsing in pain. I could feel the wolfs saliva spread through my body in the weirdest sensation. "And I'm a werewolf." I added, stunned as the woman began speaking quickly and quietly into the small mirror.
"Guess your a witch then." I mumbled inconsequentially and convulsed again as the thickened blood reached my collarbone.
"Help is coming Alexandria." She said, and moved my head onto her lap as she pet my hair.
"Alex." Was the last thing I said before she tapped me firmly with her wand, sending me to sleep.