Emmi wasn't sure which way to turn as she came to a parting in the hall. Left or right? Even when she was younger it was never an easy question.
There was aloud scream. It sounded like Minnie coming from the…left?
It's a chance I'll have to take. She thought as she dashed down the hall. But why is it Minnie who is captured. How was she captured? It has to be Voldemart, but no one knew about Minnie until tonight. Not even Dumbledore was sure who the spy was. There was only one source of light; I single bulb in the middle of the hall. Everything else was pitch black, undoubtedly making it hard to know which way you were going. Emmi knew she had been here before.
"Ron! Draco! Minnie! Where are you?" she called out to the empty halls. Are you guys deaf or something? She flipped open the phone, "Are you there? Hermione? Lauren? Mike? Damn you, someone answer me!" She flung the phone onto the ground were it spiraled, and stopped at a person's foot. Emmi drew out her wand.
Puddles of water started to appear in every which way. The doors, from the inside were filled with water. She was starting to taste salt.
"Who's there?" She called into the empty corridor. She could see a shadow faintly of a person. Tall-ish, it had to be a female, since that person was wearing heels, and a skirt/dress.
"Who's there?" she repeated, her voice echoed into the nothing, the water was forming now, into a large puddle and raising. It felt like a jungle, steamy and misty, and hard to breathe. Anything but water.
Like in an old movie, the person stepped, slowly out of the dark and directly under the only source of light.
Emmi squinted her eyes, "Ivy? Ivy, Lance is looking for you."
Ivy took a step closer
"But did you see anyone?" Emmi continued, "You know the people I came in with, I lost them and I thought they might have gone down this way to the bathroom, or, to get something out of Lauren's locker," She said it all to quickly.
Ivy just smiled. Her hands were behind her back, and she had that cat-like smile, that she hardly ever wore. Emmi looked over every dealt on her body, every bone and eye-lash. Her thin dress, you could see her ribs poking out of it, low cut too, but there was nothing to show off.
Emmi backed away slowly, she wasn't sure why, but it did seem like the smart thing to do.
"Where are you going?" Ivy said, but it wasn't in her normal weeping voice that she would carry, it was stronger, and more alive.
"Why should you care?"
Ivy's hands were still behind her back, and her heels made a nice click with every step she took closer to Emmi, as Emmi took one step farther.
It was only starting to come into place in Emmi's head. She had no facts, no evidence to back up what she was thinking, but it made to much sense, "What's it like to be a death eater?"
Emmi expected Ivy to jump, to attack, do what ever she was planing on doing. Ivy was only two feet away from her, and it would take nothing for her to strike. Instead she just gave a flick of her wand, and the water rose higher from the floor.
"Did Baby Emmi just figure that out?"
"We're in High School now Ivy, can't you think of a more original name then 'baby'?" Emmi looked nervously at the water, as more of it grew.
"But that's what you are, jumping to the first boy who would save you from your dreams-"
"What do you know about my dreams?" the water was surrounding Emmi, already past her converses, and filling up the hallway.
Ivy's smile grew, "More then you think. They aren't only what you've been telling Ronald. Your not always surrounded by books. Wouldn't you say that they remind you of this? Alone, only one glow of light, in a place were everyone should hear you, but they can't? The water will rise. Your going to have to fight, for everyone's life, not just your own. As we speck, your friends are getting weaker."
Emmi dropped her wand from surprise into the dark water. Covering her foolish mistake up she questioned, "Why would they be getting weak? What are you and your master doing to them!"
"How did you know about me and the Dark Lord? Was it a lucky guess? You were always good at guessing. But the Dark Lord isn't my master, he's my slave. I black mailed him to help me, with the simple works of telling the FBI about him. Oh not the crappy FBI, the one for the wizards, 'Flying By Insquize' (whatever the hell that means), they would easily have destroyed him, prophecy or not. But that doesn't matter, The Dark Lord is getting ready to kill each of the ones in this school that you care about-"
"You're a liar! Stop it!" Emmi's body was shaking, dipping her hands into the icy water she found her wand at her feet. Thinking fast, she tried to use the summoning spell to get the phone by her, but her mind was to in closed. Don't let her win. The Dark Lord can't be doing that, not yet. He's missing something, he has it but he doesn't know yet. Keep Ivy stalling.
"Did I touch a nerve?" Ivy laughed, in a way that reminded Emmi of Bellitrix in the 5th book.
Ivy put on a mocking voice, making every word slowly scrap into her, "Poor Baby Emily. She thinks her friends are dead. And the best part it? Its as though killing two birds with one stone, I'll be making you miserable and saving my slave from finding the last person besides Potter who stands in the way of his success. He's going to take over the wizarding and muggle world, with me helping him. He's got the power and I got the brains." The water rose, it was now up to Emmi's knees. But it only surrounded her, Ivy stood dry from anything. It wasn't Ivy who was afraid of it.
"I don't know what Lance ever saw in you! And what about Kyle?"
"Lance?" Ivy stopped laughing, "That Ass-Hole of a fool!"
"You had him under Imperious Curse, didn't you?" it kept rising, waterfalls from no where were falling over Emmi. The more she spoke the faster it came, floods were falling in from the classroom. Broken glass cute into her legs. The pain was unbearable, and it made it hard for her to reach for her wand, that had feel out of her dress pocket and onto the floor next to her.
"No, it was much easier to seduce him, to tell him that I was just a girl with some 'problems' and that all I ever wanted was someone to love me, wither he really liked me or not? I don't care." Ivy was enjoying every second of this, "And Kyle? He is my love. My one and only. He is the reason I am like this. I have to make us both happy. No one can come between us"
"You just said that the Dark Lord-"
"No wonder you do so bad in school. You don't pay attention at all. Skank, really! The Dark Lord and I are surveying each other. He helps me train my powers, I help him. I spy and feed him the information that Lucius Malfoy couldn't dream up, while keeping my mouth shut about his plans to our wiarding police."
Emmi was completely under water. The corridor was flooded. And up to her neck in water, it rose, now over her head. She tried to breathe, there was nothing but the frozen, soaked threw water surrounding her.
"And as for you, you're going to get what you disserve. Getting in the way of my masters plan, and stealing Kyle from me!" Emmi opened her eyes, Ivy was insane.
"RICUALIOUS!"
The water instantly drained and not a moment to soon, and was replaced with a pool that could be for a doll.
Mike then made a motion with his wand, sending a shadow-like flash into a deserted room.
The drowning was nothing but a boggart to Emmi…for the most part.