Never Lose Me
Chapter Three: Why?
A/N: Yet again,I do not own J.K. Rowling's marvelous story and characters. The only character I own is Rhane (pronounced 'Rain'). BTW, this story opens as a student with a crush that is more than it seems, and the chapters will eventually lead to a 20-something woman with one.^___^ This song is also my own. I wrote it. ^_^ It's a slow song, as all the ones for this story are, and pauses a lot.very melodramatic and moody and possibly sad,even.^_^ This one was also a combination of other life things and an intention to make another song for this story.^_^
'Wind whistles through my hair My mind races Yet..all is pointless. If you aren't here.
You say it's wrong You say I should stop You say I'm toying with you I say why? Why do you believe these things? Why(3x)
My heart beats faster I can't control my love I feel the tears in my eyes Yet.I only. Live for you.
You say it's wrong You say I should stop You say I'm toying with you I say why? Why do you believe these things? Why(3x)
Why don't you see I love you? I'd die for you, lie for you. Beg, steal, cry for you. Why? Why can't you see. I'd follow you to the ends of the earth.
I feel myself go cold. I'm shaking with fear and something more I see only you. My world spins out of control. You say it's wrong You say I should stop You say I'm toying with you I say why? Why do you believe these things? Why(3x)
Why can't I love you? Why can't we be seen together alone? Why? Why? WHY?'
Rhane woke up with wide eyes. That dream had been--to say the least, odd. She had been a white-winged woman by day-and a punkish gothic-looking woman by night, the wings invisible. Snape had been a tall, slim man with a huge scar down his face, marring rather attractive features, and dressed in a long crystalline-patterned black coat, under which a greatly buckled-down shirt and form-fitted black velvet pants were worn. His boots were covered in buckles and straps. His hair was slightly long, and fell over his eyes often. When she was the 'angel' he was her protector-when she was the 'devil' he was her teacher. Yet, something began that both sides wanted. She fell in love with the man, and he began to fall for her. They became lovers in both of her forms. She soon found herself pregnant, but was alright with it, because he had vowed to never leave her side. Then, one day, while her angelic form was picking flowers, she was taken prisoner by a slim, pale young man with silvery-blonde hair and a laughing sneer. He vowed never to let her get away, even if it meant her death, and Snape couldn't rescue her. He tried.and was executed right before her eyes, the day before their child was born. When the little boy was born, her kidnapper despised it and wanted it killed. But she hid the child among the servants whom she'd befriended. They couldn't help her, but they could help her son, and for that she was grateful. Never allowed to go out alone, she soon began to waste away, both because she refused to eat and because her heart was broken, and the depression was taking her so deep into itself that she would never break free. Less than a year later, she died, to the disgust of her captor, and left only a beautiful, angelic body behind that had obviously wasted away. The dream ended in a swirling darkness.
"Again-with the child, and the death. Why? I don't...no, can't understand what this is all about. Why do I feel this way? Is all love merely a curse? No...no..." Rhane whispered, holding her head and clenching her eyes. "Love may be a curse, but--it is a blessing too--yes..." Shaking her head slightly, the girl pulled herself out of bed. Suddenly, her green eyes flew open and she began to hurriedly dress. She had forgotten to do that stupid project! If she didn't finish and turn it in on time, she was dead ! Hastily, Rhane pulled back her long hair and raced towards the library.
Professor Snape, meanwhile, was attempting to research his 'problem.' Unfortunately, he had yet to find anything in any of the spellbooks, even those of the Restricted Section, that would help. The professor was becoming more and more frustrated, and repeatedly pushed small strands of unoffending hair violently from his forehead, only to repeat the gesture moments later. Tiny beads of sweat ran down his face as he felt a dream trying to overtake him. 'NO.' Snape shook himself then glanced up. A chill ran through every bone in his body as he saw Rhane enter. She, too, saw him, and froze.
"Irith." He whispered, but he saw her eyes widen. Did she know the name? 'Impossible-I've just called her the girl's name from my dream last night, she couldn't know." The professor attempted to convince himself, forcing his eyes back to the spellbook he was researching.
'He-called me Irith. He did. But-that was who I was in last night's dream! He couldn't possibly-could he? No, of course he couldn't." She nodded stiffly and vanished into another section of the library to work on her project.
Severus Snape took that opportunity to quickly stand and nearly race from the library, though still no closer to knowing what was the matter with him. Little did he know, Professor McGonagall had watched the whole thing with one brow raised slightly, from behind a book at a small round table. "Hmmm." She murmured to herself softly.
Rhane was finishing her work when a hand gripped her shoulder. From its chill, she knew its owner. "Draco Malfoy, take your hand from my person immediately."
