A/N: Thanks if you reviewed any of my last chapters; I keep writing and
never get a chance to thank the reviewers, so thanks now!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Chapter 4~Beatrice Vector
'Come to me...taste me...feel me...touch me...kiss me...love me...loathe me...FEAR ME!!'
Titania woke up with a start. She breathed heavily, and got up out of bed. She looked out the window. It was very early in the morning; about 5:00 a.m. she guessed. She had just had an awful dream...the last words swam in her head...she didn't bother trying to go to sleep. She began tossing her books into her bag and got her robes on; all the while looking at the window in hope of seeing her owl, Tyree, come with some letters for her. She didn't have any friends though, so she didn't expect much.
She went down into the common room and sat down by the fireplace, reading her timetable. First class was Transfiguration, then she had Defense Against the Dark Arts with Professor Solaria; she had no idea whom that was but she was going to find out sooner or later. Then Potions; then History of Magic. She only knew the Transfiguration teacher, McGonagall. The rest were unknown to her.
After a while of sitting on the comfy rug, she felt herself doze off. Then she heard tapping. Then again. She woke from her trance and looked at the window to find Tyree there, waiting.
"What? What? O hi Tyree. I'm coming, I'm coming."
She got up and walked to the window, and let Tyree in. He began zooming around the Common Room. She looked at the clock. 5:30. It was still early. Holy cow. Tyree perched on her shoulder and she pulled the letter off her leg.
"Go too the roost!" she said, shooing her off. She opened the letter and her mouth opened wide.
'I see you. I feel you. I taste you.'
It was written in a bright green strange writing. It was creeping her out. She ran up the stairs to wake up Tina and show her.
As soon as she got up, before she could wake Tina up, there was a tap, tap on the window. There was a big ugly black owl. Titania opened the window for it. The bird came in and dug it's blood-ridden nails into Titania's shoulders. It seared with pain but Titania felt as if she couldn't open her mouth. It hissed and she pulled off the letter.
'Don't tell the weak girl or my bird will attack! Don't tell anyone or you will suffer the consequences!'
Titania gasped. Both letters burst into flames, and so did the bird. She tried to scream, but her lips were sealed together. What was happening to her? * * *
At breakfast, Titania was weary and everybody noticed.
"What's wrong?" Tina asked.
"Didn't get much sleep."
"Are you fine? Do you want to see the nurse?"
"Nope! Nope! I'm fine!"
Titania ate breakfast at an alarming rate and then left for Transfiguration. In the halls, the girl who stood in front of her in line ran up to catch up with her.
"Like, hi!" she said. She had a flemy-like voice. "I'm Beatrice Victor! Sorry for being so like rude yesterday, I was like soooo nervous!" She gave a humongous grin, showing strange metal things on her teeth. The two gained eye contact. Though this Beatrice was trying to be nice, there was much distrust in her eyes. There was other strange things about her eyes, but Titania had no time to read because of the short period they had eye contact.
"What's your next class?"
"Um..." Titania paused. "Transfiguration."
"Oh my god! What house
are you in?"
"Gryffindor."
"Oh my god! I'm in like Slytherin! We have like Transfiguration together!"
"Oh."
"Isn't that like amazing!"
"Yeah, sure. Listen, I have to get something in the common room...see you around."
"Fine then leave me!" Beatrice pouted. She stalked off.
Titania went to the right down a corridor leading to the Hufflepuff Common Room; she was planning on taking an alternative route to class.
When she was down a corridor that she'd only been to once, a quiet corridor, she stopped. She heard voices.
'Yes...yess...come closer to me...feel my breath against your neck...feel my tongue against your cheek...I taste you can you taste me?'
She breathed heavily and waited. She felt a liquid run down her cheek...she stopped breathing.
"Stop! Stop the torture! Stop!" she screamed.
'Why scream? They can't hear you! Feel my tongue in your delicate mouth...'
Titania felt something writhing through her mouth and when it came out, she tried to scream, but her mouth was glued shut.
'Feel my wrath!!'
Titania tried to do something as she fell to the floor, the things body weight on her. She found herself flailing at thin air. Then she felt the floor slipping..she was blacking out... * * *
Titania woke with a start. She was in the hospital wing. It was 10:00. She passed out an hour ago. She sprang out of her bed towards the door.
"Thank you Madame Pomfrey!" she shouted to the nurse, running through the hallway towards Defense Against the Dark Arts class. It was far from the hospital wing though.
When she was almost in class, she got caught by Mr. Filch, the caretaker.
"No galloping in the hallways, centaur." he said with a look of disgust.
"Sorry!" Titania said. "Late for class!"
"If I see you run again you'll be in detention with me!"
"Ok!"
Titania slipped into class nicely, and found her chair. There was no teacher, so she wasn't technically late.
