Nyctohylophobia- Fear of dark wooded areas or of forests at night
Faye had been fairly focused over the next few days, and had successfully made it to the game with Ravenclaw vs. Gryffindor. Gryffindor succeeded to win, and at the moment they were out of the race. To get them back into the race, they'd need to defeat Hufflepuff. They'd lost mainly because of how distracted Cho had gotten with the sun in her eyes.
She'd lost track of time, they'd just come to Hogsmeade and she already couldn't remember the day as she'd began to head to the Three Broomsticks.
"What day is it" asked Faye as she sat down across from Nott.
"December 5th" said Theodore.
Faye coughed, nearly choking on the Butterbeer.
"Don't choke" said Blaise.
"What time is it" asked Faye.
"Two p.m. actually" said Theodore.
Faye spotted someone approaching the upstairs steps, and she turned to see Malfoy going up and through the door.
"Where ya' going" asked Theodore.
"I'll be right back" said Faye getting up from her seat, and going up the steps.
The door was locked, and she was quite against breaking into a shut door. However, she wasn't against finding out what Malfoy was up to. Faye placed her hood up, when she was sure Blaise and Nott were in a good steady conversation she took out her wand.
"Alhomora" she mumbled.
It unlocked, and she entered the door, and behind it was merely another bar. She spotted Malfoy speaking to someone in a booth with two others. By their left forearms looking quite smaller then there other, she could tell they were Death Eaters as well.
As she made it to a stool at the bar, she noticed some people began to dance in the center floor.
"Lunatics they are" mumbled a familiar voice.
Faye lowered her head slightly, and the bartender placed a butterbeer in front of her and winked at her. The woman looked fairly familiar. As was the wink, she could not put a name with the face. Next she saw the long hair, and Faye didn't dare drink.
It looked a lot like an Irvine sister.
"Couldn't agree more Rowle, they'll get us all caught" hissed the other.
Rowle was the first, and the second was Argo Avery.
"What are we supposed to do? The dark lord posts us in the Three Broomsticks, just to bring the Malfoy boy back" hissed Rowle.
"Go along with what Ravenous is doing, picking up someone way too young for him" said Argo.
"He hasn't been as successful as Lucius would be, if he were here" said Rowle.
"Please, Lucius is better to Narcissa now" said Argo.
Faye made her hair have a reddish tint, making it look blackish red. She then lowered her hood, being a Metamorphamagus did have it's benefits.
"The dark red head is awfully pretty" she heard another say.
She would've neared closer to Draco, but she could feel a low pain in her stomach and would enjoy keeping it low.
"My, my...what are we doing wandering alone" said Rowle.
Faye looked up, and noticed that both Rowle and Argo had neared her.
"I'm not wandering, I know exactly where I am" said Faye.
"Of course not" Argo said, then giving Faye a wink.
Rowle's dark mark was showing slightly on his arm.
"Scared" asked a gruff voice from behind her.
She turned, and saw Fenrir standing right behind her.
"Haven't I seen you before" asked Fenrir.
"You needn't worry dear, Greyback thinks he's seen everyone before" said Argo.
"I do agree with Greyback...who was your mother girl" asked Rowle.
"Dawn Gromwell" Faye said quietly.
"Pardon" asked Rowle.
"Dawn Gromwell" said Faye.
Then suddenly Faye threw down an ash bomb she'd gotten awhile back, it created a large puff of smoke. The room was filled with the dark dust, as she crept close to the door. A claw lunged out towards her, and Fenrir growled.
Faye felt the uneasieness in her stomach, and could tell Draco was somewhere around here.
"What the bloody hell was that" hissed Lucius Malfoy from somewhere near.
She bolted underneath a table, and could see nothing but the dust.
"I've had enough" hissed Rowle.
"Gustius" said Rowle.
The ash cleared, and Fenrir stood in a strange position He held a purple scarf, Faye touched her neck. As she took her hand away it revealed her dark red blood, Fenrir had her scarf.
"Ravenclaw" growled Fenrir.
Fenrir looked over to the table, and Faye clung closely to the table so he could not see her. When he began to near, she began to worry. When Fenrir threw back the table, Faye was gone. Fenrir roared loudly.
Faye arrived outside, and rested herself on a snow covered rock.
"Faye" said Michael.
"Oh, hi Michael" said Faye.
"It's 9 p.m., we were all worried" said Michael.
"Sorry" said Faye.
"Are you alright Faye" asked Michael, noticing Faye's neck.
Faye's eyes widened with fear.
"Run Michael, get away" said Faye.
Michael turned around, and there was Fenrir Greyback. Fenrir threw him as though he was a small boulder. Michael was surrounded by others in mere seconds, and Faye took the chance of the crowd surrounding to escape.
Faye looked to the forest, the Death Eaters were approaching. She was well afraid of them now, and especially if Fenrir could catch her scent in the air so easily.