The Silver Rose
Diamond sat on a stone bench, cursing softly as the night breeze pierced through her silvery dress. Her eyes drifted to the crudely built stone wall, as if watching it would make Henry come. She sighed and looked at the moon. A malicious smile crossed her once delicate features, which were now pinched with evil. She heard a rustling and turned to look at the wall. A young boy sat on the wall, his lips curled into a smile when he saw her. Her lips curled awkwardly, unused to such exercise. He leaped off the wall and sauntered over. He gently ran his hands thorough her black hair, relishing the silky feeling of it. She laughed quietly. She began to draw in his energy every second spent with him made her stronger. "What a fool, he doesn't even know I'm stealing his life force." She suppressed a giggle. A questioning look crossed his face. "What is it?" he asked. "Nothing" she grinned inside. "Well, uh-" he held out a rose. But not just any rose, silver rose. "Thank you!" she pressed her lips to his, briefly. "He is such a gullible fool. He'd get me the moon if I asked him to." She thought gleefully. A smile crossed her face, a smile like fear. The kind of fear you feel when you're all alone in the world, and you know it. The kind of fear you laugh at and call it childish, but still haunts you every night. Henry shivered. "Thank you, Henry." She repeated. "But, your time is up." She laughed at him, no at the world. Her eyes dilated and the air cracked with power. Henry stumbled backward. She grinned. "Goodbye." She said, and silenced him, forever. She stood and snickered at the crumpled figure at her feet. "Poor, weak Henry." She recited mockingly. She stretched. "Ahh. My arms are gaining color once more." She thought. Her once deathly pale milky white arms were taking on the rosy tinge of life. "It's been so long, since I have walked along the wizards." She murmured. "But, first I must see that my brother, Tom- I mean. Voldemort." She paused, enjoying when the garden fell silent, as if nature knew how powerful he, no they were. She vaulted the six-foot fence in one leap. She still loved the supernatural power she, and only she possessed. She laughed. "Dumbledore, you illegitimate bastard. You failed to catch me again." With that she left the Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. Forever? Maybe, maybe not. You'll have to find that out for yourself.
Diamond sat on a stone bench, cursing softly as the night breeze pierced through her silvery dress. Her eyes drifted to the crudely built stone wall, as if watching it would make Henry come. She sighed and looked at the moon. A malicious smile crossed her once delicate features, which were now pinched with evil. She heard a rustling and turned to look at the wall. A young boy sat on the wall, his lips curled into a smile when he saw her. Her lips curled awkwardly, unused to such exercise. He leaped off the wall and sauntered over. He gently ran his hands thorough her black hair, relishing the silky feeling of it. She laughed quietly. She began to draw in his energy every second spent with him made her stronger. "What a fool, he doesn't even know I'm stealing his life force." She suppressed a giggle. A questioning look crossed his face. "What is it?" he asked. "Nothing" she grinned inside. "Well, uh-" he held out a rose. But not just any rose, silver rose. "Thank you!" she pressed her lips to his, briefly. "He is such a gullible fool. He'd get me the moon if I asked him to." She thought gleefully. A smile crossed her face, a smile like fear. The kind of fear you feel when you're all alone in the world, and you know it. The kind of fear you laugh at and call it childish, but still haunts you every night. Henry shivered. "Thank you, Henry." She repeated. "But, your time is up." She laughed at him, no at the world. Her eyes dilated and the air cracked with power. Henry stumbled backward. She grinned. "Goodbye." She said, and silenced him, forever. She stood and snickered at the crumpled figure at her feet. "Poor, weak Henry." She recited mockingly. She stretched. "Ahh. My arms are gaining color once more." She thought. Her once deathly pale milky white arms were taking on the rosy tinge of life. "It's been so long, since I have walked along the wizards." She murmured. "But, first I must see that my brother, Tom- I mean. Voldemort." She paused, enjoying when the garden fell silent, as if nature knew how powerful he, no they were. She vaulted the six-foot fence in one leap. She still loved the supernatural power she, and only she possessed. She laughed. "Dumbledore, you illegitimate bastard. You failed to catch me again." With that she left the Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. Forever? Maybe, maybe not. You'll have to find that out for yourself.