Chapter Six: Medal Of Honor
Lita sat against her trunk, staring down at what she had just discovered. A long thin wooden box, her name in graved upon it rested on top of her small pile of newly bought robes. Slowly, she opened it and her eyes sparkeled. A silver medal on a thick blue and white ribbon sttled neatly inside of the box. The silver was modeled into a pentagream, a skull in the center. A note was fitted into the top of the box.
"The time is now. You have until 12:00 a.m. tonight, be silent, be stealthy." Lita stared at the medal, running her fingers over the smooth metal. She looked outside, she had the cover of darkness, the best time would be now. Lita snapped the box shut and hid it under her robes. Unnoticed, Lita snuck out of her dormitory and out of the common room, most students were to deep in their studies to notice her. The Slytherin Common Room was in the dungron, she had heard Slughorn talk about it once, he had a big mouth somtimes. On her order, Wrath had given her the password, incase she needed to get to him. One thing you could say about Lita, she was always prepared for the worst.
"Password?" An elderly man within a painting asked tiredly.
"Dracones." The portrait bowed it's head and the painting lifted up, revealing a set of stairs. The hallway was lit in green light, the ceiling was made of crystal, she had read about how Salazar Slytherin had built the Slytherin Common Room under the Black Lake from a book she had borrowed from Hermione. The hallway was short, voice met her ears quickly, as if on a trampoline, Lita jumped into the Common Room rafters. Leather couches surrounded by the central fireplace, green light eminated from the torches on the wall, the fire was an emerald green. Ghostly shadows were casted upon the students faces.
Lita gracefully jumped from one stone beam to another, attracting no attention at all. She leaped and grabbed onto an archway, swinging onto a set of stone steps. She walked up a spiral staircase, there were seven doors, like the Gryffindor Dormitory, one for each year.
"I wish Jake had told me which dormitory the snake was in." Lita pushed the door open to the seventh year dormitory. No one was inside, as she expected for she heard no sounds coming from behind the door she had opened.
The dormitory was much like the Gryffindor's in furniture arrangement. Five four-poster beds were spaced out around the room, green and silver replaced gold and red, snakes replaced lions. A pair of silver eyes looked above looked above the doorway. A thick, coiled up snake made of stone settled frozen aboce the doorway.
Lita looked around the room, she was to short to reach above the door, she needed something to make her taller. She grabbed the nearest trunk and pushed it up against the door. Reached up above her head, she attempted to grab the snake. She let out a small scream and fell backwards, landing on the stone floor hard on her back. She stared up in disbelieve, holding her hand. The moment she had touched the snake, it had come alive and bit her. Two small drops of blood slid down her hand as the snake looked down at her, tongue sticking out at her.
"And to think, I thought this was going to be easy." The snake stretched out, it had to be at least twenty feet long uncoiled, and slithered to the floor. It raised it's head, it's jeweled green eyes staring at her intently. Lita let out a slow sigh and waited, staring back at the stone snake. It lunged and she jumped back, standing on the end board of one of the beds. She moved her hand as the snake slithered up one of the posters of the bed. There was a moment, as though time stood still. Lita could hear nothing but her own breath, it was the calm before the storm.
There was a hissing from above, the snake lowered it's head to meet her gaze, it's tongue poked from between it's jaws. The snake's body was still atop the vail, the snake's head level with her eyes. It opened it's moth wide, bearing it's fangs. She shrieked and fell backwards, bouncing on the bed. The stone snake landed on her heavily, crashing her ribs. She stared at it with frightened silver eyes as it reared it's head, ready to strike, ready to kill.
A large growl filled the room, the snake's head twist around. A large black panther stood in the center of the room. Body crouched, ears back, fangs blaring. The panther leaped, fangs digging into the stone snake's neck, it couldn't turn it's head to bite the large black cat. For what seemed like hours the snake struggled to be released from the cat's jaws until finally it grew limp. The cat sat in the middle of the room, ears up, staring at Lita with a pair of beautiful gold eyes, expecting praise.
"Good kitty...?" Lita jumped as the door knob jiggled. She jumped off the bed and grabbed the snake from the panthers mouth, searching for a way out. The panther turned it's back, facing the door, then looked back at Lita. The cat flicked it's head, as if intructing her to ride on it's back. Whoever was behind the door began to pound on it, trying to get it the door open. Lita climbed onto the cat's back, it crouched.
The cat lifted a large paw and batted away the trunk with ease. The door opened and with rapid movements the cat jumped over the two figures standing in the door way. Papers flew everywhere as the cat jumped across the walls and out of the common room, every Slytherin looking towards the open portrait hole.
Draco Malfoy and Jason Wolf stood in front of the doorway of the seventh year boys dormitory. "What the hell was that?" Draco asked, straightening his robes. Jason looked above the doorframe, noting the snake was gone. He lowered his head, and smirked to himself. "What's so funny?"
"They've finally found another." Draco raised an eyebrow and looked back out the door. "They've finally replaced me."