Heart beats seemed to halt, the vital organ lodging itself in their
throats, choking their breath. Blood turned cold in their veins and their
skin prickled as though thousands of sharp icicles were piercing their skin
as the voice spoke. Shivers of fear and fright jolted up each vertebrate up
to their neck and coursing through their entire bodies. Madison clumsily
caught her foot on Abby's as she moved forward towards George. Her body
involuntarily descended towards the hard stone floor, the cold palm of her
hand splashing into the warm blood pooling from their freshly murdered
friend.
She jumped up, shaking her hand furiously as tears streamed down from her eyes. She sent droplets of blood flying in every which direction, a speck finding itself on the left cheek of Amber and another on the chin of Megan. She then scrubbed her hand with the hem of her cloak, attempting to remove the staining liquid.
An evil laughter arose from a deep malicious throat. Oliver looked up and caught the snake-like eyes dancing with amusement as the creature continued to view the scene before it. Anger got the best of him, he stepped forward, wand drawn and ready, his eyes full of fury.
"Step out you demon!" He demanded.
"You had better kneel before your lord boy." A grumble of a dignified voice rang from the creature as it began to become visible. A green spark shot out from the creature hitting Wood in the knees sending them directly to the stone floor, a loud crack echoing as bone met rock. He cried out in pain as he felt his knees move in an inhuman way.
Slowly, a grotesque and vile face became visible in the lights of the flickering flames from the hall way. The skin was near white, red and blue veins pulsed under thin films of flesh. Thin cracked pink lips pursed together under two thin slits of a nose under the disturbing and bone- chilling red eyes. The creature's body clothed and draped in black and hunter green velvet cloaks and robes all shredded and torn.
"Wha- What are you?" Rosalina stuttered, her voice never rising above a whisper.
The creature tilted it's head to the side before straightening up revealing an old, aging wand pulsating with pure evil. "The Dark Lord."
"Voldemort." Amber stated bluntly, her hand firmly grasping her smooth wand hidden in the depths of her warm cloak.
"You are mine Gryffindor!" He snarled, his thin pointed lips curling as he brought his wand to point violently towards her face.
Oliver scrambled to stand, his knees crackling at his every move. He sent his hands soaring to the front of his knees, grabbing them in sheer agony. Rosalina stepped in front of Amber, her wand held tightly by her side in defense.
"What do you want you foul serpent?!" Rosalina hollered, her voice never faltering. She felt a trickle of sweat drip down, trailing from the edge of her hairline.
"It's plain and simple really. To destroy the heir of Godric Gryffindor." He spoke, moving forward as his words continued. As he moved, his legs never seemed to touch the ground; he seemed to glide on a clear cloud towards them. "Out of my way!"
A red spark shot from the treacherous tip of his wand, smacking Rosalina hard in her abdomen sending her directly to meet the stone ground below her. Her body seemed frozen, unable to move a millimeter. Her arms were plastered to her sides and her legs were set directly straight. Her face was caught in a cell of fright, her eyes staring straight up at the black abyss that some would call an endless ceiling.
"Rosalina!" Abby screamed as she clattered down next to her fallen comrade.
George stepped forward, more than slightly confused and sad. "What do you mean heir of Godric? There is no heir here."
"Fool!" Voldemort spat, his red eyes narrowing into slits no bigger than the ones that he would call his nose. "All of them, Aurors, all of them." He waved his wand around pointing out the fallen Rosalina, Abby, Megan, Amber, and Madison. The final point of his wand halted, stopping directly on Amber. "Except that one, that witch right there. Godric's heir she is, and soon dead she'll be." A sinister snarl and smile grew on his mouth.
Oliver's eyes dropped at the news, his pupils trailing along the cracks in the floor up to Amber's neatly polished school shoes. His eyes followed up her thin legs to her toned waist and finally up to meet her eyes that looked down upon him. "Is this true?" He questioned, pain playing in the smooth ripples of his voice.
"I wish I could've told you, we were sworn to secrecy. We couldn't tell anybody, not after what he did to our last school." Tears formed in her eyes, a sob trailing in her voice. Her eyes moved from pure sorrow to pure hatred as she moved from Oliver's face to Voldemort's.
"It was all in good fun." Voldemort chuckled recalling that night. His eyes met Amber's, images flowed from his mind into hers.
Screams of pain and agony began to ring in her ears. She could see her fellow classmates, teachers, headmaster and friends burning, their flesh charcoaling right before her very eyes. The beautiful hall with the stone columns and hand carved wooden tables all in numerous rows burned to nothing. She saw her sister tortured, chained to a wall and slowly slashed, the cuts slowly making their way up and down her body alternating from arm to leg.
Amber fell to the ground, her eyes snapped shut and her hands clasping her ears. A feeble attempt to stop the screams and pleas. Her eyes burned with salty tears, her heart shooting out of her chest from the sorrow.
"No! This is what you saw! This is what you did!" She screamed, gasping between sobs. "My friends! My baby sister!" She could barely get her sister out, the pain unbearable.
Voldemort laughed, joy dancing gaily in his eyes as he watched her suffered with sorrow.
"You fiendish monster!" Madison hollered, brandishing her wand from her pocket. She muttered something and a beam of green light shot from her wand hitting Voldemort and sending him stumbling, but just slightly.
"You think that you can harm me? The Dark Lord?" Voldemort mocked as he hollered a curse, sending a bright grey light from his wand. It smacked Madison directly in between her collar bones, sending her flying and smacking into the wall behind her. She glided down the wall, her bottom finally meeting the floor and stopping, slightly unconscious.
"Who's next?" He questioned, holding his arms out to his sides invitingly, an evil smirk crossing his sharp lips.
