I DO NOT OWN THE CHARLIE BONE CHARRIES! ONLY TOMOS GRYPHON AND DEMBRE DEVILE!
Chap 4- Fidelo Bewitched
Dembe Devile looked at all the children talking to one another just inside the iron gates of Bloors. All the Drama students, Art and Music were in separate groups talking to one another. Dembe grinned evilly. This was how it was meant to be. Her cold eyes were drawn to beside the forest where the group was a mix of music and art. Dembre's face twisted in rage and she slammed her palms on the old oak bench. It began to rot until it was a pile of ash.
"Excuse me Ms. Devile, My grandfather said you wanted to see me." The voice belonged to Manfred Bloor. Hypnotist and great-grandson of Ezekil.
Dembre walked over to Manfred, a black mist sweeping from under the long, black skirt she wore. Manfred was frightened but at the same time mystified. Dembre grinned and wrapped her arms around Manfred's shoulders. She whispered in his ear, words of order. "Bring me Fidelo Gunn."
Manfred looked as though an angel had just given him all the knowledge in the world. He went down on one knee and kissed the black opal ring she wore. "I will not let you down." He said as he walked out. His coal black eyes were now filled with an even blacker mist, which made him obey the witches command.
Outside, away from the dark room Fidelo Gunn was about to tell his friends about Mr Pilgrims return. He felt rather proud as he was the only one who was not endowed and felt for the first time, he knew something they didn't. He opened his mouth but a loud bell sounded.
It was matron, ringing an old bell that meant it was time for class.
As Charlie walked to his trumpet lesson, he sighed. He would have to wait till lunch to hear Fidelo's story. As he walked into the room he was surprised to see Tomos standing there. He turned Charlie around and marched him out of the room and down the corridor.
"Tomos! What are you doing? I'm bound to get detention for sure!" Charlie told the blue haired boy quickly. But Charlie was speechless as he was pushed into an unused classroom where Olivia, Emma and Billy were sitting.
"Whats this all about?" Charlie asked as Billy waved, Emma smiled and Olivia jumped up and gave him a big hug.
"Oh Charlie! Its terrible!" She exclaimed. "We all heard Matron on the phone talking to your horrid aunt Eustacia! She was talking about the Black Witch!"
"I don't understand." Charlie said.
"She's here Charlie! The black witch is here!" Billy cried, looking fearful.
Emma then began to speak. "Charlie I know that this is a shock but I think we should talk after dark,"
"Why not now?" Charlie questioned. He was eager to talk now.
"I have to finish my painting for an exam." Emma told him.
"I'm training Blessed to keep Matron in her room. I've taught him how to bark and growl." Billy said. Charlie couldn't help but grin. He knew all his aunts were terrified of dogs.
"And me and Tomos have to practice speaking lines. The auditions for the school play are next week!" Oliva exclaimed and began jumping up and down in excitement. "It's Macbeth, I'm auditioning for Lady Macbeth and Tomos Macbeth."
'Fidelo will love that.' Charlie thought. "Where are we going to meet?"
This time Tomos spoke. "In the drama room." He grabbed Charlie and walked him back to class. He was expecting to be sent out but got a smile and a 'welcome Charlie' from his teacher.
"That was lucky." He mouthed to Tomos. His eyes were shining gold.
The lesson finished quite soon as Charlie had been half an hour late. He rushed to the canteen but Fidelo wasn't there.
Fidelo was in a new office. All the furniture was dark and the room was filled with black roses. He had been waiting for a few minutes when someone walked in. Fidelos mouth dropped. The woman's dark hair swayed very fashionably and she looked stunning in a black trouser suit.
Dembre couldn't help but smile at the boys reaction as she walked towards him. She sat in a large Black chair and leaned over the desk. Her face inches away from Fidelos. "Now Fidelo. Idont like what you've been saying about the teachers."
Fidelo gulped. "What have I done?" He asked nervously.
"You were going to tell your friends all about dear Mr Pilgrims return. But you wonts will you. And you wont tell them of our little meeting."
"I wont." Fidelo answered. A black mist traveled from her eyes to his. He saw the ruins, four stone beds, hands dipped in black water and a shadow floating in the center.
Dembre had bewitched Fidelos mind. She let out a small cough and Manfred came in and marched Fidelo out of the room. His mind was blank. He had been more than hypnotized. His mind had been re-written.