*Hola amigos! Como estan Ustedes? Ok enough with the spanish crap! Here is the new chapter…and I am sorry for those of you who couldn't read my last chapter because SOMEHOW THE WHOLE STORY WENT INTO FANFICTION LIMBO!!!!! Ok that just pissed me off so I apologies to those of you who were unable to read it… but you can read it now so it's all good! J J So this part is a long the freaky lines…being that it's chapter 13 and all. NO I AM NOT SUPERSTIOUS WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET THAT IDEA J um important to remember that it takes place during the 2nd book. Ok then that's all I have to say…enjoy*

With her breath catching in her throat Chloe ran blindly in to the black abyss that lay before her. Tripping on her robes she stumbled and fell hard on the floor of the cold stone hallway. She thrust her hands out in front of her to cushion the impact. However, although he hands caught most of the brute force of the fall Chloe's knees could not be spared. Searing pain pulsated up her wrists and around her knees and up her thigh where it dispersed and settled in different parts of her body. The preternatural shuffling behind grew in its speed and intensity. Forgoing the immense pain Chloe got to her feet and vaulted up the rickety wooden staircase. The encumbrance of her wounded knees slowed her down considerable. By the time she had reached the hallway on the next floor she could hear the turbid breathing of her attacker behind her. With a sudden bust of energy Chloe sprinted down the dark hall, illuminated only by the dim glow of

the diametrical candles mysteriously floating by the walls. She slowed to less then a jog as the pain in her knees threatened to overcome her. Heart pounding she looked in vain to find some sort of escape route, a disappearing/reappearing door, any sort of aperture, anything that would give her at least some moments to her advantage. But there was nothing.

Chloe's fast flowing blood froze in her veins as the husky wheezing became apparent to her ears once again. Limping as fast as she could Chloe tried to get away. Her wounded knees scream at her to stop but the fear took control and led her down the twisting hallways. The shuffling and breathing became closer and closer. Running out of time Chloe took one last look around the barren hallway. There was still nothing but the flaming torches. A small wave of relief spread quickly through her body, why hadn't she thought of it sooner. Limping over to the stone wall Chloe lifted her bloody hands to the torch above her. Her shaking fingers wrapped around the rough wooded shaft. She pulled at it, but it didn't move, the shuffling was slowing as it neared her. Franticly, Chloe tugged at the stalwart torch with all of her strength but it wouldn't move. The cloaked assassin moved in closer and closer, through the dim firelight

Chloe could see it's horrific outline. It was thin and hunched over, it looked to be about five feet tall. The firelight danced on the tattered edges of the attacker's haggard robes. Ignoring the fear gripping her heart Chloe pulled more and more decisively at the floating torch. The ragged figure continued towards her in a slow, rhythmic, morbid pace. Chloe pressed her back against the wall waiting for what was to come. What she saw engulfed her mind in pure terror and sickening disgust.

The figure slowly stepped into the pool of light emanated from the torch. At the ground just a few inches away from Chloe's feet appeared a twisted, sooty, pointed black boot. And from it stemmed the bottom torn hem of the rancid ebony cloak. From with in the shadows protruded something so abominable, Chloe thought that she was going to be sick. A pale wrinkled deformed orb emerged into the light. Had it not been for the two sickly fogged over black eyes and chapped lips, Chloe would have never thought that it was a head of some sort. Any place where hair should have been there where patches of sallow flaking skin. It looked like a recently decomposed body and smelled even worse. The eyes fluttered around the wall not seeming to be able to focus. But when they finally rolled onto Chloe the gaunt face broke into a hideous smile bearing, yellow partly broken teeth. But despite the lack of dental hygiene the smile was just a malicious as the bearing intended it to be. The haunted face moved closed to Chloe. She didn't know what made her do it but she closed her eyes and pushed her arm forward, remarkably her thoughts were perfectly clear. She opened her eyes and to her own astonishment her attacker was hovering near the ceiling some four feet away from her, surprised she dropped her arm and the thing fell to the floor. It lay there stunned for a few moments before getting up giving Chloe the time she needed to give her a head start down the hall.

She ran as fast as she could forgetting her bleeding out of shape kneecap. Speeding up as fast as she could she turned the corner and ran into something, soft like another person.

"Hold on there, there is no need for speed." Said the jovial voice, who Chloe recognized immediately as Professor Lockhart.

"Professor!" She screamed "Professor we have to run-"

"Now, now I agree with you that excerise is essential to keep oneself fit and trim, but really running around late at nigh is not the answer. I think that you will find my book Running with Dragons: A healthy way to stay fit while fighting the Dark Arts very helpful, especially page-"

"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! THERE IS SOMETHING OUT THERE WE HAVE TO LEAVE RIGHT NOW!" Chloe made a grab for Lockhart's hand but he pulled it away.

"Oh pish-posh!" he dismissed her pleas, "Anyways like I was saying, in chapter four there was-wait or was it five-let's see now, no no it was four. Anyway,"

"LISTEN TO ME" Chloe pushed the professor down the corridor, "WE HAVE TO GO GET PROFESSOR DUMBLEDORE, THERE IS SOMETHING IN THE CASTLE, IT WAS TRYING TO KILL ME!"

"What's all this?" A maniacal voice hissed from the darkness.

"Good evening Serevus." Lockhart smiled calmly

Chloe grimaced, she hated Snape more than anything but at least he would listen to her, wouldn't he?

"Professor please we have to get Dumbledore, there is a thing in the castle it just now tried to kill me please come with me."

Chloe started out down the hall but Snape's cold hand wrapped around her arm and stopped her.

"Professor come on. WE DON'T HAVE TIME!" She tried to rid herself of Snape's grasp but to no avail.

A cruel foreboding smile spread through Snape's face, illuminating his hollow eyes maliciously.

"This is just perfect, I couldn't have planed it better myself."

Chloe couldn't believe what she was hearing. She thrashed against Snape trying to get away.

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