Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter Characters, I just write
about them... But I do own Princess Elizabeth, if she should try and make her
way into this story....
Author's Note: Same as last chapter! I'm still excited though about getting reviews...Thanks you guys, you really made my day... I emailed Morgan right when I got them and was just like OMG!!! IGOT REAL REVIEWS!!!!!! And also thanks to Nell... who kindly betaed my fic for me... as I'm horrendous with grammatical things.
Demetrius felt the cold air blow against his face and attempted to open his eyes. But they just weren't working. A heavy weight was over them, and he figured that he must've been blindfolded. He attempted to reach up and feel the blind fold, and was not surprised to find that his hands were also bound. He sighed inwardly and settled down on what he thought to be stone floor, his cheek pressing against the rock. He knew it would be futile to fight.
"I think he's awake now." He heard a female voice, and he felt himself tense up. "Should we bring her in, just in case?"
Another voice spoke, the one that had cursed Demetrius earlier, "Yes, bring her in. But make sure she is silenced."
Silenced? Were they talking about Claire? Demetrius fought the urge to get up and thrust himself in the direction of the voice; he knew better. He would have to find some other way out of this mess.
In the next weeks, Lauretta thrust herself into her studies, ignoring any Weasley excepting when she had to, and even avoiding Hallie, who seemed to be becoming friendlier and friendlier with Jack. If Quidditch had still existed, Lauretta would have devoted her time to that, but without it she was at a loss, and didn't know what to do with her time, so she prowled around the halls, getting under classmen in trouble when they broke any rules. She was soon known as the strictest of the Prefects, and any under classman was terrified of her, but she didn't care. She would give Giovanni someone to reckon with.
One day as she snapped at a terrified first year that had run into her, she finally realized how hypocritical she was being, and she ran to the nearest door and entered, finding a small dimly lit room equipped with a comfortable sofa, and a box of tissues, just waiting for her.
She flopped down on the big pink sofa, not even bothering to ponder why she'd never seen such a room before and began sobbing. What had gone wrong? She'd been mostly happy her first four years here, and suddenly, after a mishap with a Weasley, of all people, she couldn't control her temper?
She sat there crying for around twenty minutes before she finally calmed down. She realized that there was no use in continually avoiding all Weasleys as there were too many of them. But what could she do now? She had been so beastly to everyone; she would be shocked if anyone would actually talk to her. But she knew that the only way to improve things would be to try.
She stepped out of the room, and blinked blindly at the light in the corridors. Because she was blinded she ran directly into Professor Fulbright, the crazed potions teacher. She had avoided contact with him as much as possible since the incident with the invisible wall, and she found out that she was right in doing so.
"Watch where you are going, young lady!" He spat at her. She blinked again, getting a better look at him. "Where did you come from anyways?" He asked suspiciously. Lauretta glanced back at the door where she'd come from, and noticed that it had disappeared.
"Umm... nowhere..." She mumbled nervously. Fulbright was already known among the students for hating the magical tricks the castle provided in every corridor. Lauretta had a hunch that it was mostly because of his encounter with the invisible wall, but it was still slightly strange, that a Hogwarts Professor would be so against magical gimmicks as he was.
"Well, Missy, You couldn't have just popped up here out of nowhere. Last I checked, wizards of your age weren't allowed to Apparate around the grounds." He snarled.
"Well, see, there was a door right there." Lauretta squeaked nervously. "And there was a room, but the door just moved, and I don't know-"
"Whole rooms don't just get up and leave you silly girl. Stop lying to me." Fulbright grabbed onto Lauretta's arm. "You'll have to pay the consequences for lying to me."
"Wait-"Lauretta started but she was cut off by Lee Weasley, who seemed to pop out of nowhere.
"Ha! I found you! You're it!" He said before starting to scamper off.
"Wait a second young man!" Professor Fulbright yelled after him. "You come back here this instant."
Lee turned around, looking slightly guilty and began to walk back towards Fulbright and Lauretta. Lauretta stared at him confusedly, and Lee winked at her. "Yes Professor?" He said in a voice dripping with so much innocence that only a complete dolt would be able to take it for anything but guilty.
"What exactly did you mean just now by coming up to this young lady and yelling in an unusually loud voice for a school corridor, "You're it!"?" Fulbright asked glaring at Lee. Lauretta felt his grip tighten on her arm and she winced.