The soft, slippery velvet voice reached her ear. "And if I do not, Rhane Jiyn?"
"Then I shall scream. The librarian won't put up with your accosting me in the library."
Malfoy thought for a moment, head tilted so that his silvery blonde hair fell over his face slightly. He had let it grow a tiny bit, perhaps for style, who really knew, with Malfoy? He didn't remove his hand, though, merely tightened his grip, making Rhane clench her teeth slightly at the pain.
"I shall cover your mouth, then. I still have another hand, you know." So saying, he clamped the other hand across her mouth tightly. "And now what shall you do? Oh, wait-you can't say anything, can you? Silly me." He sneered slightly, then leaned over next to her ear. "Your secret won't keep long, the way you carry on. Stopping and staring, all frozen- up! As if no one would notice. I assure you that your secret won't keep long this way."
Rhane tried to make her eyes fierce, though she felt a bit panicked. Malfoy seemed to be acting even weirder than usual, and it frightened her. She attempted to bite his hand, which only solicited a laugh from the silvery haired boy.
"Think that would hurt me? Pull the other one, it's got bells on." Draco gave a grin that lit his face up in such an evil-looking way that a bit of fear made its way through Rhane's mind into her expression, which made Draco laugh again. He leaned forward, his face once again next to her ear, and suddenly, without warning, bit her neck. His teeth, obviously, weren't pointed or anything-after all, act as he may, Draco Malfoy was human-but they still cut the skin slightly, mostly because of the harshness with which he bit. Just as quickly, he'd let go and vanished into the shelves, leaving Rhane wide-eyed and clutching a neck that would be sore for a bit of time. 'Why? Whatever possessed him to-to-to bite me?! I don't know what's going on, but I hope no one notices the teeth-marks-however would I explain them? And would anyone believe me? Doubtful.'
Shakily, the brunette walked to the doors of the library, one hand rubbing her neck absently, the other clutching a paper so tightly her knuckles were white. Again, Professor McGonagall looked up, eyebrow raised with interest. "Hmm-hmm-hmmm."
Author's note: Yes, that was an oddly short chapter for me, I suppose.^_^lol.Ah,well, I hope you liked it. I'm going to work on Chapter 4 now.^_^ PLEASE REVIEW!!!!And do try to be nice-even if you are criticizing, try to at least word it constructively,k?^_^thanks.
Chapter Three: Why?
A/N: Yet again,I do not own J.K. Rowling's marvelous story and characters. The only character I own is Rhane (pronounced 'Rain'). BTW, this story opens as a student with a crush that is more than it seems, and the chapters will eventually lead to a 20-something woman with one.^___^ This song is also my own. I wrote it. ^_^ It's a slow song, as all the ones for this story are, and pauses a lot.very melodramatic and moody and possibly sad,even.^_^ This one was also a combination of other life things and an intention to make another song for this story.^_^
'Wind whistles through my hair My mind races Yet..all is pointless. If you aren't here.
You say it's wrong You say I should stop You say I'm toying with you I say why? Why do you believe these things? Why(3x)
My heart beats faster I can't control my love I feel the tears in my eyes Yet.I only. Live for you.
You say it's wrong You say I should stop You say I'm toying with you I say why? Why do you believe these things? Why(3x)
Why don't you see I love you? I'd die for you, lie for you. Beg, steal, cry for you. Why? Why can't you see. I'd follow you to the ends of the earth.
I feel myself go cold. I'm shaking with fear and something more I see only you. My world spins out of control. You say it's wrong You say I should stop You say I'm toying with you I say why? Why do you believe these things? Why(3x)
Why can't I love you? Why can't we be seen together alone? Why? Why? WHY?'
Rhane woke up with wide eyes. That dream had been--to say the least, odd. She had been a white-winged woman by day-and a punkish gothic-looking woman by night, the wings invisible. Snape had been a tall, slim man with a huge scar down his face, marring rather attractive features, and dressed in a long crystalline-patterned black coat, under which a greatly buckled-down shirt and form-fitted black velvet pants were worn. His boots were covered in buckles and straps. His hair was slightly long, and fell over his eyes often. When she was the 'angel' he was her protector-when she was the 'devil' he was her teacher. Yet, something began that both sides wanted. She fell in love with the man, and he began to fall for her. They became lovers in both of her forms. She soon found herself pregnant, but was alright with it, because he had vowed to never leave her side. Then, one day, while her angelic form was picking flowers, she was taken prisoner by a slim, pale young man with silvery-blonde hair and a laughing sneer. He vowed never to let her get away, even if it meant her death, and Snape couldn't rescue her. He tried.and was executed right before her eyes, the day before their child was born. When the little boy was born, her kidnapper despised it and wanted it killed. But she hid the child among the servants whom she'd befriended. They couldn't help her, but they could help her son, and for that she was grateful. Never allowed to go out alone, she soon began to waste away, both because she refused to eat and because her heart was broken, and the depression was taking her so deep into itself that she would never break free. Less than a year later, she died, to the disgust of her captor, and left only a beautiful, angelic body behind that had obviously wasted away. The dream ended in a swirling darkness.
