Hey guys! New fic.. Tell me if you like it and read my continued fanfic .:Switching Off:.
Don't worry it's NOT going to be "the OCC who everybody falls for." blah blah blah.
Some of the facts may not be accurate or you might be thinking "I don't remember that" but bear with me. It all has reason.
In a little town, close to Surrey, in fact only a few miles away from #4 Privet Drive, was a girl who was not aware of wizards or witches or magic. In fact, she had never thought twice of it. When she had been little, her parents would scold her for pretending she was a witch so she forfeit that creation from her imagination. She swore one time, and only once, she had made the chaise lounge's pillow hover a couple inches off the ground then fall back down before she could ignite the fact she had caused it. This memory would never erase from her mind and yet to this day it still lingers there. She had only been about four so her imagination could of run away with her, or the sunlight streaming through the glass windows could of triggered an appearance of it floating. She had not been sure. This night she had a strange feeling as she sat down in her kitchen to prepare herself an after dinner snack. She swore she saw the cupboard door open then shut straight away but she brushed this feeling out of her mind and reminded herself continuously that it was impossible. She was home alone that night so she was a little jumpy at every sound. She turned the television up loud to block out anything other than her show playing. Her parents had been at the opera. "Fourth time this week." she thought to herself. Ever since her older sister's unexplained death, her parents left her to fend for herself most times. Afraid of becoming too attached to her, causing them to lose her along with her sister.
The girl had the most unusual features about her, but still was extravagant looking. Her hair was blonde but yet in certain light seemed to gleam the darkest black you would ever see. She was slightly short, but yet still tall. Her face was gaunt with high cheekbones but her appearance was so soft it took away from the slight evil vibe she gave off. These unusual features went perfectly along with her unusual name. Chelydrus Castus Cognatus. When studying Latin at her academy, her teacher had told her it had meant "Serpent Pure Blood." She went home and told her parents but they merely ignored it and told her that her teachers were wrong and not to believe a word they told her about Latin. As a little girl, Chelydrus hated her name. "You should be proud to have such a strong, extraordinary name. It's the name of a survivor. A name of someone who will never let us down." her parents had told her. She had finally persuaded her parents to let her go by "Chelly" or Shelly because she couldn't stand the rude comments others had sneered at her during school.
She remembered one time, when first starting Latin school, a boy had said to her "Chelydrus! I bet you can't even spell your own name! My father said it means snake. Maybe that explains why you're so ugly then. Stupid Chelydrus." Soon, he got the whole class of exquisitely smart children to sing a song in Latin taunting Shelly."Slither serpent slither. Run away and cry. Slither serpent slither. Go off and die. Slither serpent slither. You're not welcome here. Slither serpent slither. Your end is coming near. Slither serpent slither. Stop trying to claim our fame. Slither serpent slither. Your face is almost as bad as your name!" She ran off and cried. Later that day, the boy announced he was moving away. He had whispered to Shelly that it was because she had blinded him by her looks. She would never forget that boy. His gleaming blonde white hair and his gray eyes. He had looked horribly evil and striked fear into her everytime she passed by. She had never done anything to him so she could not understand why he was so mean to her.
She heard a loud snap. Then another. Then another. She shook herself out of her memories. She stared over at her noodles. The snap was from the water boiling onto the stove top. Yet.. it had never been that loud before. Suddenly, a piercing bright light filled the room next to her. She shielded her eyes. She heard a sinister voice that made shivers go up her spine. "Find Chelydrus." He said in a shrill voice. "The others are gone. It will just be one more unexplained death." He said, mocking the recent newspaper articles.
Sort of short, I know. But I wanted a cliff hanger! lol Please review! Even if you just stopped by to read it, tell me what you think.