"Well, I guess I can't lie to you Professor. It's just that Lauretta, and I and some others were playing this muggle game called Hide and Go Seek. Professor Granger just explained it to me this morning, and I really wanted to have a go, and Lauretta told me it was a horrible idea, but I didn't listen to her, and she was just playing because I threatened to give her lots of zits with a hex if she didn't, and-"
"Alright, that's enough." Fulbright said cutting him off abruptly. "Just give me one reason why I should believe you."
"Hey, Lee, why did you stop looking for the rest of us?" Giovanni interrupted popping out of nowhere and taking the chance to wink at Lauretta. "We had a good game going, oh hi Professor."
"Well I found Lauretta, but Professor Fulbright here seems to be taking her off for some sort of punishment." Lee informed him. "What were you doing anyways Lauretta, that the Professor is mad at you?"
"I, er.. uh.." Lauretta glanced nervously at Fulbright. "I'm not really sure." She bit her lip, and thought carefully, what would Lee or Giovanni say if they were in her place right here? "Why exactly are you mad at me anyways Professor?" She said firmly.
"For appearing out of nowhere!" He said, looking around at the wall again slightly flustered. Giovanni, Lee and Lauretta all turned to stare at the wall likewise, yet no door appeared where Lauretta had exited before.
"Oh quit joshing Professor." Giovanni said light heartedly. "We all know that no one can Apparate on Hogwarts ground, and she couldn't just have come out of nowhere. She was just hiding for our game."
"But we'll stop playing now if you really don't like it Professor. But it's a super fun game, you should try it sometime." Lee added smoothly. "Come on Lauretta, you were right, let's go do something less rambunctious." He took Lauretta's arm, attempting to pull her away from Fulbright, but he was still gripping onto Lauretta tightly.
"Hey Professor," Giovanni said, his face going serious as he looked at Lauretta's pained and worried face. "Can you let Lauretta go now? You just said she wasn't doing anything wrong."
Professor Fulbright looked down at Lauretta, and Lauretta looked back, directly into his eyes. His eyes looked wrong some how, as if they didn't belong on his face; they were somewhat inhuman in their shade of green that couldn't be natural. Lauretta felt the incredible desire to make hers look like that, but she had to restrain her gift, which sometimes proved a difficult task. Along with being inhuman, his eyes were puzzled and vague, reinforcing the idea that she had that something was radically wrong with him. A wave of fear washed over her as he finally let go of her arm and Lee carefully pulled her away from him.
"Thanks." Lauretta said, as soon as they turned the corner and were out of sight.
"No problem." Lee and Giovanni said in unison. "We would have helped anyone get away from THAT guy." Giovanni added.
Lee elbowed Giovanni quickly, but Lauretta still heard the remark, and blushed. She turned around, still not quite trusting herself to speak instead of snapping at them as she'd grown accustomed to doing.
"Look, Lauretta." Giovanni started quietly. "I'm really sorry about what I said to you earlier. Lee and I were just jealous of the attention that Randy was giving you. I mean it's always been the three of us being best friends. We've never needed anyone else before. And then suddenly, Randy started talking about you all the time. And, well... we just didn't like it, that's all." Giovanni rubbed his toe on the floor uncomfortably.
"And now, Randy's really miserable, and he doesn't know what to do about it, and it's our entire fault. And he really likes you." Lee continued for him.
"Really?" Lauretta asked, feeling a smile coming on.
Jack looked around the deserted infirmary room. The beds were all perfectly spotless and white, lined up in their perfect rows. He glanced at the paintings on the walls, noting that they were all void of life and movement. The paintings were just as sick of him as he was of them. He hated being stuck here for so long, until he was absolutely healed. He knew what the teachers were really worried about. They were worried about what the students would ask him. They were worried about what he would tell them. Besides Lauretta and Hallie, he had had no other visitors. He had a suspicion that it was because no one else was allowed in.
He got up quietly, testing his legs as he hadn't walked on them since he'd been in the Hospital wing. He was happy to find that they were sturdy, and he moved quickly to the door. He pulled at it and was angered to find out that it was locked. He whipped out his wand and yelled "Alohamora." The lock clicked and the door swung open. He was amazed that they thought he'd be stuck when he knew such a simple spell.
Jack entered the hall quietly for he knew that he would get into trouble if he was caught wandering around the halls at night, but he didn't really care. All he wanted was a bite of real food. He wandered carelessly towards the painting of fruit that he knew led to the kitchen, acting with his stomach, not his head. He was so careless that he ran straight into a fully grown person.
"Lumos," The person said, pointing his wand towards Jack so he could see his face. Jack also caught sight of the man's face, and he shuddered. "Knox."
