I havent updated in forever.Blame Kenta. He's a terrible muse. This is going to be the result of listening to too much XJapan,Yoko Kanno,Shakkazombie and Drama of Japan. o.o
Kenta: Thats like J-Rock,J-Pop,J-Rap and J-Tech....
I need a hobby.
Magical Torture
Chapter Seven
Interlude of Sense
*Draco's POV*
Somethings not right. I have this feeling that something is going to happen. I can't describe it. It's been haunting me all afternoon. I think Kenta feels it too. He looks at me as we walk through the halls, headed for the library. I see a worried look in his eyes.
"Draco, are you alright?"
I nod. "Yea, I'm fine." God I'm such a freakin' liar. I think he knows it too. He looks at me a little longer before turning back to walk through the door. I follow him in bu then we separate to go look for the differnt books we need.
As I walk by a window I notice its raining outside. Storming more appropriatly. Lightning crashes followed enevitably by thunder. Its a loud clap that makes the whole room shake. I don't think I've seen it this bad before. I continue on to get the book I need.
I can't concentrate. This feeling won't go away. I keep sensing it and it hurts. A sharp pain twisting inside me. I bite my lower lip, keeping myself from screaming. Its like someone just rammed a train into my stomache. I close my eyes to try and push this feeling away. Big mistake.
Images play in my minds eye. Like a silent movie, I see Harry scream but I can't tell what about. Theres a darkness all around him. He's soaking wet. There's blood in his hands, I cringe. The image flashes to him standing in a grassy area in a storm. Is it the storm going on now? His robes are gone and hes just stands in his pants and white shirt. His eyes flash a glare at me. Then he takes the blade that he's been holding and thrusts it into his abdomen.
"NO!" I scream, my eyes flying open. I ignore the pain in my stomache and the startled callings from my classmates and professors. I run outside.
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Kenta: Well that was ubber short...
Kisa: Har har... you are fired from being my muse...
Kenta: ;.;
Kisa: From now on my muse will be my music... especially Linkin Park and Placebo
Kenta: That means more songs are going to be flung into the story?
Kisa: Yessh!
Kenta: Dear god....
Kenta: Thats like J-Rock,J-Pop,J-Rap and J-Tech....
I need a hobby.
Magical Torture
Chapter Seven
Interlude of Sense
*Draco's POV*
Somethings not right. I have this feeling that something is going to happen. I can't describe it. It's been haunting me all afternoon. I think Kenta feels it too. He looks at me as we walk through the halls, headed for the library. I see a worried look in his eyes.
"Draco, are you alright?"
I nod. "Yea, I'm fine." God I'm such a freakin' liar. I think he knows it too. He looks at me a little longer before turning back to walk through the door. I follow him in bu then we separate to go look for the differnt books we need.
As I walk by a window I notice its raining outside. Storming more appropriatly. Lightning crashes followed enevitably by thunder. Its a loud clap that makes the whole room shake. I don't think I've seen it this bad before. I continue on to get the book I need.
I can't concentrate. This feeling won't go away. I keep sensing it and it hurts. A sharp pain twisting inside me. I bite my lower lip, keeping myself from screaming. Its like someone just rammed a train into my stomache. I close my eyes to try and push this feeling away. Big mistake.
Images play in my minds eye. Like a silent movie, I see Harry scream but I can't tell what about. Theres a darkness all around him. He's soaking wet. There's blood in his hands, I cringe. The image flashes to him standing in a grassy area in a storm. Is it the storm going on now? His robes are gone and hes just stands in his pants and white shirt. His eyes flash a glare at me. Then he takes the blade that he's been holding and thrusts it into his abdomen.
"NO!" I scream, my eyes flying open. I ignore the pain in my stomache and the startled callings from my classmates and professors. I run outside.
*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~*~~**~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*
Kenta: Well that was ubber short...
Kisa: Har har... you are fired from being my muse...
Kenta: ;.;
Kisa: From now on my muse will be my music... especially Linkin Park and Placebo
Kenta: That means more songs are going to be flung into the story?
Kisa: Yessh!
Kenta: Dear god....