"Again-with the child, and the death. Why? I don't...no, can't understand what this is all about. Why do I feel this way? Is all love merely a curse? No...no..." Rhane whispered, holding her head and clenching her eyes. "Love may be a curse, but--it is a blessing too--yes..." Shaking her head slightly, the girl pulled herself out of bed. Suddenly, her green eyes flew open and she began to hurriedly dress. She had forgotten to do that stupid project! If she didn't finish and turn it in on time, she was dead ! Hastily, Rhane pulled back her long hair and raced towards the library.
Professor Snape, meanwhile, was attempting to research his 'problem.' Unfortunately, he had yet to find anything in any of the spellbooks, even those of the Restricted Section, that would help. The professor was becoming more and more frustrated, and repeatedly pushed small strands of unoffending hair violently from his forehead, only to repeat the gesture moments later. Tiny beads of sweat ran down his face as he felt a dream trying to overtake him. 'NO.' Snape shook himself then glanced up. A chill ran through every bone in his body as he saw Rhane enter. She, too, saw him, and froze.
"Irith." He whispered, but he saw her eyes widen. Did she know the name? 'Impossible-I've just called her the girl's name from my dream last night, she couldn't know." The professor attempted to convince himself, forcing his eyes back to the spellbook he was researching.
'He-called me Irith. He did. But-that was who I was in last night's dream! He couldn't possibly-could he? No, of course he couldn't." She nodded stiffly and vanished into another section of the library to work on her project.
Severus Snape took that opportunity to quickly stand and nearly race from the library, though still no closer to knowing what was the matter with him. Little did he know, Professor McGonagall had watched the whole thing with one brow raised slightly, from behind a book at a small round table. "Hmmm." She murmured to herself softly.
Rhane was finishing her work when a hand gripped her shoulder. From its chill, she knew its owner. "Draco Malfoy, take your hand from my person immediately."
The soft, slippery velvet voice reached her ear. "And if I do not, Rhane Jiyn?"
"Then I shall scream. The librarian won't put up with your accosting me in the library."
Malfoy thought for a moment, head tilted so that his silvery blonde hair fell over his face slightly. He had let it grow a tiny bit, perhaps for style, who really knew, with Malfoy? He didn't remove his hand, though, merely tightened his grip, making Rhane clench her teeth slightly at the pain.
"I shall cover your mouth, then. I still have another hand, you know." So saying, he clamped the other hand across her mouth tightly. "And now what shall you do? Oh, wait-you can't say anything, can you? Silly me." He sneered slightly, then leaned over next to her ear. "Your secret won't keep long, the way you carry on. Stopping and staring, all frozen- up! As if no one would notice. I assure you that your secret won't keep long this way."
Rhane tried to make her eyes fierce, though she felt a bit panicked. Malfoy seemed to be acting even weirder than usual, and it frightened her. She attempted to bite his hand, which only solicited a laugh from the silvery haired boy.
"Think that would hurt me? Pull the other one, it's got bells on." Draco gave a grin that lit his face up in such an evil-looking way that a bit of fear made its way through Rhane's mind into her expression, which made Draco laugh again. He leaned forward, his face once again next to her ear, and suddenly, without warning, bit her neck. His teeth, obviously, weren't pointed or anything-after all, act as he may, Draco Malfoy was human-but they still cut the skin slightly, mostly because of the harshness with which he bit. Just as quickly, he'd let go and vanished into the shelves, leaving Rhane wide-eyed and clutching a neck that would be sore for a bit of time. 'Why? Whatever possessed him to-to-to bite me?! I don't know what's going on, but I hope no one notices the teeth-marks-however would I explain them? And would anyone believe me? Doubtful.'
Shakily, the brunette walked to the doors of the library, one hand rubbing her neck absently, the other clutching a paper so tightly her knuckles were white. Again, Professor McGonagall looked up, eyebrow raised with interest. "Hmm-hmm-hmmm."
Author's note: Yes, that was an oddly short chapter for me, I suppose.^_^lol.Ah,well, I hope you liked it. I'm going to work on Chapter 4 now.^_^ PLEASE REVIEW!!!!And do try to be nice-even if you are criticizing, try to at least word it constructively,k?^_^thanks.