"You're late, Titania," a cool ladies voice said behind her. "Explain!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Chapter 4~Beatrice Vector
'Come to me...taste me...feel me...touch me...kiss me...love me...loathe me...FEAR ME!!'
Titania woke up with a start. She breathed heavily, and got up out of bed. She looked out the window. It was very early in the morning; about 5:00 a.m. she guessed. She had just had an awful dream...the last words swam in her head...she didn't bother trying to go to sleep. She began tossing her books into her bag and got her robes on; all the while looking at the window in hope of seeing her owl, Tyree, come with some letters for her. She didn't have any friends though, so she didn't expect much.
She went down into the common room and sat down by the fireplace, reading her timetable. First class was Transfiguration, then she had Defense Against the Dark Arts with Professor Solaria; she had no idea whom that was but she was going to find out sooner or later. Then Potions; then History of Magic. She only knew the Transfiguration teacher, McGonagall. The rest were unknown to her.
After a while of sitting on the comfy rug, she felt herself doze off. Then she heard tapping. Then again. She woke from her trance and looked at the window to find Tyree there, waiting.
"What? What? O hi Tyree. I'm coming, I'm coming."
She got up and walked to the window, and let Tyree in. He began zooming around the Common Room. She looked at the clock. 5:30. It was still early. Holy cow. Tyree perched on her shoulder and she pulled the letter off her leg.
"Go too the roost!" she said, shooing her off. She opened the letter and her mouth opened wide.
'I see you. I feel you. I taste you.'
It was written in a bright green strange writing. It was creeping her out. She ran up the stairs to wake up Tina and show her.
As soon as she got up, before she could wake Tina up, there was a tap, tap on the window. There was a big ugly black owl. Titania opened the window for it. The bird came in and dug it's blood-ridden nails into Titania's shoulders. It seared with pain but Titania felt as if she couldn't open her mouth. It hissed and she pulled off the letter.
'Don't tell the weak girl or my bird will attack! Don't tell anyone or you will suffer the consequences!'
Titania gasped. Both letters burst into flames, and so did the bird. She tried to scream, but her lips were sealed together. What was happening to her? * * *
At breakfast, Titania was weary and everybody noticed.
"What's wrong?" Tina asked.
"Didn't get much sleep."
"Are you fine? Do you want to see the nurse?"
"Nope! Nope! I'm fine!"
Titania ate breakfast at an alarming rate and then left for Transfiguration. In the halls, the girl who stood in front of her in line ran up to catch up with her.
"Like, hi!" she said. She had a flemy-like voice. "I'm Beatrice Victor! Sorry for being so like rude yesterday, I was like soooo nervous!" She gave a humongous grin, showing strange metal things on her teeth. The two gained eye contact. Though this Beatrice was trying to be nice, there was much distrust in her eyes. There was other strange things about her eyes, but Titania had no time to read because of the short period they had eye contact.
"What's your next class?"
"Um..." Titania paused. "Transfiguration."
"Oh my god! What house
are you in?"
"Gryffindor."
"Oh my god! I'm in like Slytherin! We have like Transfiguration together!"
"Oh."
"Isn't that like amazing!"
"Yeah, sure. Listen, I have to get something in the common room...see you around."
"Fine then leave me!" Beatrice pouted. She stalked off.
Titania went to the right down a corridor leading to the Hufflepuff Common Room; she was planning on taking an alternative route to class.
When she was down a corridor that she'd only been to once, a quiet corridor, she stopped. She heard voices.
'Yes...yess...come closer to me...feel my breath against your neck...feel my tongue against your cheek...I taste you can you taste me?'
She breathed heavily and waited. She felt a liquid run down her cheek...she stopped breathing.
"Stop! Stop the torture! Stop!" she screamed.
'Why scream? They can't hear you! Feel my tongue in your delicate mouth...'
Titania felt something writhing through her mouth and when it came out, she tried to scream, but her mouth was glued shut.
'Feel my wrath!!'
Titania tried to do something as she fell to the floor, the things body weight on her. She found herself flailing at thin air. Then she felt the floor slipping..she was blacking out... * * *
Titania woke with a start. She was in the hospital wing. It was 10:00. She passed out an hour ago. She sprang out of her bed towards the door.
"Thank you Madame Pomfrey!" she shouted to the nurse, running through the hallway towards Defense Against the Dark Arts class. It was far from the hospital wing though.
When she was almost in class, she got caught by Mr. Filch, the caretaker.
"No galloping in the hallways, centaur." he said with a look of disgust.
"Sorry!" Titania said. "Late for class!"
"If I see you run again you'll be in detention with me!"
"Ok!"
Titania slipped into class nicely, and found her chair. There was no teacher, so she wasn't technically late.
"You're late, Titania," a cool ladies voice said behind her. "Explain!"