Yea I don't own any of this so..please don't make me dream….about owning it
As Jacob was going to his next class he realized that the voices were starting to come back. His head began to start throbbing again. He dropped to his knees in the middle of the hall holding onto his head. Other kids started asking him if he was okay. He stood up with all of his strength and yelled out "STOP!!" Everyone around him stopped and looked at him.
He got up from the Mood he had previously been in, and continued on to his next class. He couldn't help but wonder why these " fits " were coming more frequently. He then and there decided to skip his next class and go to the library to try and find out some answers. He started looking through the texts. Then he thought " These texts must be in the restricted section!" He then thought of one of the dark spells he had learned from one of his friends. He recited it and a light misty powder came from his wand. It slowly drifted through the air then exploded flying everywhere. Everything was stopped, he knew that he would not have very long to get into the restricted section and get out.
He headed for the restricted section. He looked around and found a small green book. He grabbed it, read a small passage. Shoved the book in his back and ran back out of the restricted section, just then the mist disappeared and everyone started moving again He headed back to the dorm to try and figure this one " problem " . as he walked to the portrait, place where the portrait should be wasn't there. It was just gone. The Gryffindor symbol was hanging next to a blank wall. He closed his eyes, opened them again, and the portrait was there again. You stupid portrait why do you do this to me. He says the password and enters the common room. He sits in front of the fireplace, with no fire going, and reads the script out loud to himself. The book talks about pixies and dragons with the ability to listen to the thoughts of others, then he stumbles upon a small article. He reads the article It says about the telepathic ability of a very few number of people.
He wonders if he is one of these people. He thinks about it. Then decides that he is. He wants to control this ability instead of the intense " fits " that happen to him once and a while. He reads on and finds that in times of stress the ability tends to show itself. He decides to try and figure out how to control that adrenalin boost that happens in stressful situation. While trying to do that he got very tired. He, in a daze, goes up to the dorm. Walks to his bed, and passes out.
