Callie woke up early on the Friday morning. She slipped out of bed quietly and walked over to the window, looking both ways before she pushed a loose rock aside. A small piece of paper was crammed into the little hole, crinkled, and worn. Callie went to pick it up, hesitated, sighed, and pulled the worn parchment out. She unfolded it and smoothed out the creases, her eyes roaming over the smooth, neat letters.
Callie,
Already it is you're 4th birthday, and what a year you've had. Lucious is still recovering from your last prank, I must admit, you push his buttons like no other. This letter will probably not make sense to you until you are older, but I have a feeling I won't be around to give you advice then. You are capable of greatness Callie, do not listen to those who tell you otherwise. You will grow into a strong woman, and I have only on thing to ask of you, do not follow in his footsteps. You are not doomed to lead a life like his, you have a beautiful heart Callie, let people into it. You have experienced the heartbreak of a full-grown woman, the pain of a tortured man, the loss of a war victim, and the love of a pebble in someone's shoe. The mark on your arm does not define you, it guides you, The mark on your arm shows you what you are turning from, do not let it control your actions. Remember who you are, and that love tends to find a way. Good luck in this unfair world, I know you will make a difference in it.
Yours truly, forever
Narcissa B. Malfoy
A single tear ran down Callie's face and she wiped it away impatiently, gently folding the letter back up and sticking it in the niche. She turned from the window and walked into the bathroom, turning the shower in burning hot and stepping in, she didn't want to go to class today.
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Dakota waited patiently in the room, his eyes closed, focused on ridding his mind of all thoughts. He found this rather difficult as his mind kept straying to a certain blonde. Giving up with a sigh he got up off the ground, rolling his shoulders and neck as he walked towards the door, just as he reached out to open it, the very object of his thoughts hurtled through it, trying to contain her laughter.
"Alexa?"
The girls eyes shot up to his and they widened, showing her surprise, she hadn't quite mastered hiding emotions yet.
"Oh, Dakota, I didn't know you were in here, I'll just…leave, yeah, leave. Okay, well, goodbye."
With that she turned to walk out the door, but, right as she opened it a screech was heard,
"ALLEEEXXXAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!"
Alexa quickly backed up and closed the door, Dakota raised and eyebrow as she pulled out her wand and started throwing locking spells at it, he half expected Voldemort himself to be on the other side trying to get in with all the effort she was putting into it.
"Umm, do I want to know?"
Alexa looked at him and dissolved into laughter again, falling to the floor in a heap of giggling blonde hair.
"Keilly…Ben…broom closet…"
Alexa had had to pause three times to catch her breath, a smile planted on her face.
Dakota raised an eyebrow and watched her, a small smile tugging t his lips. (A/N: I know on the character list I posted I said that Dakota liked Alyssa and Ben and Alexa were dating and that Eric would end up with Ginny weasley and I've decided I don't really like that, I think Harry and Ginny are a must have couple, so I'm making a few changes, sorry about the mix up!)
Alexa wasn't finished just yet though,
"And it was such a good opportunity, I just couldn't pass it up, see, they didn't really know I was there. You know how Keilly and Alyssa always prank me, it isn't fair that I never get to get them back, so I just cast a couple jinxes and laughed, Keilly is over-reacting."
Dakota laughed as something banged against the door, Alexa scurried back, looking slightly worried. With a loud bang the door burst open and Keilly stood in the doorway, covered in some slimy green stuff, Dakota almost gagged when the smell wafted his way, stink sap, from a Mimbulus mimbletonia.
"I am so gunna kill you!"
Alexa shrieked with laughter and ran out the opposite door, her long hair flowing out behind her, Dakota couldn't contain his laughter as Keilly actually growled and chased after the girl.
Dakota watched the door where they had just disappeared when the sound of shoes sliding on stone made him turn back to the door. Ben sprinted through the threshold and bent over, catching his breath.
"You're a little late man."
Ben glowered at Dakota, who realized the boy wasn't covered in stink sap, his train of thought was broken as there was a shout of laughter and Alexa charged back into the room, sprinted by Dakota and Ben, who was still bent double, clutching his heart, Keilly followed after her, no longer covered in the disgusting sap but still looking angry, she passed Dakota and went to run past Ben who tried to stop her by reaching an arm out, he merely succeeded in getting knocked over. Dakota almost fell to the ground laughing as the tired boy got knocked over by the enraged teenage girl.
"Mate, you just got mowed over by 119 pounds of raging teenage hormones, you're pathetic."
Ben glared up at his friend from the floor.
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Callie walked down the corridor with moodily, her eyes focused on the end of the corridor, except she didn't really see it; she saw a very different seen. A beautiful blonde woman sitting at a piano, her fingers flying across the keys with amazing grace and speed. The woman's dark green dress contrasted with her blonde hair beautifully, her stormy grey eyes focused on her hands, watching as the moved over the white and black keys. A little girl sat on the bench beside her. Her medium black curls pulled back with a silver bow, a black dress with a green sash covering her lean body. She looked at the woman and smiled when the woman started humming, a familiar tune. Suddenly a strikingly handsome man was beside the woman, pulling her hands away from the piano. Callie watched the little girl with big brown eyes glare at the man as he yelled at his wife, watched as the girl seemed to shimmer and fade, a blackish aura surrounding her, she watched as the black cloud exploded, making the man fly away from the woman, she watched as the little girl ran to the blonde woman's side, tears rolling down both their faces. She watched as the blonde man got up slowly, blood leaking from his lip, watched as he advanced on the little girl, watched as he pointed his wand at her, watched his mouth form the words.
Callie was wrenched from her memory as someone slammed into her. Her body was still tingling slightly as her nervous system remembered the first time it came in contact with the cruciatus curse.
"Oh sorry, didn't see you there."
Callie looked up into the stormy grey eyes, eyes so familiar,
"Malfoy, watch where you're going."
The blonde boy rolled his eyes and jumped up, not bothering to offer his hand to the girl as she had already climbed to her feet.
"I'd watch where you were going if I were you Callie, you won't always win."
Callie smirked at him winding her fist back
"Wanna bet Malfoy?"
Draco didn't take a step back but stared at her fist with a slightly fearful expression,
"Not right now, sorry to disappoint Callie, but I have someplace to be."
It was then Callie felt the burning feeling in her arm, her left arm.
"Oh yes, can't let you be late for your death eater meetings, tardiness just isn't accepted in that society, I almost forgot."
Draco sneered at her, striding past her down the hall.
"Hey Malfoy, how's your mother?"
Draco whipped around and grabbed his wand, pointing it at Callie who didn't flinch or make a move to grab her own, in fact, se had left it in her room, there was no need for it in this school.
"Stay away from my mother. If you get so much as ten miles near her, I will personally kill you."
Callie laughed at his empty threat and stepped forward so that his wand was pressed against her chest,
"You wouldn't kill me Draco, you don't posses that kind of mercy."
Draco looked at her with an eyebrow raised,
"Interesting way of phrasing that sentence Callie, am I to take it death is a relief for you?"
Callie scoffed and pushed his wand down,
"More of a vacation. There are worse things then death, tell that to your master for me."
Draco turned and walked down the hall, Callie turned and headed back in the opposite direction, thinking about her childhood once more.
