Instincts: The Lee Jordan Story
By: Lauren aka Taigirl1325
Authors Note: This story is my pride and joy my baby my heart and soul are in it, however due
to an unfourtunate accident involving a washing machine it will take along time to post so
piece by piece as i salvage it it will be posted, I am however working quickly on this because
there is one authoress Kari1879 who thinkgs its ok to playgerize my ideas and has done so before
and plans to do so with this fanfic so know this right now my story Instincts: The Lee
Jordan Story is mine the ideas and concepts are mine and I do not give permission to have them
used unless you ask me personally even then there's a large chance i'll say no because this
story is my baby.
I would like to send thanks to all who have supported my long and hard work and strenuous effort
on this story and JK Rowling for making it possible for creating Lee who is just like me!
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Bloody, Burning, Gory, Rotting, Death...that was what I saw when i closed my eyes, was I going
crazy? I don't know but I can't sleep I think I need to go for a walk ya that'll calm me down
I'll just borrow Harry's invisibility cloak and head for some secret passageways I'm not going
to let this get to my head...
Or so I thought, that was a week ago and I'm still having those dreams except now they are
getting worse and I can't tell anyone about them they'll all think I've gone mad and I haven't,
Have I? Normal people don't think like this, I'm not normal I'm a wizard, Ok fine then normal
wizards don't think like this about blood, torture, normal wizards don't think about slitting
their wrists in the boys toilets just to feel the burning sensation it gives you. No there must
be something horribly wrong with me, I know Snape hexed me in the Great Hall! I know that makes
no sense if he did then it would be easy just get a counter hex but that's not it because I
looked there's no hex like this, nothing could do this to me make me think and feel these
things.
I better stop hanging around with Hermione before I hurt her, yesterday I just sat in the
Common Room staring at her thinking how much fun it would be to strip her down and toture her
with razors and then to slit her throat and watch her warm red blood flow all over her body.
Ya I'll stop hanging around with her if I were to do anything to her Ron would have my head
on a silver platter and Harry would be helping him.
I haven't had a good nights sleep since this started and my friends are starting to notice but
what's worse is last night I took a walk with Harry's cloak again to the forest this time, and
I killed a rabbit with my bare hands, I literally tortured it and ripped its throat out, and I
felt happy to do it and a little relieved but I'm scared am I turning into a monster? I don't
know but I've got the be careful who I hang out with, its been 3 days since I decided to stop
talking to Hermione but today in the library she came and sat with me wanting to know what was
wrong how come we weren't hanging out as much. I lied of course but as she spoke to me the
pictures were playing in my mind and this time more vivid and dangerous and the really scary
part is that I actually find these pictures attractive, now I know that there's something wrong
with and I'm trying to figure it out but I can't I don't know what's wrong with me and today
I actually did slit my wrists just to feel the pain I healed myself of course once i'd had
enough.
But I don't understand why this is happening to me and my friends are really starting to worry
I'm becoming anti-social they say but its for their protection I know they don't know that but I
don't want to hurt them, or do I? My mind wanders back to Hermione and those erotic heartless
thoughts. I fear what I'm becoming capable of after thinking about Hermione yesterday I got a
rope and strung up this poor first year kid's cat I strung it up and watched it hang and dangle
and squeal and try to free itself I watched in satisfaction as it slowly died its rasping hisses
music to my ears and when it was dead I sliced it down the middle and watched warm blood spill
out and make a gooey warm puddle on the floor. I cleaned up the mess manually because magic
can be traced here at Hogwarts and then i disposed of the cat corpse into the lake with the help
of Harry's invisibilty cloak. He hasn't figured out what I'm using it for when I ask for it but
in most cases I haven't asked, I should find a way to get one of my own if I'm going to be like
this, but that's acknowledging I know there's a problem with me which means I should get help
but I can't. I can't in my good mind, if its still good, let people know these sick sadistic
thoughts going through my head or the horrible actions I have thus far committed.
It's getting worse if that's possible after the poor cat. That 1st year is still hoping its just
lost in the castle...I laughed when I heard her crying but its getting worse I was standing
in the Great Hall with Ron and Harry and Hermione came up and stood beside Ron and greeted me
with a heart felt smile.
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Authors Note: remember this is only the first 4 salvaged pages more are coming as I salvage and
once the whole thing is salvaged I will be making it all one chapter for easier accessing.
Thanks to all you who understand and review as I go along I love you all!
