Chapter 4
Pike woke up in the dead of night, and every muscle in his body ached
and his stitches pulled and bit at his skin tightly. He had a horrible
feeling and he couldn't shake it. Something was going to happen, he knew
something was. Slipping on his cloak, he slipped out of bed, the black
crushed velvet enveloping him in darkness. He found his way to the commons
room, in darkness and absolute silence, no one even woke up when he walked
past. He silently sat down in the darkness and pulled the hood of his
cloak over his hair, not even the moonlight could find him.
He looked around silently and he heard voices, he saw a small orange
creature scuttle across the floor, and a few feet behind it followed Pansy
Parkinson. The air that she gave off made him shiver, but he stayed
silent, not knowing whether it was fear or curiosity that kept him silent.
Pansy looked around as if she knew something wasn't quite right, and the
orange creature looked as if he was about to speak, but Pansy cut him off.
"Quiet you fool! Someone is listening, someone is here!" she said.
Pike silently began to weave a protection spell around him, using as
much of his energy as he could muster. "Where's this someone you were
talking about? I don't see anyone!" the orange creature squeaked.
Pansy's eyes glowed with power, "I don't know, I cant find him!"
Pansy cursed.
Pike silently lipped out the words feverishly as he continued the
incantation, and Pansy seemed to get more and more frustrated. "Go! I'll
see you on the morrow, THEN we'll talk." no sooner had she said it, the
orange creature turned away and scurried off. Pansy sat on the couch, and
Pike hardly dared to breathe.
"What on earth are you doing out of bed Ms. Parkinson?" Madame
Pomfrey said, "Oh never-mind that, get in bed..." and Pansy got off the
couch and headed towards the girl's dormitories, "BUT FIRST, do you know if
Pike is still sleeping?" she quietly said.
Pansy's lips curled into a impish looking smile, "No Madame, I have
no idea, he went to sleep before supper." and she turned around and headed
towards the dormitories.
Madame Pomfrey waited until Pansy was out of sight, and nearly opened
the door to the boy's dormitories, and Pike stood up and took his cloak
off.
"What on earth are you doing out of bed, let alone in here?" she
squeaked.
"Forgive me Madame, I didn't mean to frighten you," Pike said
quietly, and Madame Pomfrey noticed the sweat glinting on his forehead,
"something is wrong, something doesn't feel right here."
"I know." she said simply, "I know." She sighed and shrugged as id
trying to shy away from the topic, "Your bandages need changed."
"My stitches need loosened." he said back to her, and it made her
smile.
"They're coming out in a few days, you can deal with it until then."
she said grinning as she led him to the couch, and began to peel the
bandages off.
Dried blood was stuck to the wounds and the gauze, and Pike winced
more then once when Madame Pomfrey removed them, but she knew that it was
painful, so she said nothing. As she cleaned the wounds and changed the
bandages she placed and sleeping charm in his hand and told him to go rest.
"Thank you." Pike said quietly on his way back to his bed.
"Don't mention it, and good night." she said as she smiled at him.
As he disappeared through the door she looked around, the air smelled
evilly and she knew one thing had been here, only one thing could have made
that smell and killed poor Millicent, and sent the birds to attack Pike.
"Voldemort." she whispered, her voice trembling, "He IS here." the thought
made her blood run cold. But she had to wonder one thing, where was he, or
more importantly, what was he planning?