Author's Note: Same as last chapter! I'm still excited though about getting reviews...Thanks you guys, you really made my day... I emailed Morgan right when I got them and was just like OMG!!! IGOT REAL REVIEWS!!!!!! And also thanks to Nell... who kindly betaed my fic for me... as I'm horrendous with grammatical things.
Demetrius felt the cold air blow against his face and attempted to open his eyes. But they just weren't working. A heavy weight was over them, and he figured that he must've been blindfolded. He attempted to reach up and feel the blind fold, and was not surprised to find that his hands were also bound. He sighed inwardly and settled down on what he thought to be stone floor, his cheek pressing against the rock. He knew it would be futile to fight.
"I think he's awake now." He heard a female voice, and he felt himself tense up. "Should we bring her in, just in case?"
Another voice spoke, the one that had cursed Demetrius earlier, "Yes, bring her in. But make sure she is silenced."
Silenced? Were they talking about Claire? Demetrius fought the urge to get up and thrust himself in the direction of the voice; he knew better. He would have to find some other way out of this mess.
In the next weeks, Lauretta thrust herself into her studies, ignoring any Weasley excepting when she had to, and even avoiding Hallie, who seemed to be becoming friendlier and friendlier with Jack. If Quidditch had still existed, Lauretta would have devoted her time to that, but without it she was at a loss, and didn't know what to do with her time, so she prowled around the halls, getting under classmen in trouble when they broke any rules. She was soon known as the strictest of the Prefects, and any under classman was terrified of her, but she didn't care. She would give Giovanni someone to reckon with.
One day as she snapped at a terrified first year that had run into her, she finally realized how hypocritical she was being, and she ran to the nearest door and entered, finding a small dimly lit room equipped with a comfortable sofa, and a box of tissues, just waiting for her.
She flopped down on the big pink sofa, not even bothering to ponder why she'd never seen such a room before and began sobbing. What had gone wrong? She'd been mostly happy her first four years here, and suddenly, after a mishap with a Weasley, of all people, she couldn't control her temper?
She sat there crying for around twenty minutes before she finally calmed down. She realized that there was no use in continually avoiding all Weasleys as there were too many of them. But what could she do now? She had been so beastly to everyone; she would be shocked if anyone would actually talk to her. But she knew that the only way to improve things would be to try.
She stepped out of the room, and blinked blindly at the light in the corridors. Because she was blinded she ran directly into Professor Fulbright, the crazed potions teacher. She had avoided contact with him as much as possible since the incident with the invisible wall, and she found out that she was right in doing so.
"Watch where you are going, young lady!" He spat at her. She blinked again, getting a better look at him. "Where did you come from anyways?" He asked suspiciously. Lauretta glanced back at the door where she'd come from, and noticed that it had disappeared.
"Umm... nowhere..." She mumbled nervously. Fulbright was already known among the students for hating the magical tricks the castle provided in every corridor. Lauretta had a hunch that it was mostly because of his encounter with the invisible wall, but it was still slightly strange, that a Hogwarts Professor would be so against magical gimmicks as he was.
"Well, Missy, You couldn't have just popped up here out of nowhere. Last I checked, wizards of your age weren't allowed to Apparate around the grounds." He snarled.
"Well, see, there was a door right there." Lauretta squeaked nervously. "And there was a room, but the door just moved, and I don't know-"
"Whole rooms don't just get up and leave you silly girl. Stop lying to me." Fulbright grabbed onto Lauretta's arm. "You'll have to pay the consequences for lying to me."
"Wait-"Lauretta started but she was cut off by Lee Weasley, who seemed to pop out of nowhere.
"Ha! I found you! You're it!" He said before starting to scamper off.
"Wait a second young man!" Professor Fulbright yelled after him. "You come back here this instant."
Lee turned around, looking slightly guilty and began to walk back towards Fulbright and Lauretta. Lauretta stared at him confusedly, and Lee winked at her. "Yes Professor?" He said in a voice dripping with so much innocence that only a complete dolt would be able to take it for anything but guilty.
"What exactly did you mean just now by coming up to this young lady and yelling in an unusually loud voice for a school corridor, "You're it!"?" Fulbright asked glaring at Lee. Lauretta felt his grip tighten on her arm and she winced.
