Chapter 11
It was late. The sun was down, and all lights were out. Kirsten sat in a chair in the dark, waiting for Pansy to walk through their room door. Waiting until she can finally get her revenge. Earlier that day, Duncan returned from the hospital wing fully recovered. He was fine, other than the fact that he didn't remember a thing. Still, Kirsten wanted to get even.
Sitting alone in the dark tested Kirsten's ability to stay awake. She was getting tired, and fast, but still no sign of Pansy. She looked at the clock and saw it was nearly three in the morning. "Forget it." She yawned figuring she must have stayed with someone else and stood up from the chair to head to her bed. That's when she heard the voices. They were both male, and both sounded familiar. She cracked her door and peaked outside. It was Snape and Draco. Why they were up this late, she didn't know. She only caught a short part of their conversation.
"You should not say anything to anyone. Voldemort would only use them against me."
"You can trust me."
"I better."
"Now, what are we going to do? We need to-"Draco stopped in mid-sentence and looked over at the girls dorms.
Kirsten freaked out and went to turn and run to her bed, but instead, she turned and knocked a stack of books on the floor.
Draco and Snape heard and walked over. Since it was the entrance to the girls' dorms, only Snape was able to enter. He peered inside her room and saw the back of Kirsten's head lying in her bed and closed the door.
"She was asleep. It's late. We will talk later."
Draco nodded and walked back to his room.
In Kirsten's room, her head was spinning. Pansy was forgotten and she thought about what they were talking about and what would have happened if they caught her. She managed to slide into her bed just as Snape opened her door. She breathed a sigh of relieve and closed her eyes.
….
The field was teaming with plants of all types and all colors. Some full of rich, beautiful colors, while others were just one single color, but they all were magnificent and gorgeous. She stood in the middle of a vast fragrant field with all types of animals running around. She laughed and was having a good time. She was creating spells that would give wonderful, soft glowing light from her wand. She brushed her free hand through her reddish-brown hair and began watching the animals around her. They stopped being peaceful and were suddenly jumpy. They sprinted every which way. Darting and dashing from something. The girl got twisted around and confused of where to run. She felt a presence behind her, so she looked. And what she saw was horrifying. All the plants lay wilted and brown, and the animals that ran that way were burned into the ground, crying for help, but none came. The sky was gray and full of an over powering stench. A shadowy figure stand amongst the ruins and laughed. Seeing the girl, he creeps closer. She grows cold and clammy at the sight of him. The figure now stood in front of her, his face still hooded and unseen. He didn't speak, but let out strange noises that sounded like an injured animal. She covered her ears, wanting to escape this nightmare. But she couldn't. He kept her rooted in place, unable to take her eyes off of him. When he finally spoke, his voice made her shiver, and he spoke in a chilling, quiet voice, "It is time."
Kirsten awoke, startled by the dream. She looked at her hands and they shook. She found herself sweating badly, so she got up and headed for the shower.
When she returned to her room, she saw a red piece of paper folded on her bed. She opened it and read 'We need to talk.' in scratchy cursive. She knew that writing and instantly remembered last night. Draco. Snape. She needed to talk to Draco, and wanted answers.
…..
Because she was running late, she ran down the hall and flew through the wall. She made her way quickly to the Great Hall and found Draco at his usual spot at the table and went to sit down.
"Someone slept late." Draco said as she sat down.
Kirsten just shrugged her shoulders and looked up, over at Pansy. She sat at the opposite end of the Slytherin table. Pansy just sat and picked at her food. Growing bored, Kirsten looked back at her own plate and grabbed something from the pile of food, "I just, went to bed late. But, I wasn't the only one up." She caught a glimpse of his face. He sat, shocked. "But I see you're fully rested."
"I…couldn't sleep."
"Uh huh. Sure." She stood and grabbed his arm, dragging him out into the hall. "Ok, I'm not dumb. What were you and Snape talking about last night?"
He dropped his head and muttered, "Nothing." He lifted his head and managed a smile.
"You know you're going to have to tell me eventually." She insisted crossing her arms.
"Rather later than now." He agreed leading her back into the Great Hall to finish breakfast.
