FALLEN
Chapter Two: Save Us From Danger, Save Us From Evil
There was a tint of life, and color to Alexandria's normally white and pale skin. Her dark blue eyes were normally very noticable. But she had just fed the night before, the color and little warmth in her fingertips were the last of the effects of the blood. EVery time she drank, her face became more colorful, she became warm, no longer stone cold, she became as mortal as it was possible to be. Her black hair hung loosely, flowing passed her shoulders and a little down her back. Her eyes hid behind a sheet of it. She pulled it back in a low pony tail and clipped it up, a few loose strands hanging in her face. She grabbed her back and stuffed some very old, very valuable books inside. She swung it over her shoulder in the quick vampiric strength she possessed. She walked a few paces to the Great Hall.
Sunlight flooded into the room, illuminatiing the drowsy yet chatty students. She recoiled slightly. Sunlight did not harm her, yet she got a very uncomfortable feeling when around it. She walked over to the Slytherin table and sat far away from the others. She waited impatiently for Chaylin and Jessica, but they were running late.
'Probably over slept,' Alex thought, 'When I left them with that woman last night...they probably stayed up all night torturing her..'
She felt someone sit down beside her, instinctively she said, "Jess-?" and stopped mid sentance.
To her right, was a pale-skinned boy with a cruel smirk, gelled back blonde hair and cold, steel grey eyes.
"Malfoy. What do you want? I'm busy, I'd rather not sit and chat," She sputtered venomisly.
"Oh nothing," Draco drawed, "Just a little talk."
"Well," Alex said, drawing in a breath, "I suppose we can just get to the part where you trust so much in your ego that you ask me out and I reject you coldly?"
"Actually," Draco said, "That wasn't what I was here for. But if it is an option"
Chaylin and Jessica appeared behind him.
"Bye bye," Alex said, as she pushed Draco away and Jess and Chay took his place.
"Listen," Alex whispered in a low vampiric voice, so that no mortal ears could have heard, "I need you to distract Harry's friends on the way to Potions, in the hallway. I need to...talk...to him...alone. The busy haired girl will most likely figure out our plan."
"Okay," Jessica replied, "we can do it. The girl will be drawn away by our insults, and the other boy is so smitten with her that he'll follow suite. However, after we make our move you need to coem after him quickly. He's brave, loyal, he'll want to defend his friends."
"Easy enough," Alex said, "I can do it. We will be like a pack of wolves moving in for the kill!"
Alex hurried behind the trio and ducked behind a corner, standing alone in the shadows, blending in. The power of adaptions. She almost laughed at how easy it was. She could do it in a few days, but she wanted to have some fun. Play with his mind. Make him make wrong choices. Control every aspect of his life, confuse him. This was going to be extremely fun.
She spotted Jessica and Chaylin closing on them. With her ears she heard snippets of their conversation.
"filthy Mudblood," Jessica said.
"Traitor
of blood," Chaylin spat.
They were circling around the others, like a vulture before it feeds.
"Oh really?" Hermione said, "I suggest you head to class before I report you, I am a Prefect."
"Simply dreadful," Jessica said, "The busy-haired know-it-all is going to make us sit through detention! Horrific, isn't it?"
Chaylin's cruel laughter shrieked through the hall. The girls were slowly backing away, and the other two followed. They had fallen for the trap. Now. Alex glided over to Harry and bumped into him on purpose, making him drop his books.
"Sorry," She said, "I wasn't watching where I was going."
Perfect.
Harry and Alexandria bent down at the same time. They lifted their heads at the same time, and their eyes met and locked onto each other. Alex's dark eyes became brighter, rising in color shades every second, soon they were a bright, blinding white. She almost smile, but she didn't blink. She was feeding him thoughts through her eyes, and he was eating them up hungairly. It seemed he was waiting for her to come and do this to him.
'You will remember me...you will think about me...you will be drawn to me and not know why...'
That is what she told him.
"Harry?" Ron said.
FucK.
She blinked and Harry and herself was knowcked out of the trance. Her eyes slowly went back to the normal, extremely dark blue. She straightened up.
"Sorry," she told the other two, "I accidently knocked some of his things over. Terribly, terribly sorry."
She turned away. She heard the footsteps of the others walking down the hallway.
"We were chasing those girls," Hermione was saying, "and we thought you'd follow but you didn't. Anyways, they...like, disappeared."
"Typical Slytherins," Ron said dully.
Harry had trouble walking, he seemed very wobbly, and he was murmuring nonsense. He couldn't stop thinking about that girl. The only thing he remembered was her dark blue eyes. But something elese dug at him too. Her piercing beauty. Something about her...what was her name? Had she even told him? What was her house? The badge on her chest...it was a Slytherin's! This morning, in the Great Hall he could've sworn she was talking to Malfoy!
He had a terrible headache.
He couldn't concentrate, or even talk.
He remembered solemnly the girls features. Her long legs, small hips and stomach, the swell of her plump breasts beneath her robe, her lanky shoulders, long shimmering black hair and oddly pale, white skin. Her long, fingernails and her dark, almond-shaped blue eyes. She was beautiful. And mysterioues. He didn't quite know what he was thinking about...all he knew is that he wanted more of her. He wanted to see her again.