"Well, I guess I can't lie to you Professor. It's just that Lauretta, and I and some others were playing this muggle game called Hide and Go Seek. Professor Granger just explained it to me this morning, and I really wanted to have a go, and Lauretta told me it was a horrible idea, but I didn't listen to her, and she was just playing because I threatened to give her lots of zits with a hex if she didn't, and-"
"Alright, that's enough." Fulbright said cutting him off abruptly. "Just give me one reason why I should believe you."
"Hey, Lee, why did you stop looking for the rest of us?" Giovanni interrupted popping out of nowhere and taking the chance to wink at Lauretta. "We had a good game going, oh hi Professor."
"Well I found Lauretta, but Professor Fulbright here seems to be taking her off for some sort of punishment." Lee informed him. "What were you doing anyways Lauretta, that the Professor is mad at you?"
"I, er.. uh.." Lauretta glanced nervously at Fulbright. "I'm not really sure." She bit her lip, and thought carefully, what would Lee or Giovanni say if they were in her place right here? "Why exactly are you mad at me anyways Professor?" She said firmly.
"For appearing out of nowhere!" He said, looking around at the wall again slightly flustered. Giovanni, Lee and Lauretta all turned to stare at the wall likewise, yet no door appeared where Lauretta had exited before.
"Oh quit joshing Professor." Giovanni said light heartedly. "We all know that no one can Apparate on Hogwarts ground, and she couldn't just have come out of nowhere. She was just hiding for our game."
"But we'll stop playing now if you really don't like it Professor. But it's a super fun game, you should try it sometime." Lee added smoothly. "Come on Lauretta, you were right, let's go do something less rambunctious." He took Lauretta's arm, attempting to pull her away from Fulbright, but he was still gripping onto Lauretta tightly.
"Hey Professor," Giovanni said, his face going serious as he looked at Lauretta's pained and worried face. "Can you let Lauretta go now? You just said she wasn't doing anything wrong."
Professor Fulbright looked down at Lauretta, and Lauretta looked back, directly into his eyes. His eyes looked wrong some how, as if they didn't belong on his face; they were somewhat inhuman in their shade of green that couldn't be natural. Lauretta felt the incredible desire to make hers look like that, but she had to restrain her gift, which sometimes proved a difficult task. Along with being inhuman, his eyes were puzzled and vague, reinforcing the idea that she had that something was radically wrong with him. A wave of fear washed over her as he finally let go of her arm and Lee carefully pulled her away from him.
"Thanks." Lauretta said, as soon as they turned the corner and were out of sight.
"No problem." Lee and Giovanni said in unison. "We would have helped anyone get away from THAT guy." Giovanni added.
Lee elbowed Giovanni quickly, but Lauretta still heard the remark, and blushed. She turned around, still not quite trusting herself to speak instead of snapping at them as she'd grown accustomed to doing.
"Look, Lauretta." Giovanni started quietly. "I'm really sorry about what I said to you earlier. Lee and I were just jealous of the attention that Randy was giving you. I mean it's always been the three of us being best friends. We've never needed anyone else before. And then suddenly, Randy started talking about you all the time. And, well... we just didn't like it, that's all." Giovanni rubbed his toe on the floor uncomfortably.
"And now, Randy's really miserable, and he doesn't know what to do about it, and it's our entire fault. And he really likes you." Lee continued for him.
"Really?" Lauretta asked, feeling a smile coming on.
Jack looked around the deserted infirmary room. The beds were all perfectly spotless and white, lined up in their perfect rows. He glanced at the paintings on the walls, noting that they were all void of life and movement. The paintings were just as sick of him as he was of them. He hated being stuck here for so long, until he was absolutely healed. He knew what the teachers were really worried about. They were worried about what the students would ask him. They were worried about what he would tell them. Besides Lauretta and Hallie, he had had no other visitors. He had a suspicion that it was because no one else was allowed in.
He got up quietly, testing his legs as he hadn't walked on them since he'd been in the Hospital wing. He was happy to find that they were sturdy, and he moved quickly to the door. He pulled at it and was angered to find out that it was locked. He whipped out his wand and yelled "Alohamora." The lock clicked and the door swung open. He was amazed that they thought he'd be stuck when he knew such a simple spell.
Jack entered the hall quietly for he knew that he would get into trouble if he was caught wandering around the halls at night, but he didn't really care. All he wanted was a bite of real food. He wandered carelessly towards the painting of fruit that he knew led to the kitchen, acting with his stomach, not his head. He was so careless that he ran straight into a fully grown person.
"Lumos," The person said, pointing his wand towards Jack so he could see his face. Jack also caught sight of the man's face, and he shuddered. "Knox."