* It's the continuation!!! Hurrah! Um lets see this is a little trippy but really cool so just bear with it, all will be reviled in time, if you are confused GOOD! Cause that's what you're supposed to be damn it! Have fun….*
The darkness faded Chloe looked up, she was no longer in her dormitory. The tall green tress of a forest surrounded her, Chloe had no idea where she was. The last thing that she had remembered was that she was in the Gryffindor common room getting ready to go to bed. She had just kissed Oliver good night, she remembered that it was a very good kiss. After that she had climbed the stairs to the dormitory, her roommates were already asleep. Then she was here, standing on a path in the middle of a thickly settled forest. Her mind was spinning, she needed to get back. She called out for help. Her voice echoed through the wood. It suddenly dawned on Chloe that her voice was the only sound in forest. There were no birds singing, no squirrels rummaging through the undergrowth, nothing but the distant sound of her voice resonating off the trees and the sound of her heavy breathing.
Chloe looked around in the hopes of seeing something vaguely familiar, but there was nothing. She took a few steeps along the path, still she saw nothing that was of any help to her.
"Fuck!" she cried in desperation.
Chloe had no idea why she did what she did. Something inside her just told her to do it. She broke away from the path and started to run deeper into the forest. She tried to tell herself to stop but it was as if her legs wouldn't listen to her brain, they carried her deeper and deeper into the forest. Finally after about a quarter of an hour running she collapsed in exhaustion. She felt tears spring to her eyes. Slowly she lifted her head up, what she saw made her topple over.
Standing before her was a castle, almost five times the size of Hogwarts. However, it was in shambles. An impressive iron gate, hung to one side covered in red rust. Beyond it was the remains of a once extensive garden that was now over grown and plagued with weeds. In the center of the garden a shattered fountain stood. The path that ran through the garden led up to the castles main marble stairs, which were chipped and covered in dirt and mud. The main wood door had splintered and looked as if a small wind would do away with it. Ivy grew up tall stone walls of the castle, engulfing the once beautiful stained glass windows. The tops of some of the highest towers had caved in and the walls between them were crumbling.
Chloe got slowly to her feet. Instantaneously she felt dizzy and the same sensation that she had felt in Hogsmead spread though out her body. She had to lean on a dead tree for support. She looked at the castle once again and got the impression that she had been there before, a long time ago.
Suddenly the castle changed before her eyes. The Ivy slowly began to recoil, reviling beautiful white stone walls. The towers began to build themselves back up again, the walls did the same and the big wooden door lost its splinters and glistened in the sunlight. The weeds in the garden shrunk back into the ground and the plants began to grow. The broken fountain stood up right and water began to flow freely out of its many faucets. The iron gate lost its rust and stood strong and tall. The castle was no longer in shambles, it now looked grander than Hogwarts.
Chloe's jaw dropped in amazement, she rubbed her eyes and when they came back into focus the castle was as it was before. Rotting and horrid. Chloe shook her head in disbelief. 'What the hell is this place?' she thought to herself. She walked uneasily towards the chameleon castle. As she got closer she caught little glimpses of the castle in its grander. The stained glass windows would become clear and bright as if a great light were shinning out of them. Then they would quickly return to being dark and sullied. She could sometimes hear a dog barking and children laughing in the distance, then as quickly as they came the sounds would disappear and she would be left listening to the gentle wind.
Chloe reached the gate, but as she went to move it aside the scene before her melted away and was replaced with the castle as it was hundreds of years ago. The now rust-free iron-gates towered above her, closing off her entryway to the castle. Chloe reached out a hand to pull them aside.
As her fingers wrapped around the handle a pain like she had never felt before surged through her body. Chloe cried out in agony and tried to remove her hand, but it wouldn't budge. The pain continued to plusate through her veins. Tears streamed down her face as her screams pierced the silence of the forest. The pain clouded her thoughts and blinded her, she began to wish that she would just die. Her arm was becoming numb and she could no longer feel her hand. Her vision became clouded as it was as if some one had put a white sheet over her head.
She began to panic, and tried with all her might to get her hand off the gate. Abruptly the pain stopped and her vision cleared, only now she was not standing in front of the gate but rather in a large hall. People dressed much like those that she saw in Hogsmead were dancing to the music of a magical orchestra playing behind her. Laughter filled the air, a young witch, not much older then Chloe, dressed in a beautiful white robe was sitting in a throne at the front of the hall, beside her were three cribs, and sitting behind her was an old wizard who reminded Chloe of Dumbledore. Chloe tried to ask them where she was but the searing pain came back and the world turned once again to white.
As every thing cleared up, Chloe looked around and realized that she was still in the same hall but the scene was very different. The people who had been dancing were now running here and there in a blind panic. Screams and cries filled the air. The old wizard stood in front of the throne trying to call everyone's attention, the young witch was standing behind him cradling three babies. Somewhere behind Chloe shot a blast of green light, it hit the ceiling, causing part of it to cave in, and ricocheted off hitting a group of frightened witches and wizards killing them instantly. A witch who could not have been more then five years old cried out in heartache "Mommmy!" as she ran toward her dead mother, a piece of the rickety ceiling dislodged and was plummeting towards the girl. Chloe tried to run and save her but she doubled over as the pain once again spread through her veins. She was able to look up at the crowd, she could not see the girl, in her place was the jagged ceiling tile. To her horror Chloe saw that sticking out from under it was a limp arm. She screamed in anguish as the pain doubled. Suddenly more blasts of green came from the doorway, one hit the old wizard and he fell to the ground. Another one was aimed at the young witch who jumped aside just in time. The last one hit the ceiling above Chloe, shards of stone came hailing down. One hit Chloe in the foot breaking all of her bones, she staggered and fell. Unable to move Chloe looked up and her heart froze. An immense block of stone directly above her was teetering on its side about to fall. Another blast of green light shook the hall and the block came hurdling down, Chloe closed her eyes and joined in the screams of terror and anguish.
*tee hee, another cliff hanger! Aint I a stinka? Please please review cause I lack self esteem and can only function with the feedback of others…..*