A/N: First of all I would like to say thank you to my two reviewers… Wow I never thought I would ever say that! Whohoo! You each get some Chinese ice cream. (Trust me it's the best stuff in the world) And if P and Ben are reading this you guys can have some too as you did review. (Though Ben I'm not sure if what you did can be considered reviewing but ohh well.) And second… this isn't the original third chapter. The original one is very… hmm… well it's interesting to say the least. I wrote it when I was pissed off at P because of the unfair compromise that she dragged me into. But that's ok I still love you P, in that sisterly platonic way.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my Chinese ice cream. I also do not own The Rasmus's "Time to Burn" though I wish I did….

Chapter 3 Time to Burn

Catalina's POV

I looked out my dorm window onto the castle grounds. The sky was a dark gray and the angry looking clouds were pouring rain onto the lake. I'm not sure if the weather was reflecting my mood or vice versa, but all I knew was that the harder it poured the bleaker I was. It was the last day of September and I felt like my world was collapsing. I had no real friends here at Hogwarts. Only Draco's lot pretended to be nice which was worse than if they were just outright hostile to me. They were jealous that I was the only one the Dark Lord ever really paid attention to. None of the students from the other houses would talk to me because I was from Slytherin. Sometimes, I would see Harry Potter and his friends Ron and Hermione running around the castle together. I wish that if only for a second, I could know what it was like to have friends like that.

The horrendous weather outside looked more inviting than the warm castle I was in, so I decided to take a walk. It wasn't the brightest idea I'd ever had, but at the time it seemed like a good idea. I smirked as I put on some muggle clothing. It was my attempt to spit in the Dark Lord's face and wear the clothing of his despised enemies. For my walk I choose a black hoodie and some black cargo pants. I hesitated before grabbing my beanie. It was black, like most of my clothing, and had "The Rasmus" embroidered in green across the front. The Rasmus was a muggle/ wizard crossover band that I had grown particularly attached too.

The corridors were empty; most of my peers were probably in their Common Rooms enjoying a game of wizards' chess or the like. My steps echoed in the stone halls. I managed to leave the castle without being seen. I walked aimlessly around the grounds becoming completely soaked.

Once I walked to the lake I stopped and contemplated sitting down. In the end I decided against it because as wet as I was, the ground was wetter. I stood there watching the rain pour onto the lake. I closed my eyes, and one of my favorite songs of The Rasmus went in my head. I closed my eyes and listened to it. I had had listened to the CD so often that all the songs were completely memorized.

Fear of the dark tears me apart
won't leave me alone and time keeps running out

Just one more life, I'm so sick and tired
of singing the blues, I should turn my life around

Tell me why do I feel this way
all my life I've been standing on the borderline
too many bridges burned
too many lies I've heard
I had life but I can't go back
I can't do that, it will never be the same again
and I know I don't
have any time burn

they follow me home, disturbing my sleep
but I'll find a place, place where they cannot find me
maybe I'm lost, and maybe I'm scared
but too many times I've closed the doors behind me

Tell me why..

Leave it all behind
cross the borderline
face the truth, don't have any time to...
don't have any time to burn

Tell me why..

I opened my eyes and realized that someone was watching me. I looked around, but saw no one. Still feeling their presence I called out "Who's there" I received no answer, not that I was expecting one. I kept looking around, but I still I could not see anyone. Blaming the rain as the reason why I could not see whoever was there I decided to talk to them.

"Hi. I'm Catalina." I stopped. What the bloody hell was I doing? I was talking into the bloody rain, to someone I wasn't sure was even really there. But to my great surprise I got an answer.

"I'm Damien." Said a male voice, and as suddenly as I had felt the presence it was gone. Extremely freaked out, I ran back to the castle.

Damien watched her run back to the castle. With two words he had broken his 200-year-old vow of silence. He wasn't sure what had prompted him to do it. Damien had seen something in her face that had made him willing to tell her anything. She was in great pain, but any fool could tell that. Something was different about her. She wasn't beautiful. Nothing about her looks particularly stood out except for her eyes. Even through the pouring rain that had been between them he could tell that they were an amazing emerald color. She was young, probably a student at the school. She seemed otherworldly. Almost like some kind of spirit or dark angel that got lost in the rain and ended here. Her muggle clothing was amusing to say the least. It was as if she was trying to rebel against the wizarding world. Damien sighed. She had peaked his curiosity. His only chance of getting her out of his head was to watch her a few days until he realized that she was just as human as the rest of them.

A/N: Yeah, I know it sucked and the Rasmus lyrics were more than a bit random, but I can't help it! REVIEW!