By: Lauren aka Taigirl1325
Authors Note: This story is my pride and joy my baby my heart and soul are in it, however due
to an unfourtunate accident involving a washing machine it will take along time to post so
piece by piece as i salvage it it will be posted, I am however working quickly on this because
there is one authoress Kari1879 who thinkgs its ok to playgerize my ideas and has done so before
and plans to do so with this fanfic so know this right now my story Instincts: The Lee
Jordan Story is mine the ideas and concepts are mine and I do not give permission to have them
used unless you ask me personally even then there's a large chance i'll say no because this
story is my baby.
I would like to send thanks to all who have supported my long and hard work and strenuous effort
on this story and JK Rowling for making it possible for creating Lee who is just like me!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Bloody, Burning, Gory, Rotting, Death...that was what I saw when i closed my eyes, was I going
crazy? I don't know but I can't sleep I think I need to go for a walk ya that'll calm me down
I'll just borrow Harry's invisibility cloak and head for some secret passageways I'm not going
to let this get to my head...
Or so I thought, that was a week ago and I'm still having those dreams except now they are
getting worse and I can't tell anyone about them they'll all think I've gone mad and I haven't,
Have I? Normal people don't think like this, I'm not normal I'm a wizard, Ok fine then normal
wizards don't think like this about blood, torture, normal wizards don't think about slitting
their wrists in the boys toilets just to feel the burning sensation it gives you. No there must
be something horribly wrong with me, I know Snape hexed me in the Great Hall! I know that makes
no sense if he did then it would be easy just get a counter hex but that's not it because I
looked there's no hex like this, nothing could do this to me make me think and feel these
things.
I better stop hanging around with Hermione before I hurt her, yesterday I just sat in the
Common Room staring at her thinking how much fun it would be to strip her down and toture her
with razors and then to slit her throat and watch her warm red blood flow all over her body.
Ya I'll stop hanging around with her if I were to do anything to her Ron would have my head
on a silver platter and Harry would be helping him.
I haven't had a good nights sleep since this started and my friends are starting to notice but
what's worse is last night I took a walk with Harry's cloak again to the forest this time, and
I killed a rabbit with my bare hands, I literally tortured it and ripped its throat out, and I
felt happy to do it and a little relieved but I'm scared am I turning into a monster? I don't
know but I've got the be careful who I hang out with, its been 3 days since I decided to stop
talking to Hermione but today in the library she came and sat with me wanting to know what was
wrong how come we weren't hanging out as much. I lied of course but as she spoke to me the
pictures were playing in my mind and this time more vivid and dangerous and the really scary
part is that I actually find these pictures attractive, now I know that there's something wrong
with and I'm trying to figure it out but I can't I don't know what's wrong with me and today
I actually did slit my wrists just to feel the pain I healed myself of course once i'd had
enough.
But I don't understand why this is happening to me and my friends are really starting to worry
I'm becoming anti-social they say but its for their protection I know they don't know that but I
don't want to hurt them, or do I? My mind wanders back to Hermione and those erotic heartless
thoughts. I fear what I'm becoming capable of after thinking about Hermione yesterday I got a
rope and strung up this poor first year kid's cat I strung it up and watched it hang and dangle
and squeal and try to free itself I watched in satisfaction as it slowly died its rasping hisses
music to my ears and when it was dead I sliced it down the middle and watched warm blood spill
out and make a gooey warm puddle on the floor. I cleaned up the mess manually because magic
can be traced here at Hogwarts and then i disposed of the cat corpse into the lake with the help
of Harry's invisibilty cloak. He hasn't figured out what I'm using it for when I ask for it but
in most cases I haven't asked, I should find a way to get one of my own if I'm going to be like
this, but that's acknowledging I know there's a problem with me which means I should get help
but I can't. I can't in my good mind, if its still good, let people know these sick sadistic
thoughts going through my head or the horrible actions I have thus far committed.
It's getting worse if that's possible after the poor cat. That 1st year is still hoping its just
lost in the castle...I laughed when I heard her crying but its getting worse I was standing
in the Great Hall with Ron and Harry and Hermione came up and stood beside Ron and greeted me
with a heart felt smile.
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Authors Note: remember this is only the first 4 salvaged pages more are coming as I salvage and
once the whole thing is salvaged I will be making it all one chapter for easier accessing.
Thanks to all you who understand and review as I go along I love you all!