Threatened
By Mara McCuniff
"Tonight's story is somewhat unique and calls for a different kind of introduction
A monster had arrived in the village
The major ingredient of any recipe for fear is the unknown
And this person or thing is soon to be met
He knows every thought, he can feel every emotion
Oh yes, I did forget something didn't I? I forgot to introduce you to the monster."
Chapter One: Falling Down The Stairs
Virgina Weasley tossed her deep auburn hair over her shoulder. Her bottle green eyes narrowed dangerously as she glared at the dark haired boy in front of her. Her glare intesified as the girl hanging on his arm let out a laugh.
"Why don't you join us Ginny?" Harry Potter, the boy in front of her, asked her smiling almost sweetly. The dark haired pretty girl by the name of Cho Chang looked at Harry in suprise.
"No thanks." Ginny said picking up her bag and slinging it over her shoulder. "Oh yeah, don't ever call me Ginny. Ever."
"Suit yourself." Harry said with a careless grin. "All work and no play makes Ginny a dull little girl." He added in a sing song voice. Cho laughed crazily.
Ginny looked at Harry with a look of pained disgust on her face before walking past him, pinning her Prefects badge back onto the breast pocket of her robes. What did he know? Ever since Voldermort's defeat he had slacked in everything, he was failing every one of his subjects, but just because he was the Golden Boy, everyone didn't seem to care.
"Moron.." She mummbled, looking down the flight of stairs leading towards the dungeons. She shuddered slightly, she hated going down there, but that was the corridor she had been assigned to. She started down the cool stone steps, praying that Draco Malfoy would be in bed with some girl tonight. She really didn't want to deal with him tonight. Not at all.
She stopped halfway down. She looked at the dimly lit passageway in front of her. Something was wrong. Something was down there. She suddenly felt chilled, her breath came in short, quick rasps. She shivered and willed herself forward. quit being stupid. she mentally yelled at herself, how many times this year have you been down here? Hmmm? Nothings ever happened.
Still, she couldn't make it to the bottom. Stopping once more she sucked in a large breath then jumped from the third stair to the bottom, she landed silently, cat like on the cold stone floor. A feeling of great terror flared in the bottom of her stomach, making her wince and start to tremble. What was wrong with her?
There was shuffling behind her, she whipped around, her eyes wildly glancing around.
There was a loud noise in the Potions classroom. She spun around and looked at the door, it was slightly ajar. She forced herself to swallow as she silently made her way towards the supposed-to-be-empty classroom.
There was another noise, the sound of creaking floorboards. She felt puzzled, the ground didn't creak. It never did. The classroom, everything down here, were stone. Not wood. Stone doesn't creak.
Oh screw this shit.
She turned around to go back up the stairs.
And there he was, standing in front of her.
She let out the scream that chilled the bones of many.
By Mara McCuniff
"Tonight's story is somewhat unique and calls for a different kind of introduction
A monster had arrived in the village
The major ingredient of any recipe for fear is the unknown
And this person or thing is soon to be met
He knows every thought, he can feel every emotion
Oh yes, I did forget something didn't I? I forgot to introduce you to the monster."
Chapter One: Falling Down The Stairs
Virgina Weasley tossed her deep auburn hair over her shoulder. Her bottle green eyes narrowed dangerously as she glared at the dark haired boy in front of her. Her glare intesified as the girl hanging on his arm let out a laugh.
"Why don't you join us Ginny?" Harry Potter, the boy in front of her, asked her smiling almost sweetly. The dark haired pretty girl by the name of Cho Chang looked at Harry in suprise.
"No thanks." Ginny said picking up her bag and slinging it over her shoulder. "Oh yeah, don't ever call me Ginny. Ever."
"Suit yourself." Harry said with a careless grin. "All work and no play makes Ginny a dull little girl." He added in a sing song voice. Cho laughed crazily.
Ginny looked at Harry with a look of pained disgust on her face before walking past him, pinning her Prefects badge back onto the breast pocket of her robes. What did he know? Ever since Voldermort's defeat he had slacked in everything, he was failing every one of his subjects, but just because he was the Golden Boy, everyone didn't seem to care.
"Moron.." She mummbled, looking down the flight of stairs leading towards the dungeons. She shuddered slightly, she hated going down there, but that was the corridor she had been assigned to. She started down the cool stone steps, praying that Draco Malfoy would be in bed with some girl tonight. She really didn't want to deal with him tonight. Not at all.
She stopped halfway down. She looked at the dimly lit passageway in front of her. Something was wrong. Something was down there. She suddenly felt chilled, her breath came in short, quick rasps. She shivered and willed herself forward. quit being stupid. she mentally yelled at herself, how many times this year have you been down here? Hmmm? Nothings ever happened.
Still, she couldn't make it to the bottom. Stopping once more she sucked in a large breath then jumped from the third stair to the bottom, she landed silently, cat like on the cold stone floor. A feeling of great terror flared in the bottom of her stomach, making her wince and start to tremble. What was wrong with her?
There was shuffling behind her, she whipped around, her eyes wildly glancing around.
There was a loud noise in the Potions classroom. She spun around and looked at the door, it was slightly ajar. She forced herself to swallow as she silently made her way towards the supposed-to-be-empty classroom.
There was another noise, the sound of creaking floorboards. She felt puzzled, the ground didn't creak. It never did. The classroom, everything down here, were stone. Not wood. Stone doesn't creak.
Oh screw this shit.
She turned around to go back up the stairs.
And there he was, standing in front of her.
She let out the scream that chilled the bones of many.