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Pike sat up, once again woken up by the noise his fellow Slytherins made getting ready for classes in the morning. He was undoubtedly hungry, and decided to slip on some clothes and go to breakfast. He also smiled at the note that Draco had handed him when he woke up. Madame Pomfrey had written him an excuse for class, stating that his wounds were too great and he needed rest for a few days. "She's so wonderful." he thought, knowing that Madame Pomfrey thought of him as the son she never had. At least someone cared about him. He also knew that Madame Pomfrey was extremely protective over him, he could merely have a scratch and she would pamper him as if he had a broken arm. He had to admit that he thoroughly loved the attention and affection. Slipping on his shirt and robe he trailed slightly behind everyone else. He had made up his mind that his stitches were definitely too tight, but he was going to shut up about it as Madame Pomfrey had said. Blaise burst through doors behind him, obviously late getting ready, and he also noticed Aidan sneaking out behind her, and he tried to hold back a laugh, barely managing to succeed. The Hogwart's Whore had struck again. Pike surprisingly found himself thinking about when he and Blaise had been together, the memories pained him. He missed her gentle touch, he missed the way she smelled, and the way she always comforted him when he needed it. He thought of what she had now become. The thought made him sick. He looked out of the window and into the deep blue sky, laced with the beauty of the morning sun. Had he only been just a toy? Was he only a toy she liked to play with, or was it more? He didn't want to know, fearing the truth would hurt more then what he already knew now. Pike remembered what Pansy acted like the night before, and he looked for her. He spotted her walking with Ellivia and a fifth year student that he didn't know. He remembered the power that glowed in her eyes, and the energy that has wafted around the room. Something had taken over Pansy, but he wasn't sure what that something was. All of his thoughts dissipated the moment he saw Snape coming towards him. Snape walked beside him with and expression that looked to be somewhere between being worried and being cross, "Shouldn't you be resting? Madame Pomfrey told me that you had a good bit of healing to do." "I need something hot to eat, juice and cold mashed potato's aren't exactly the best nourishment the body can get, and according to Madame Pomfrey, one in my condition needs all of the nourishment he can get to fuel his recovery." Pike said, knowing he had won this time. Snape looked at him in surprise at his son's reply, usually Pike never came up with anything that fast, nor was he usually so smug either. He shrugged it off, taking it as a good sign that his son was somewhat motivated today, and that was one thing that Snape was not going to disrupt. Pike was rarely motivated to do anything but slack off or get high. This was a rarity indeed. Snape noticed that Pike had turned his attention back to Blaise, and expression of blunt pain, or something similar etched onto his face. Snape decided it best not to touch the subject, he knew that the only time he had been happy at Hogwart's was when he was with Blaise. Better yet, he decided to lecture her about her potions final that was not yet turned in. At least that would give her something to worry about, and besides, it would keep her busy, and her mouth shut for awhile. Pike watched as Snape walked away, his face was an unfolding tapestry of impish delight. When Pike heard the words "potions final" and a severely unhappy look spread across Blaise's face, he couldn't help but laugh. At least his father had the power to cause rightful discomfort and worry to those who deserved it. They had come to the doors of the great hall, and his face lit up with glee as he saw the Gryffindors, also known as the "Gryffin-dorks", he wondered where Potter and company were. He suddenly felt the need to cause trouble for the trio that was Harry, Hermione, and Ron. Lee stepped beside him and said quietly, "Pike, have you no shame? It's barely breakfast, your injured, AND now you want to play with the Gryffen-dorks!" Lee Tried to hold back a smile, he had been thinking the same thing. "Absolutely none Lee, none at all." Pike just replied smugly, and he turned just in time to see Ellivia's face, she looked as if she was disgusted and couldn't believe that Pike was actually thinking of going through with it. She turned and walked away and Pike and Lee burst into a mad fit of laughter. "Now that's just priceless..." Pike said thoughtfully, and he never finished. "Well... she is the prefect type." Estelle said, finding then just in time to see and hear what was going on. At that she walked into the great hall and took her seat, and so did everyone else.
