The Darkness is Unleashed
~*By Alanna the Lioness*~
A/N: Back, and ready for a
whole new revamp! Hermi is going to toughen up, Alex…umm…*winces*…DID get Ron,
sorry. Neways, here we go…hope this is more mature and believable for y'all…
BTW….it's been over a month
since I last updated this…..how did you find it?
DISCLAIMER: You ARE insane
if you think I'm JKR.
Dear all my little
enemies,
The only writer
I've ever put down is .:Speed Skater:., and that was because, not of her
idea, but because all the words she used; every single sentence, matched up
word-for-word with an old Disney Cinderella book I've had since I was 3 and was
learning to read long books to myself. She plagiarized. Yes, I will swear it.
On my faith, on my life, on my country, and in my own blood, that I am telling
the truth. It was really cowardly of her to ignore my point and try to shove
everyone's anger on me because she was too much of a wimp to admit she was
wrong.
I refuse
to put up with any more of your bloody flames. YOU WERE WRONG TO TAKE HER WORD
FOR IT WHEN YOU DIDN'T KNOW THE WHOLE STORY. AND IF YOU DON'T ADMIT TO THAT,
YOU'RE WORSE THAN COWARDLY. YOU'RE SCUM, AND YOU AREN'T FIT TO HAVE THE
PRIVILEGE TO REVIEW ANYTHING. SO. GAME, SET, AND MATCH.
YOU LOST.
~*'lanna*~
SUMMARY: I'm
writing this whole thing in like 20 minutes. It may be a little….odd. I ain't
spoilin' nuthin'! Read it and see for yerself!!! Lol.
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Ron groaned and
rolled over, clutching his head, his teeth gritted. He felt terrible….
….it was almost as
if something was digging into his mind.
Yes,
something is digging into your mind. The voice laughed scornfully. And what an
interesting mind it is….
Go away, Alex! He snapped…but he wasn't
speaking! What the HELL did you do to me?
Think, Ron,
think. It really isn't that hard…
You…you TOOK
OVER ME??
Not ME,
exactly. My powers. You see, Ron, I am NOT your average American girl….
Good. He growled silently. I
was beginning to wonder if they were all bitchy like you.
I heard that
thought, Weasley. Alex sounded half-offended, half-amused. And from now
on, whenever I want to, I'm going to hear every single thought that comes out
of that red-haired head of yours. Whenever I want to; wherever I want to. 24/7.
Doesn't that sound lovely?
Get out of my
head.
You can't
make me. In fact, you can't make me do ANYTHING. All you can do is shout
pathetic little insults while my powers take over your mind, body, and soul.
Don't you get it? Out with the Brit, in with the American? She laughs at his roar of
fury. You know what our first step is going to be, don't you? Or do you need
explaining on that, too?
Shut up. And
you leave Hermione alone, you hear me?
Hmm..hmm….lalalalalaaaaa….did
you say something?
Your singing
sucks.
I know.
But…that doesn't matter now anymore, does it? Now, come on. We've got work to
do. Ron
glares at her as she emerges from the shadows, and pulls him up, her hazel eyes
now a triumphant blue.
Gotcha. Now
listen up, pretty boy. You aren't the master of your words anymore. You ARE,
however, the master of your actions…but you just wait….in a matter of weeks, it
won't matter anymore.
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Hermione nodded
for about the fifteenth time in the last two minutes, hardly listening to Madam
Pomfrey's warnings, and just wanting…
….to leave the
dratted hospital wing! She sighed, trying not to look bored as the nurse
went into naming a series of remedies that would prevent hemorrhaging, and
tumors, and food poisoning, and bone weakening, and wasn't she paying
attention? This was important for her to know, being a Prefect and having been
subject to several recent attacks.
"I understand, Madam
Pomfrey," Hermione blurted, her expression exasperated. "I KNOW not to handle
snakes, I was only trying to protect a friend!"
