shay is portrayed by dan howell.
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Shay awoke in his chair with a jolt, breathing hard because of the bad dream he'd just been having.
He'd first been in this big clearing, just enjoying the feeling of the grass on his skin as he laid in it and watched weirdly shaped clouds go by, when all of a sudden, the dream turned bad. Very bad.
He knew it before anything actually happened; a primal feeling of absolute terror settled in his gut as he sat up in his dream field, looking around for a split second before sprinting into the woods. A huge shadow had appeared on the other side of the clearing, and frankly, he didn't want to be anywhere near it.
He kept running and running, faster and faster, but the shadow only seemed to be gaining on him. His lungs were burning up and his face was getting cut as branches continued to be in the way.
It wasn't working. The shadow seemed to be getting faster, and Shay was only getting slower. He tripped over a root and went sprawling, very cliché of him, but there was no time to get back up before the shadow caught up with him and-
By that time, he'd woken up. And, here he was.
But, Shay actually had no idea where 'here' was. First of all, his milky brown fringe was stuck in his eyes, and so he flicked his head up to get it out of the way, growing confused as he noticed a single lightbulb attached to the unfamiliar tall ceiling.
But, there were other problems that required more immediate attention. While going to yawn, Shay had realized that he'd had a bit more trouble than usual at trying to open his mouth. Because of the stickiness, the boy could only guess that it was...
Duct tape? That... was not a good sign. When was duct tape over the mouth ever a good sign?
Could he move, then? With a few tugs, that was basically answered with a 'no', as his wrists and ankles were tied with rope to the chair he was sitting in. From Shay's deductions, this person was probably not a wizard, then. Just using a wand would be way easier.
Well, now the unfamiliar surroundings made sense. Shay took a look around with his chocolate brown eyes, finding himself to be in the middle of a rather dilapidated type of shed. The big sliding door in front of him was completely open, showing that the building was placed right on the edge of the woods.
What the heck? If he got his bindings off, he could run right off! What kind of kidnapper was this person?
Well, if this person even was a kidnapper. Was this just some kind of sick joke? Shay had definitely made a few enemies over the years... But, this seemed a bit far compared to what the boy usually did. Someone wouldn't leave the Hogwarts grounds just for this.
Surprisingly enough, the realization that this was real didn't really cause Shay to do anything. (Even though he couldn't do much to begin with.) He just sat there in his chair, frozen by the shock of all of it. He'd just been taken from what was arguably one of the safest places in the world.
He finally squeezed his eyes shut, trying to remember what'd happened last night. Or, was it last night? How much or how little time had passed?
The boy definitely remembered going to the Quidditch field after dinner to let some steam off, at least. Why had he been angry again? Ugh, not important.
He'd let out two Bludgers, maybe a bit much for just practicing by himself, but he was feeling up to the challenge at the time. But the thing was, he remembered flying, and then... nothing.
After pointlessly trying to recall for a few more minutes, Shay gave up and came back to the present. So, what was his course of action? Sit here and try to scream? Try to get out of the binding and run away? Not totally clever and sneaky of him, but being left here alone, it seemed like the best option. He started wiggling.
Oh wait, did he have his wand on him? ...Nope. (Dang it.) He began to tug harder, but the ropes were pretty tight, unfortunately. His wrists were tinged pretty red by the time fifteen minutes had passed. Or maybe it had been less? He really wished there was a clock in here.
Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him, rather close. Maybe the door was open on the other side too, and the grass had muffled any sound until they'd stepped on the concrete. Shay tried to turn and look, curiosity getting the best of him, but couldn't do much as he was facing the other way. All he could see was a figure shrouded in black.
Being the motormouth he was, the boy started blurting out questions, not being able to go long without talking, but they came out as indiscernible because of the gag. He kept trying for about a minute as the figure came closer, only to be met with a smack in the head that also told him to keep his eyes forward.
The contact wasn't hard, but it was enough to keep Shay quiet and realize that this was actually really serious.
The person tilted the boy's chair back on two legs and starting dragging it out of the barn. Shay let out a muffled whimper, worried about what was to come.
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hullo hullo, and welcome to chaos: a harry potter syoc ! no worries, as the whole story will not just be like this. i'm planning on writing your characters' stories at hogwarts, with a few glimpses into what shay's going through. this whole chappie was to just give you a feel for my writing style, and see how good you guys are at reviewing.
now, you might be wondering why exactly i'm wanting to see you guys review ? see, the thing is, the more effort you put into your review, the better chance you might have at having your charrie accepted, or their role in the story. i don't want this to sound like bribery or anything, really, but syocs are definitely a two way street. we both have to put effort in, and one line reviews don't give me much inspiration to keep writing.
i will help you out, though ! i will usually, if not always, include questions for you guys to answer at the end of each chapter for you to answer and to get all the creative juices flowing for discussions.
here are some for this chapter. they are more optional this time, but, yeah.
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What do you think of Shay?
What do you think about him being taken right from Hogwarts?
Any observations about the kidnapper?
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xx ellie