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"Yes, he's totally a psycho skeeze!" Blaise announced to her friends, not caring who else heard it, "And I can't believe you actually thought I dated him! You KNOW I have better standards than that." Blaise protested to the others. "Pike Snape is a creep, I wouldn't dare do near him!" she again tried to put on a show, but her falseness showed right through her as if she was transparent to the eye. "Then how do you explain THIS then sweet face?" Draco said out of nowhere, holding up a picture of Blaise and Pike a few weeks before they broke up, or truthfully, before she dumped him. Blaise stared at him in complete and total shock, she had no idea the pictures still even existed, she thought Pike would have burned them or something. "A conjured trick!" she hissed. "Oh please buttercup, everyone remembers you two getting all cuddly on the couch in the commons room more than once." he said with a smirk, he knew he had one this match with the bitchy gossip queen. She trotted off furiously, and Draco let out a laugh, and Pike came out of the boys dormitories and Draco frantically tried to hide the pictures. But to his dismay, Pike merely looked at the piece of glossy paper in Draco's hand and immediately it flew out of his hand and right to Pike. Grasping the picture he let out a sigh, he hadn't been prepared to see that picture, nor had he been prepared to feel the rush of memories that flooded through his head and weighed down his heart like a lead weight. "Where did..." he had to force his voice to steady, "Where did you get this?" he was barely above a whisper, and heavy laden with sorrow. "You left it here when you went away." Draco said quietly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought it out." "Don't be. I should have known better, I mean, I knew she wasn't exactly the most pleasant person on the planet." Pike said, sitting down on the couch. "Things just didn't work out, it was bound to happen eventually." his voice had regained its strength and confidence. Pike and Draco sat and talked about it for a long while, not knowing that Blaise was listening in the whole time, regretting that she had even left Pike. Although she would die before she would ever admit it, she loved him, and she still did. Sighing, she decided she needed a cold shower, but thought better of it when she realized that if she walked out of the door she was standing behind, Pike and Draco would know she was spying. Although the temptation bit at her, she decided that she didn't want to make a habit of being around Pike, after all, she had a reputation to uphold.
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Pike sat up, once again woken up by the noise his fellow Slytherins made getting ready for classes in the morning. He was undoubtedly hungry, and decided to slip on some clothes and go to breakfast. He also smiled at the note that Draco had handed him when he woke up. Madame Pomfrey had written him an excuse for class, stating that his wounds were too great and he needed rest for a few days. "She's so wonderful." he thought, knowing that Madame Pomfrey thought of him as the son she never had. At least someone cared about him. He also knew that Madame Pomfrey was extremely protective over him, he could merely have a scratch and she would pamper him as if he had a broken arm. He had to admit that he thoroughly loved the attention and affection. Slipping on his shirt and robe he trailed slightly behind everyone else. He had made up his mind that his stitches were definitely too tight, but he was going to shut up about it as Madame Pomfrey had said. Blaise burst through doors behind him, obviously late getting ready, and he also noticed Aidan sneaking out behind her, and he tried to hold back a laugh, barely managing to succeed. The Hogwart's Whore had struck again. Pike surprisingly found himself thinking about when he and Blaise had been together, the memories pained him. He missed her gentle touch, he missed the way she smelled, and the way she always comforted him when he needed it. He thought of what she had now become. The thought made him sick. He looked out of the window and into the deep blue sky, laced with the beauty of the morning sun. Had he only been just a toy? Was he only a toy she liked to play with, or was it more? He didn't want to know, fearing the truth would hurt more then what he already knew now. Pike remembered what Pansy acted like the night before, and he looked for her. He spotted her walking with Ellivia and a fifth year student that he didn't know. He remembered the power that glowed in her eyes, and the energy that has wafted around the room. Something had taken over Pansy, but he wasn't sure what that something was. All of his thoughts dissipated the moment he saw Snape coming towards him. Snape walked beside him with and expression that looked to be somewhere between being worried and being cross, "Shouldn't you be resting? Madame Pomfrey told me that you had a good bit of healing to do." "I need something hot to eat, juice and cold mashed