Chapter 10

Tabitha couldn't help but roll her eyes at the one who had come up to talk to her. She hadn't at any time care for his company at all since the first time that she had run across him in the dungeons. He had at one time meant to be one of the most. She let out a deep breath as she turned to gaze up at him. "What do you want?" she asked, more like demanded.

He couldn't help but chuckle. At one time, he had been proud of what she was, what she was to become. But now, he didn't feel the same way about her. She had gone away from the side of good toward the side of complete darkness. In her slid from grace, she had burned everyone who had once cared about her. She had isolated herself without even thinking about it. He brushed off his clothing, brushing off the rain from outside. He shot her an arched look. "What do I want?" he asked, as he glanced at the others. "Oh that is simple enough. I am here to put you finally in your place, Tabitha."

That got her to break into a fit of laughter. "I'm sorry, do what?" she asked in a fit of giggles. "No one has ever been able to put me in my place. I am too good with spells and hexes for anyone to even try. They would be dumb to try to go against me."

"Then you can say that I am one of those dumb ones," he replied with a cheeky smile. "After all we know how you deal when it comes to people who are beneath you."

"They…" she pointed to Alexandria. "She is beneath me. She should not be allowed here. She has no place here."

"Says you," he said icy. He shot the others a look. He had been taken back by how Deacon was acting. Being a Crouch, meant he had been raised to be better than the simple folk that lurked the empty, dark corridors of the school, those who only wished that they were from a great wizardry family. He cracked his fingers, shooting a glance over at Voldanita. It had been a long time since he had seen her. "You are slipping away from humanity, Meschelle. Pretty soon your soul will be as dark as the Dark Lord. You will not have any friends around you to come to your rescue."

Tabitha's eyes flashed as her temper flared. "I do not need some helpless twit coming to my rescue!" she snapped. "I never did nor will I ever again. I was able to deal with the problems I faced in the past by myself. I did not go rushing for others to fix my problems like someone else." Her eyes drifted toward Alexandria. "I know where I stand when it comes to my friends."

"Open your eyes, Ravenclaw," he said as his eyes drifted over to Alexandria. "You have no friends. The ones who you used to call friends, are no longer that. They don't want to be burned by you again. They had been there for you, and you simply treated them like crap."

"Says you." Tabitha rolled her eyes and let out a fake yawn. "I'm sorry, but I'm not going to take this crap from idiots like you. I know my place. It is not here with the likes of you."

"Of course not," Alexandria threw out. "We all know that your place is right next to Angel's death bed." She watched as the anger flashed in Tabitha's eyes. "You all thought that I didn't see it." She slowly chuckled and shook her head. "I say it, just didn't care enough to want to do anything about it. It's your life to mess up. You both are gone from my life. I'm not going to spend extra energy to make your lives better when you finally do crash and burn."

That got Tabitha to snort. "I'm sorry, but where you saying something." Alexandria shook her head. "Just because there was a past between us, Marks, doesn't mean anything. I have grown to see why everyone dislikes you."

That got Alexandria to chuckle. "Was that supposed to scare me?" she asked her. "Because I hate to tell you this, Tabitha, but nothing you can say or even do will scare me."

"Oh really?" Tabitha threw out, as she turned to face her. "Should we test that theory?"

"I'm going to take a vote on this and vote no," he said, causing Tabitha to growl and shoot him a harsh glare. "Don't even think about trying to attack me, Tabitha. I am not Jax, Mikal, Lester, or even the much loved Davey. You know better than to raise a hand toward me."

"Watch me," Tabitha growled, as she flicked her wand at Alexandria. "Can you react before I hex her?"

"Expelliarmus!" a voice demanded, causing Tabitha's wand to go flying. She let out a growl as she shot the boy an arched look. "You do know better, Tabitha."

"Shut up, Taka!" Tabitha snapped. "Leave it to you to save your muggle-licker lover."

"Watch your words, girl," Taka replied. "You're not the only one who knows magic."

That got her to break out in a fit of laughter again. "Says you! I am smarter than anyone here. No one knows the amount of spells that I know."

Alexandria took a moment to step between them. "Do you really want to test that theory out?" she asked her. "He's killed students before." Her eyes drifted over to Tabitha. "Have you?"

"Get out of my way, Alexandria!" Tabitha snapped. She flicked her wand at Alexandria without thinking. "Evanesco!" She knew the spell would make Alexandria vanish from before their sight. She didn't care what happened to her. All she wanted was for her to be out of sight and sound for the moment.

At the last second, Samantha lunged forward. She wrapped her arms around Alexandria and they were gone from the room with a single pop. Tabitha let out a scream of pure frustration. Taka couldn't help but smile. "Don't you hate it when things don't go the way you want them to?"

"Oh, shut up!" Tabitha then turned to Taka. "or I will make you shut up."

That got him to chuckle as he took a step toward her. He kept his wand down at his side. "Try your best, Ravenclaw. You say that you know your hexes and spells. But Alexandria had a good point. I have killed in the past. Have you?"

Tabitha rolled her eyes. "Just cause I haven't slid to that low, doesn't mean that I am not better than you, Riddle." She then let out a scoff. "I am…"

"Oh shut up!" Taka snapped. He flicked his wand at her. He had grown tired of her words. She was just rambling now. He didn't even think twice about the spell that he used on her. She took it straight to the chest. It caused her to stumble back in fear and in pain. She let out a loud gasp, as her eyes drifted over to him. "You do know better than to take on someone who is way smarter than you, Tabi."

"Muggle…" Tabitha hissed through the pain. She could feel the cuts slowly open and start to bleed. It wasn't enough damage where she would die, but it was enough that it would case her pain. "…liker."

The others shook their heads at the sight before them. They had seen them fight over the years. At times they acted like the children that they once had been, but then again they acted like the young adults they were becoming. They were both from different life styles, but they were almost the same person. The only real thing that was really separating the two of them, was that Takamara had killed many people, where as Tabitha had not.

Taka shook his head, causing his hair to fall into his face. He had seen so many fall from their designated path. He watched as she took a step forward. She showed no remorse in the fact that she almost wiped her once best friend off the face of the earth with a spell. "What's the matter, Tabitha?" he asked her. "Don't like Muggles now? I thought once upon a time you were from a Muggle family?"

"Leave my family out of this!" Tabitha snapped. "My family is better than the all of yours combined."

"Watch it, Tabitha," Deacon hissed. "Just cause you think you have a goddess-like complex doesn't mean you have the right to drag every one of our families into this fight. We did nothing to you."

"Oh shut up, Crouch!" Tabitha snapped as she turned around to face him. "Oh, you have nothing to say. You can't even defend yourself against the likes of David Jones. He's not even from a well to do family like yours. You should know better than to let some sly choir boy liked Davey Jones."

Deacon's eyes flared. "Just cause you are a head girl, Tabitha, does not mean you have the right to talk to me or anyone in that tone."

That got Tabitha to smirk. "I have every right." She crossed her arms over her chest and shot him a glare. "You think that you have a right to talk to me in that tone, Vampire. You have no right to even be in my presence. None of you have that right."

A light chuckle sounded behind Tabitha and she couldn't help but groan. She turned ever so slowly to face the boy behind her. She flicked her wand at him. "Oh, and here I thought you would be nice to me given our past history?" he asked her. She advanced on him without thinking and the soft smirk across his face fell, as he lunged back, brining up his own wand in protection. "I guess not."