Harry slid the door
open, as if he were right on cue. "Madam Pomfrey?" Hermione sighed, this time
with relief, as she stood, gathering the many bottles and potions Madam Pomfrey
had recommended. "Professor Lupin wants to see Hermione for a moment…."
"Very well," Madam
Pomfrey said briskly. "Shoo, now. I can't be wasting the whole day chittering
and chattering with cured students."
Hannah Abbot
walked in, nursing what looked like a broken arm. As Madam Pomfrey rushed to
her aid, Harry seized Hermione's wrist and dragged her out of the hospital
wing. He seemed to be looking rather suspiciously up and down the corridors
before grabbing her wrist again and pulling her into a light run as soon as
they passed the statue of Twevius the Twisted.
"Thanks for
getting me out of that, even if it WASN'T intentional," Hermione hissed. "And
why are we going so fast?"
He didn't meet her
eyes. "You'll see."
"This isn't for
Professor Lupin, is it?" she whispered tartly.
"No. I thought
you'd know me better than that after six years!"
"It's not like I
haven't tried." They raced past Peeves the Poltergeist, who was too interested
in drawing mustaches on the pictures on the wall to notice them.
"Hermione…" they
slowed to a jog, gasping for breath. "There's…..well, you aren't going to like
this….TWO things, actually." They nearly plowed through the portrait hole, and
he led her to a far corner of the common room to one of the sofas, frantically
throwing cushions in his wake.
"Ummm….what are
you doing?"
"You'll
see….now…if I could just FIND the damned thing…"
"You and Ron
both…..your mouths must be made of complete CRUD! Can you spare a MINUTE
without swearing?"
"No," he grunted,
still rummaging. "MY mouth is full of tooth and tongue, thank you. Dunno about
Alex's though…."
Hermione scowled.
"Where IS Alex? She was up in the common room after the attack, I heard…and I
haven't seen her since."
"Who cares?" Harry
rolled his eyes. "She's not my favorite person, and she never will be."
"I am NOT stupid.
Anyone can see you both want to kill each other….." she sighed and looked at
her wristwatch. "3 minutes and counting."
"From what?"
"You're taking too
long."
"Well, sorry, but
I can't remember where I put it."
"Put what?"
Hermione let her eyes wander and settle onto a piece of paper. Her eyes
widened, and she snatched it off the floor, staring.
"Oh…..DAMN." she
whispered, not catching herself in time. Harry heard and looked up, grinning.
"Ha. I KNEW you
couldn't escape! Now YOU'RE a crud-mouth, too! I never thought I'd see the
day…..what?" he asked, suddenly frowning. Hermione looked very upset.
"It isn't THAT
bad, to curse."
"It's not that,"
Hermione snarled, thrusting the piece of paper, which Harry realized was now an
article, at him.
MYSTERIOUS
DEATHS TRIGGER NEW SUSPICIONS: SIGHTINGS OF VAMPIRES IN THE AREA
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WHAT DID YOU DO
TO ME??
Don't you
know what I am, Weasley? I LIVE for draining. She stops and turns,
smiling, the while glow around her again.
Like I give a
damn.
Oh, but
believe me, you WILL give a damn. She smirks. Try brushing up on your Transylvanian
folklore, laddy. Her eyes glow green, and an eerie shriek fills the room.
She laughs at his look of shock. Ah. So now you DO know me.
Bitch! He snarls. I don't see how
you got past Dumbledore and the Sorting Hat so….so….
Neatly? She asks calmly. It
wasn't TOO hard.
I swear, if you
TOUCH MY GIRLFRIEND, I'll—
Sorry, no
contract. She draped her arms around his shoulders, her lips coming close to his
neck. You may not like me now, but you will soon, Ron; believe me, you will.
We vampires
have our ways.
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A/N: Sorry it
was so short!!! R/R!! I want 160 reviews, so that's 10 more!!! GO!!!!