potato's aren't exactly the best nourishment the body can get, and according to Madame Pomfrey, one in my condition needs all of the nourishment he can get to fuel his recovery." Pike said, knowing he had won this time. Snape looked at him in surprise at his son's reply, usually Pike never came up with anything that fast, nor was he usually so smug either. He shrugged it off, taking it as a good sign that his son was somewhat motivated today, and that was one thing that Snape was not going to disrupt. Pike was rarely motivated to do anything but slack off or get high. This was a rarity indeed. Snape noticed that Pike had turned his attention back to Blaise, and expression of blunt pain, or something similar etched onto his face. Snape decided it best not to touch the subject, he knew that the only time he had been happy at Hogwart's was when he was with Blaise. Better yet, he decided to lecture her about her potions final that was not yet turned in. At least that would give her something to worry about, and besides, it would keep her busy, and her mouth shut for awhile. Pike watched as Snape walked away, his face was an unfolding tapestry of impish delight. When Pike heard the words "potions final" and a severely unhappy look spread across Blaise's face, he couldn't help but laugh. At least his father had the power to cause rightful discomfort and worry to those who deserved it. They had come to the doors of the great hall, and his face lit up with glee as he saw the Gryffindors, also known as the "Gryffin-dorks", he wondered where Potter and company were. He suddenly felt the need to cause trouble for the trio that was Harry, Hermione, and Ron. Lee stepped beside him and said quietly, "Pike, have you no shame? It's barely breakfast, your injured, AND now you want to play with the Gryffen-dorks!" Lee Tried to hold back a smile, he had been thinking the same thing. "Absolutely none Lee, none at all." Pike just replied smugly, and he turned just in time to see Ellivia's face, she looked as if she was disgusted and couldn't believe that Pike was actually thinking of going through with it. She turned and walked away and Pike and Lee burst into a mad fit of laughter. "Now that's just priceless..." Pike said thoughtfully, and he never finished. "Well... she is the prefect type." Estelle said, finding then just in time to see and hear what was going on. At that she walked into the great hall and took her seat, and so did everyone else.
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"Yes, he's totally a psycho skeeze!" Blaise announced to her friends, not caring who else heard it, "And I can't believe you actually thought I dated him! You KNOW I have better standards than that." Blaise protested to the others. "Pike Snape is a creep, I wouldn't dare do near him!" she again tried to put on a show, but her falseness showed right through her as if she was transparent to the eye. "Then how do you explain THIS then sweet face?" Draco said out of nowhere, holding up a picture of Blaise and Pike a few weeks before they broke up, or truthfully, before she dumped him. Blaise stared at him in complete and total shock, she had no idea the pictures still even existed, she thought Pike would have burned them or something. "A conjured trick!" she hissed. "Oh please buttercup, everyone remembers you two getting all cuddly on the couch in the commons room more than once." he said with a smirk, he knew he had one this match with the bitchy gossip queen. She trotted off furiously, and Draco let out a laugh, and Pike came out of the boys dormitories and Draco frantically tried to hide the pictures. But to his dismay, Pike merely looked at the piece of glossy paper in Draco's hand and immediately it flew out of his hand and right to Pike. Grasping the picture he let out a sigh, he hadn't been prepared to see that picture, nor had he been prepared to feel the rush of memories that flooded through his head and weighed down his heart like a lead weight. "Where did..." he had to force his voice to steady, "Where did you get this?" he was barely above a whisper, and heavy laden with sorrow. "You left it here when you went away." Draco said quietly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought it out." "Don't be. I should have known better, I mean, I knew she wasn't exactly the most pleasant person on the planet." Pike said, sitting down on the couch. "Things just didn't work out, it was bound to happen eventually." his voice had regained its strength and confidence. Pike and Draco sat and talked about it for a long while, not knowing that Blaise was listening in the whole time, regretting that she had even left Pike. Although she would die before she would ever admit it, she loved him, and she still did. Sighing, she decided she needed a cold shower, but thought better of it when she realized that if she walked out of the door she was standing behind, Pike and Draco would know she was spying. Although the temptation bit at her, she decided that she didn't want to make a habit of being around Pike, after all, she had a reputation to uphold.