~*~A/N: Wow, I haven't updated this for a while huh? Well there ya go and it's coming to an end in 3 or less chapters, sadly. But this chapter is my holiday present to you, my faithful readers. I hope you enjoy it and if you did, leave me a lil' present that I like to call a review! Thanks!~*~
She jumped up, shaking her hand furiously as tears streamed down from her eyes. She sent droplets of blood flying in every which direction, a speck finding itself on the left cheek of Amber and another on the chin of Megan. She then scrubbed her hand with the hem of her cloak, attempting to remove the staining liquid.
An evil laughter arose from a deep malicious throat. Oliver looked up and caught the snake-like eyes dancing with amusement as the creature continued to view the scene before it. Anger got the best of him, he stepped forward, wand drawn and ready, his eyes full of fury.
"Step out you demon!" He demanded.
"You had better kneel before your lord boy." A grumble of a dignified voice rang from the creature as it began to become visible. A green spark shot out from the creature hitting Wood in the knees sending them directly to the stone floor, a loud crack echoing as bone met rock. He cried out in pain as he felt his knees move in an inhuman way.
Slowly, a grotesque and vile face became visible in the lights of the flickering flames from the hall way. The skin was near white, red and blue veins pulsed under thin films of flesh. Thin cracked pink lips pursed together under two thin slits of a nose under the disturbing and bone- chilling red eyes. The creature's body clothed and draped in black and hunter green velvet cloaks and robes all shredded and torn.
"Wha- What are you?" Rosalina stuttered, her voice never rising above a whisper.
The creature tilted it's head to the side before straightening up revealing an old, aging wand pulsating with pure evil. "The Dark Lord."
"Voldemort." Amber stated bluntly, her hand firmly grasping her smooth wand hidden in the depths of her warm cloak.
"You are mine Gryffindor!" He snarled, his thin pointed lips curling as he brought his wand to point violently towards her face.
Oliver scrambled to stand, his knees crackling at his every move. He sent his hands soaring to the front of his knees, grabbing them in sheer agony. Rosalina stepped in front of Amber, her wand held tightly by her side in defense.
"What do you want you foul serpent?!" Rosalina hollered, her voice never faltering. She felt a trickle of sweat drip down, trailing from the edge of her hairline.
"It's plain and simple really. To destroy the heir of Godric Gryffindor." He spoke, moving forward as his words continued. As he moved, his legs never seemed to touch the ground; he seemed to glide on a clear cloud towards them. "Out of my way!"
A red spark shot from the treacherous tip of his wand, smacking Rosalina hard in her abdomen sending her directly to meet the stone ground below her. Her body seemed frozen, unable to move a millimeter. Her arms were plastered to her sides and her legs were set directly straight. Her face was caught in a cell of fright, her eyes staring straight up at the black abyss that some would call an endless ceiling.
"Rosalina!" Abby screamed as she clattered down next to her fallen comrade.
George stepped forward, more than slightly confused and sad. "What do you mean heir of Godric? There is no heir here."
"Fool!" Voldemort spat, his red eyes narrowing into slits no bigger than the ones that he would call his nose. "All of them, Aurors, all of them." He waved his wand around pointing out the fallen Rosalina, Abby, Megan, Amber, and Madison. The final point of his wand halted, stopping directly on Amber. "Except that one, that witch right there. Godric's heir she is, and soon dead she'll be." A sinister snarl and smile grew on his mouth.
Oliver's eyes dropped at the news, his pupils trailing along the cracks in the floor up to Amber's neatly polished school shoes. His eyes followed up her thin legs to her toned waist and finally up to meet her eyes that looked down upon him. "Is this true?" He questioned, pain playing in the smooth ripples of his voice.
"I wish I could've told you, we were sworn to secrecy. We couldn't tell anybody, not after what he did to our last school." Tears formed in her eyes, a sob trailing in her voice. Her eyes moved from pure sorrow to pure hatred as she moved from Oliver's face to Voldemort's.
"It was all in good fun." Voldemort chuckled recalling that night. His eyes met Amber's, images flowed from his mind into hers.
Screams of pain and agony began to ring in her ears. She could see her fellow classmates, teachers, headmaster and friends burning, their flesh charcoaling right before her very eyes. The beautiful hall with the stone columns and hand carved wooden tables all in numerous rows burned to nothing. She saw her sister tortured, chained to a wall and slowly slashed, the cuts slowly making their way up and down her body alternating from arm to leg.
Amber fell to the ground, her eyes snapped shut and her hands clasping her ears. A feeble attempt to stop the screams and pleas. Her eyes burned with salty tears, her heart shooting out of her chest from the sorrow.
"No! This is what you saw! This is what you did!" She screamed, gasping between sobs. "My friends! My baby sister!" She could barely get her sister out, the pain unbearable.
Voldemort laughed, joy dancing gaily in his eyes as he watched her suffered with sorrow.
"You fiendish monster!" Madison hollered, brandishing her wand from her pocket. She muttered something and a beam of green light shot from her wand hitting Voldemort and sending him stumbling, but just slightly.
"You think that you can harm me? The Dark Lord?" Voldemort mocked as he hollered a curse, sending a bright grey light from his wand. It smacked Madison directly in between her collar bones, sending her flying and smacking into the wall behind her. She glided down the wall, her bottom finally meeting the floor and stopping, slightly unconscious.
"Who's next?" He questioned, holding his arms out to his sides invitingly, an evil smirk crossing his sharp lips.
~*~A/N: Wow, I haven't updated this for a while huh? Well there ya go and it's coming to an end in 3 or less chapters, sadly. But this chapter is my holiday present to you, my faithful readers. I hope you enjoy it and if you did, leave me a lil' present that I like to call a review! Thanks!~*~