2. Nightmares.

The carriages lurched one final time and then stood still. We climbed out, well it was more like we slipped and slid out because it had just started pouring on us, but either way, we made our way up to the castle, but not before I stole one glance at the cold empty, white eyes of the thestrals. Harry saw this and when we started walking he pulled me aside.

"You can see the thestrals, can't you?"

" Thank you captain obvious, but I really do not enjoy being soaked to the skin when there is another option. So if you don't mind, can we get a move on?" I sneered, feeling suddenly angry at the world.

"Sorry, just curious."

"Aren't we all. Now if you don't mind?"

At this we joined the rush of students eager for the shelter of the great hall, we were pressed together as well as against other people. And because I have the most horrible luck in the world, I was pressed up against none other then Malfoy.

"I don't believe I caught your name." He said with what I suppose was supposed to be a charming smile.

"I don't believe I dropped it." I sneered back.

"My, my, you do have an imposing sneer, almost Malfoy worthy, it makes one wonder why you aren't in slytherin. I've no doubt you would have turned out excellent."

"Is that so? Well if I were slytherin, you wouldn't find out how I turn would you?"

"Oh really? And why is that?"

"Because if I were slytherin that means I would have access to your common room, and therefore your dorm room, and then you wouldn't be alive now would you?"

With that I stalked off, so I didn't hear when he muttered, "I wouldn't mind you having access to my dorm."

I rejoined harry and co. in the great hall and after I let go of jack, I believe he was anxious to return to his favorite spot in front of the gryffindor fire place in the common room. The start-of-term-feast was overall, interesting. I sat by myself at the end of the gryffindor table, no I'm not a complete loner, all my friends graduated last year, anyway there I sat when I got that feeling like someone was looking at me. So I turned around and guess whose looking at me? It was Draco Malfoy, the bloody prince of slytherin was staring at me with his signature, all-knowing smirk, firmly planted on his face. I rolled my eyes at him, and turned back around. However I felt his eyes burn into the back of my head for the rest of the feast. I decided to take an early leave, and after asking Hermione for the password to the gryffindor common room and I made my way to the astronomy tower.

I'm not sure how long I sat on the cold stone floor staring at the sky, all I know is that some time I fell into a fitful sleep.

Eve's Dream

The golden light pored in through the window as we squealed and chased each other with water guns. We entered the living room, and were running around the coffee table when suddenly, the front door was blast off it's hinges. We screamed and hid beneath the coffee table, but a cold voice reached our ears.

"Come out, Come out where ever you are. Come now Tommy, I want to play too." And then a terrifying high-pitched laughter reached my ears as Tommy rose. I tried to pull him back down, but it was too late, the figure had seen him. All of a sudden I heard two words shouted by the same voice, "Avada Kedavra!" I heard a thud next to me, and shrieked when I saw Tommy's body hit the floor with a thud. I knew he was dead. I saw two red eyes peaking out of a heavy black cloak survey me, "I'll come back for you later." It hissed. And then with a pop, it was gone.

I awoke from my nightmare, shoulders shaking with sobs. "I'll come back for you later." That's what he had said, and everyday since then I'd lived in fear that he would. I finally pulled myself together and stood up, I stretched, but had no cramps, because I had gotten used to sleeping on the floor, I hardly slept in a bed any more, and I walked over to the window. A thick fog had descended over the grounds, and every thing looked so mysterious, so magical. I made my way out of the astronomy tower, and onto the grounds, as I walked on the dew covered grass I began to sing.

Lost and broken,

Hopeless and lonely,

Smiling on the outside,

Hurt beneath my skin,

My eyes are fading,

My soul is bleeding,

I'll try to make it seem ok,

But my faith is where it thins,

So help me heal these wounds,

They've been open for way to long,

Help me fill this soul,

Even though this is not your fault,

That I'm open and I'm bleeding,

All over your brand new rug,

And I need someone to help me fill them up,

I only wanted a magazine,

I only wanted a movie screen,

I only wanted a life I'd read about and dreamed,

But now my mind is an open book,

And now my heart is an open wound,

And now my life is an open soul for all to see,

So help me heal these wounds,

They've been open for way to long,

Help me fill this soul,

Even though this is not your fault,

That I'm open and I'm bleeding,

All over your brand new rug,

And I need someone to help me fill them,

So you come along,

I push you away,

And then I kick and scream for you to stay,

Because I need someone to help me,

To help me heal these wounds,

They've been open for way to long,

Help me fill this soul,

Even though this is not your fault,

That I'm open and I'm bleeding,

All over your brand new rug,

And I need someone to help me fill them,

I need some one to help sew them,

I need someone to help me close them up.

lost and broken, good charlotte