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Aurora looked at the wall across from her in the Gryffindor common room. The bright vibrant colors and the utter magnitude of them all blinded her. She narrowed her eyes distastefully at them. They mocked her. They blatantly showed her that what happened yesterday was not a dream. It was the horrifying torturous truth of reality.

She glanced back at the mirror she held in her hand and began to examine her appearance. Her brown hair puffed out in the chocolate waves she always loved. Her eyes were bright but tired as she applied some eyeliner to trace the edge of her upper lid. Better. The fifth year craned her neck to the side and viewed the long daunting scars that jaggedly ran from her jaw to her shoulder blade. Then she moved on to the scars that faintly framed her eyes like crescent moons. They were given to her as a gift and a sign of her entering her teens from her pack, which was unlike the scar on her neck that was purely from a quarrel she had picked with an elder wolf. He had beaten her with little effort which showed her naivety and foolishness. Aurora couldn't have that; her parents egged her on countless times even when she was still recovering from losing half of the blood in her body. They wanted her to get revenge…and so she did.

The man, Jargon, sat carelessly on the bench across from her. Aurora had hid in a rosebush not twenty feet away. She watched her prey. She watched him eat and talk. She studied his movements and calculated a plan. No, that wouldn't be a good way to put it. She mused to herself. It would be more of she just KNEW what to do. She was a huntress and he had wronged her. Yes, he would pay.

Earlier Aurora tried to shake such ideas out of her head and tried to expel the evil thoughts of those around her. She tried. She failed. The wolf that roams within her head had made sure the girl it made its home in understood. The girl had to know that it was in control now. IT got to tell her what to do and how to think. The she wolf listened to no one but her Alpha and he said kill. She would comply. He would be her first kill and her wolf longed for the taste of his blood on her hands.

Aurora shivered but felt her body begin to mold into a new shape and her bones began to break and her lip began to bleed from the sheer force she had been biting on it to stop herself from letting out gut wrenching screams of agony. Even the slightest sound and he would hear it. The slightest smell and he would catch it. The wolf instinct in her told her this spot was best, she was downwind.

She stalked forward towards her prey, slowly and slowly still. Ten feet left. A low growl threatened to break free and she granted it and the feral snarl left her lips as she pounced and –

"Aurora?"

The fourteen year old shook her head and met the eyes of the girl she had met the other day…hmm what had been her name?

"I uhh…was wondering if you wanted to come eat lunch with me and maybe you could meet my friend…he's uhh in Ravenclaw…." She voiced out. Her tone was kind but Aurora was sure a normal witch would have to lean in to hear her voice, as mouse like as it was at the moment. "Gabriel. That's his name I mean…"

Aurora waved her hand dismissively and nodded, smiling slightly "Sure, sounds cool."

She tucked a strand of her long brown hair behind her ear and nodded, the smile on her face was growing and it eased Aurora some.

Arden Kennedy was beaming. She had agreed! No, not by any means was Arden desperate for a friend…or really felt like hers were boring…she just felt like….the fifteen year old couldn't quite put her finger on it that attracted her to befriend the girl. She just did. However, she knew the fact that she was a Malfoy, she sighed, didn't really help her other friendships.

Aurora was happy, this was strange to her. She almost laughed thinking this. It's not like she's never been happy before, plenty of times she had been. It's just strange. Some- some Gryffindor befriending her! Her of all people!

The fourteen year old sighed, the thought had only reminded her of the solemn fact that yes she indeed is a Malfoy.

She stood up from the couch and followed the brunette in front of her and let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. She could do this, after all it had to have been better then turning into a bloody wolf once a month.

The hall grew silent, yet again, as she walked in. Aurora was growing tired of this and glared at the first years gossiping of her that were only a few feet away.

"Come on. Hurry up now, slow poke." Arden chided lightly

Arden scoffed, had she not have added 'slow poke' she would have been convinced the older girl was trying to impersonate a professor. Or maybe even WAS one at that.

"Seriously though, you're like a turtle. Come now, smile. Hogwarts isn't that bad REALLY. Or is it the Gryffindor thing? I'm stupid." She brandished herself "Of course it is! I mean a Malfoy in this house…come on I mean like it's just un heard of and nobody likes you but me and …." She frowned "I-I'm sorry..."

Aurora shook her head sadly as she took a seat next to Arden "It's not like I'm blind, Arden." Aurora frowned, trying out the girl's name on her lips. "I can see them staring. I can feel their hate." She growled. "It doesn't matter though."

"But-"Arden cut herself off and stared blankly down at her food that was continually untouched.

The lycan could tell the girl next to her was troubled with her, or was it that she was upset that she was ok with others anger towards her, but she was uncertain.

