*At long last !!!!!!!!! Chapter two!!!!!!!!! Yaaaaaaaaay me! Go team whoo hoo and all that junk! Hold on to your britches folks, in this chapter we are introduced to Charlottes' Point of view, so YAy! This should be fun, no?*

***Disclaimer: Harry potter and all affiliated characters places and things are property of J.K. Rowling and her publishers. The only original thing about this story so far is Charlotte, so once again, I beg of you do not sue me.***

Birds that can't fly

She could tell he was somewhere in the room with her, it was so cold there. She couldn't see him, it was far to dark in the room. Frantically she searched the pockets of her robe for her wand , certain that if she could create enough light to see him all her fears would be calmed. Nothing, it simply wasn't there. How could I forget my wand? She was furious with herself , already in a dangerous situation, and now she could hardly hope to defend herself.

Where was he? She stood stalk still. Just listening. She breathed through her nose to slow down her breaths and make them silent. He could see her, she was almost certain. She could here his breathing, it echoed off the walls and the ceiling. A shudder wracked her body. She fought down the onslaught of terror threatening to overwhelm her. IN order to get out of this she would have to keep her head. Still again. The waiting was enough to drive her mad.

"Miserere Mei" The voice came right in her ear, that hot sticky breath covered her neck. Charlotte released a primal scream. When she woke up she was still screaming.

Quickly she rolled over and grabbed her wand off the nightstand "Lumos!" instantly the small dormitory was bathed in glowing light. Her heart was beating out of control, her breaths were short and irregular. Hoping that no one had been awakened by her scream she jumped out of bed and knelt by t=the trunk at the foot of it.

"Where is it?" She mumbled frantically pawing through the trunk. "Where the hell did I put it?" she was almost sobbing in her fear, beads of perspiration clung to her forehead despite the cool air wafting in through the window. "Thank God." She whispered finding a rolled up pair of socks.

Trembling, she unrolled it and slipped out a little glass vile on a chain. Inside were the ground up ingredients of a potion that could be brewed at a moments notice. She clutched the vile and sat down on her bed, rocking back and forth back and forth, repetitive motion always calmed her down. Slowly she began to return to her normal state. Just holding the vile had made her feel secure.

She examined the stopper and wondered if she should take some. Charlotte sighed, she was so certain that she would have been safe from it here. It was disheartening to know that her troubles could reach her even under Dumbledores' care.....

All of a sudden she was very glad that she didn't have to share a dorm with anyone else, thinking that it may be difficult to explain her peculiar night time habits, although it may have been a comfort not be alone in this room.

Suddenly very thirsty she grabbed a glass from her nightstand and headed out to the common room. It was silent and empty, although the fire still burned merrily in the fire place. Quietly she padded across the common room and reached the bathroom door. She stepped inside enjoying the echoing qualities that bathrooms always had. She fought the urge to sing, knowing the acoustics in a bathroom like this would be wonderful. Smiling she walked to the sink. When Charlotte arrived she looked in the mirror.

What she saw made her drop her glass and scream in terror. In her mad rush to escape the image she dashed over the shard of broken glass slicing open her foot several times. However Charlotte didn't car, all that particularly mattered to her right now was getting away from that face, those glowing eyes, that evil smile......... She slammed the bathroom door behind her and slid to the floor sobbing.

Why? she thought now feeling the pain of her injuries, a small but still impressive pool of blood surrounding her Why here? I thought I left a it all behind.................why is this happening?

Apparently the noise had been louder than she had intended because the door to both the boys and girls dormitories flew open. Hermione followed closely by Fleur rushed form the girls dorms while the Weasley twins , Harry and Ron seemed to have reached the door to the boys dorms at the same time and the lot of them had gotten stuck halfway through.

Hermione stopped short at the sight of the blood. But fleur ran straight to Charlotte and began speaking French in worried and frantic tones. Meanwhile the boys had managed to sort thing out and had formed a small cluster around Charlotte and Fleur. Actually Ron had gone to Hermione and guided her gently to a nearby chair asking if she wanted some water. When Hermione said no Ron had joined the rest of the group.

They were all trying to understand the serious conversation that was occurring between the two girls. But none of them knew any French, or understand it well enough to keep up with there fast paced conversation. Finally Fleur looked over at them.

"Harry, Ron go vite! Find Madame Pomfrey or Professor McGonigall !Vite ! Vite!" she ordered. Harry and Ron immediately complied and ran out of the portrait hole. "Fred and George is it?" she asked. " please go try and clean up ze glass on ze floor in zere. I will look after her." The boy's nodded and headed into the bathroom.

Hermione listened intently as Fleur and Charlotte resumed their conversation. Charlotte was finding it hard to speak through her sobs. Sometimes she would just say the same words over and over again while fleur crooned Cherie and tried to calm her.

Very quickly Harry and Ron returned with both Madame Pomfrey and Professor McGonigall, both looking sleepy and worried.

"What happened here?" Asked Madame Pomfrey rushing over and immediately tending to Charlottes mangled feet.

Charlotte blushed "It was an accident-I-I was in the bathroom getting a glass of water and I accidentally dropped my glass.................I don't know what possessed me to walk through it.....................I just wasn't thinking clearly I guess.........it's no big deal....really......just a dumb accident.......I don't know what's gotten into me." she said sheepishly.

Professor regarded her with a vague look of suspicion on her face, decided not press the issue right that moment. Instead she asked Madame Pomfrey if she could fix it. Madam Pomfrey smiled at Charlotte and told her to stand up. Fleur aided the shaking girl to her feet. To the relief of everyone Charlottes foot had been expertly healed by the school nurse. Who was now sternly warning Charlotte to be more careful in the future. Charlotte in turn thanked Madame Pomfrey profusely. It was a while before the two adults left and they were alone again. Fleur and Charlotte had taken seats next to the fire. Harry , Ron and Hermione had gone up to bed. When George and Fred emerged from the bathroom they both asked what had happened. Charlotte fed them the same lame excuse she had used with the two older ladies.

Fred frowned and his brow furrowed slightly with concern. "Are you sure you're aright?" he asked trying desperately to keep the concern in his voice to a minimum lest he spend the rest of the night being taunted by George.

She smiled up at him Faintly " Yeah I'm fine, it was so stupid of me, I guess I'm just accident prone.... you should all get to bed , you too Fleur, it's a huge day tomorrow."

Her friend smiled and stood. "Good night my friend, we shall speak in the morning , no?" said Fleur.

"Sure." Charlotte answered. Gratefully she watched the three of them leave. She pulled the vile out from the pocket of her Pyjamas and sighed heavily. I was so hopping I could thro this out here.............maybe I never will.

Unwilling to go back to her dorm Charlotte sat in the chair and watched the night pass through the window. She craved sleep but feared dreams. Tomorrow I'll tell Dumbledore....... She thought as the fire slowly died. "And I'll ask Professor Snape to let me make some dreamless sleep potion...what was that called again.......?

Just as the sun came up Charlotte returned to her room and changed into her robes, determined that this would not get the better of her. Somehow she though determinedly I'll get through this, I've got to.............

Okay so that was chapter 2 I know I know it still isn't very good but see I sorta introduced a plot, which is an accomplishment in itself. Just keep reading and soon, soon I promise I will get to the good stuff, I was just establishing.............Fabula? Discourse? Darn school! Can't remember a thing anymore...........Any way please review, try not to be toooo terribly mean....please. Well I gotta go, gotta get up early tomorrow. Love you all *Blows kisses to the crowd.* *Crowd boos and throws tomatoes at her*