A/N: I'm serious, guys, if you like Lee, don't continue. This story will be pretty angsty for about a year or two in her life, but then it should start to get better.
September 24 -
5:35 a.m. - Dumbledore's office - It's my fault. It's all my fucking fault. I feel like I could just kill myself. Why did this have to happen?
It took me awhile to get to sleep, but I finally did around three in the morning. About an hour later I awoke from my disturbed dreams, and my mouth was dry. I opened the curtains of my canopy bed when something caught my eye.
Something moved in the shadows. A figure suddenly lunged at me, and their knife shone in the dim moonlight. I swiftly dove onto the floor, narrowly missing the weapon's sharp blade.
I got up and started backing away. When they lunged at me again, I screamed and ducked. I used the opportunity to kock the weapon to the floor behind them with my wrist.
It was barely too far away for them to grab without letting their gaurd down so they leaped at me. To avoid being strangled to death, I used all my strength to push them away and onto the floor. Onto the knife.
The moonlight shone just bright enough to reveal his face. Lee's face.
I killed Lee Jordan. My good friend is dead, and it's all because of me.
The other girls were screaming, and I just couldn't bear to look them in the eyes. I couldn't stop looking at Lee in horror, fear, and pure shock.
McGonagall soon burst in, and took all of my fellow fourth year girls along with me to the staff area to spend the night. Dumbledore took me into his office once we were there.
"Tea, Ms. Simmons?"
"No thanks. I don't really care for the stuff," I said absentmindedly as I took a seat in front of him.
He poured himself a cup and said, "I know this may be a bit difficult for you to do at the moment, but I need to know what happened tonight. Could you please tell me a full account of what occured?"
I told him the story and finished with, "I killed him. I killed Lee Jordan."
Once I was finished recalling the aweful event, he tried to comfort me, "It's not your fault. The boy had something wrong in his head, and you were just defending youself." {A/N: Was that wording a little OOC for him?}
No matter how much I wish I could believe that, I just can't. I did it, and no one can change that now.
"You can sleep in here on my couch so you don't have to face anyone just yet," My journal appeared in his hand, and he gave it to me. "Maybe this can help some?"
Damn man knows everything.
So here I am, on Dumbledore's couch in his office. Once he leaves me alone, I think I'll find a way to kill myself. For anyone who happens to read this, I just want to tell the whole God damned world to go to fucking hell.
A/N: Is this the end to Melany Simmons? Well, you never know! In the Harry Potter world, there are ways for her to keep writing in her journal if she's dead so she may die, or she may not. You'll just have to wait and see! So sorry about Lee, but I needed a character that wasn't a main one in the original books. Please don't flame me about it. Just deal with it, and move on with your life. Sorry the chapter's so short like the others. I'm no good with long ones, and I simply have to take advantage of this cliffhanger! I have the major events of her life mostly laid out in my mind, but I wouldn't mind some funny scenes or something I could do just to pass the time until the next big stuff happens. Please R&R with no flames! Thank you! {exits stage left} {runs into brick wall} Ow... Other way... {exits stage right to chase pink frogs}
September 24 -
5:35 a.m. - Dumbledore's office - It's my fault. It's all my fucking fault. I feel like I could just kill myself. Why did this have to happen?
It took me awhile to get to sleep, but I finally did around three in the morning. About an hour later I awoke from my disturbed dreams, and my mouth was dry. I opened the curtains of my canopy bed when something caught my eye.
Something moved in the shadows. A figure suddenly lunged at me, and their knife shone in the dim moonlight. I swiftly dove onto the floor, narrowly missing the weapon's sharp blade.
I got up and started backing away. When they lunged at me again, I screamed and ducked. I used the opportunity to kock the weapon to the floor behind them with my wrist.
It was barely too far away for them to grab without letting their gaurd down so they leaped at me. To avoid being strangled to death, I used all my strength to push them away and onto the floor. Onto the knife.
The moonlight shone just bright enough to reveal his face. Lee's face.
I killed Lee Jordan. My good friend is dead, and it's all because of me.
The other girls were screaming, and I just couldn't bear to look them in the eyes. I couldn't stop looking at Lee in horror, fear, and pure shock.
McGonagall soon burst in, and took all of my fellow fourth year girls along with me to the staff area to spend the night. Dumbledore took me into his office once we were there.
"Tea, Ms. Simmons?"
"No thanks. I don't really care for the stuff," I said absentmindedly as I took a seat in front of him.
He poured himself a cup and said, "I know this may be a bit difficult for you to do at the moment, but I need to know what happened tonight. Could you please tell me a full account of what occured?"
I told him the story and finished with, "I killed him. I killed Lee Jordan."
Once I was finished recalling the aweful event, he tried to comfort me, "It's not your fault. The boy had something wrong in his head, and you were just defending youself." {A/N: Was that wording a little OOC for him?}
No matter how much I wish I could believe that, I just can't. I did it, and no one can change that now.
"You can sleep in here on my couch so you don't have to face anyone just yet," My journal appeared in his hand, and he gave it to me. "Maybe this can help some?"
Damn man knows everything.
So here I am, on Dumbledore's couch in his office. Once he leaves me alone, I think I'll find a way to kill myself. For anyone who happens to read this, I just want to tell the whole God damned world to go to fucking hell.
A/N: Is this the end to Melany Simmons? Well, you never know! In the Harry Potter world, there are ways for her to keep writing in her journal if she's dead so she may die, or she may not. You'll just have to wait and see! So sorry about Lee, but I needed a character that wasn't a main one in the original books. Please don't flame me about it. Just deal with it, and move on with your life. Sorry the chapter's so short like the others. I'm no good with long ones, and I simply have to take advantage of this cliffhanger! I have the major events of her life mostly laid out in my mind, but I wouldn't mind some funny scenes or something I could do just to pass the time until the next big stuff happens. Please R&R with no flames! Thank you! {exits stage left} {runs into brick wall} Ow... Other way... {exits stage right to chase pink frogs}