A tall toned boy took a seat across from the pair of girls. He smiled at Arden and nodded briefly to Aurora before extending his hand. "The names Gabriel. I thought I'd introduce myself to the soon to be first student to get slaughtered by their own house mates." He grinned coyly.

"Don't listen to him." Arden soothed "Nobody's gonna try anything and he's just…well…you learn to block most of that out- or rather you learn to tell when he's seriously being a jerk or not." She grinned at Gabriel whose piercing gaze never left Arden's. "He's actually really sweet once you get to know him; well I mean he's a good friend and all."

Aurora felt her wolf screaming at her about danger as she looked at the boy but couldn't bring herself to actually believe it or rather she ignored it. Her senses were sometimes to put it simply…stupid.

"It's a pleasure." She drawled out.

In that moment she knew she sounded identical to her brother and that's probably what made the other Gryffindor's at her table quiet down again and listens in on her conversations. Aurora bit back a growl.

"Aren't you supposed to sit at the Ravenclaw table? Or does it just not really matter?" She mused half heartedly

The icy grey eyes he had sparkled at that. Gabriel was impressed that she wasn't intimidated by him. Then again, he thought with interest, she is the first Malfoy he's talked to.

"Well, I guess so but then again no one really cares. Professors sure don't and Dumbledore well he just …basically sits up there like an old coot. The only person who would probably care would be mudblood over there." He grinned.

He could see Arden flinch at the derogatory term but smiled faintly knowing there was no malice in it and he was talking about Hermione.

So she's a muggle born? Aurora wondered to herself as she viewed the two interact. Not that it mattered to her in the slightest. Once your own blood was nothing but polluted with that of a virus that changed your form every month, things like that earned little reaction from her.

"So you into quiditch?" He asked boredly. Gabriel couldn't care less about it but figured it would rid them of the awkward silence that plagued them.

Aurora scoffed and shook her head "Draco's tried to force me to play several times and I even tried for like I don't know a week straight to like it but…it just didn't happen. It incredibly idiotic." She grinned slightly, rubbing her neck- or rather her scar again but that was as natural as playing with her hair – as she noted Arden seemed to do that quite frequently.

Arden was happy at the fact that the two of them seemed to be getting along but then there was that other feeling nagging in the back of her head. She was jealous. She was jealous of Gabriel talking to Aurora and of Aurora talking to him. Then again it wasn't that big of a deal and the jealousy was little. She smiled as she watched the two talk, and Aurora slowly open up more. They looked like brother and sister. With that thought a wave of nausea washed over and she was pulled into a nightmare.

"Elijah!" Arden smiled. Her smile however was worried she would be late to her recital if he didn't drive faster.

He looked back at her and smiled knowingly. They were close and the connection the two had could be seen miles away.

Elijah Kennedy knew his baby sister was excited and stressed and worried. He shook his head and decided he didn't like seeing that look on her little face. He smiled "Alright, alright. Little bird?"

Her doe like honey eyes looked up at him through the car mirror. She tilted her head wondering what her brother wanted. Was he not going to stay for her show? No. She decided that wasn't the case because he was still smiling at her. The nine year old smiled back widely, making sure to show as much of her teeth as possible because one day Elijah told her that she looked the prettiest like that and she wanted to make him happy.

He only laughed and shook his head at her goofy grin. His handsome face grew more attractive as his dimples shone through and his dark hair messily fell into his face. Only his sister could make him smile like that.

"Let's play a game ok?" He grinned as he came up to a stop sign. The car didn't slow as it should have. Elijah scrunched his eye brows together in confusion. His foot was on the peddle. He lifted it and placed it down harder this time to make sure.

His heart sped up as he looked back at his sister. She's too young. The stop sign was long gone now, he had passed by when it was red, nearly missing a car or two as he drove by.

"Mk!" She giggled

The breaks still wouldn't work.

He drove on

The car would only speed up.

Time slowed.

Arden giggled unaware.

He smiled at her again, this time he knew it would be the last light he drove through before he would run out of road.

He tried to slow it down

"It's called…the I love you game. Have you ever heard of it?"

Arden pouted, she wanted to play Simon says or some other game, maybe a math one even…just so she could practice. But…the 'I love you game' seemed childish. She was nine. She wasn't that little.

"No." she sighed

"I'll start ok and you can go after me then I'll go again and so on ok?" Seeing her little head bob up and down he started. "I love how you dance all around the house and how you smile. Your turn."

The road was almost ended

"Uhh do I really have to?" There was a desperate look on his face that she had never seen before. She was scared. "OK umm I love how you spin me around on your shoulders and how you tuck me in bed at night even when mommy and daddy don't." She grinned

Elijah laughed musically and closed his eyes, he was no longer driving.

"I love how when I wake up you're the first person I see and always have a big hug for me." She went on.

Arden noticed the road was gone.

"I love you Arden."

She screamed

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