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Raine grabbed her wand and tapped her head, while muttering a spell. She had to quiet so nobody would wake up. If it weren't for the reason she were performing it, she would have been proud that her Disillusion Spell (or whatever it was called; she didn't know) had worked.

She stuffed her wand into her pocket and walked over to window on her tiptoes. She was barefoot, because that would make it easier to climb down the Gryffindor tower.

Raine had a plan. If it worked, she would be able to get down. If it didn't, she would get severely hurt. She would place Wingardium Leviousa on herself. If her calculations were correct, it wouldn't let her float, but it would help her climb down the rope that she had hung out the window.

"Flutus Serdium." She whispered, pointing the wand that she had taken out of her pocket at her.

Raine slowly climbed out the window. She was petrified. What if she fell? The charm wouldn't work no matter what to make her keep floating.

She gripped the rope tightly and slowly started to climb down the side of the tower. When she got to a window, she climbed to the side of it, which was good because the people wouldn't see her, but bad because it made the rope swing, which made her even more scared. Every few windows, she would look down to see how much she had left, then keep going. She was scared, even if she wasn't afraid of highs. If she was risking her life, she had a reason to be scared.

Raine climbed down a little more then noticed that the rope wasn't long enough. There was only a foot left, and about eight more feet to the bottom. She stared down at the ground below her. She would have to jump the eight feet…. At least she would land on grass.

Closing her eyes tightly, Raine let go of the rope and started falling. She tried hard not to scream.

Falling, falling, falling.
Falling to my doom.
Why, oh why did I decide,
Decide to leave the room?
Close my eyes and count to ten,
And then I hit the ground,
In the silent night,
The thuds the only sound.

She had landed on her feet, then fell back down onto her bottom. She leaned back on her hands and smiled widely. She was alive!

Raine jumped onto her feet and did a little victory dance, then continued on her barefoot journey. Since it had started raining about an hour after the game ended, the grass was wet. It felt good, though.

It was cold. Raine pulled her cloak tight, wishing she had put on a sweater or something over her uniforms, and a pair of pants instead of a skirt. After a minute, the wet grass felt cold and it annoyed her. Every once in a while, she would step on a twig or something, and it would hurt, but she would keep going.

She stopped by the side of the hut by the forbidden forest to rest. She avoided looking to her left at the forest as she looked at her feet and saw that they were bleeding."Merlin… I should have worn socks."

Raine stood up and started walking. "What was that!" She whispered loudly, turning towards the forest. She swore she could've heard something in there, but turned back and continued on her way.

She wrapped her arms around herself to get herself warmer. A butterbeer would really come in handy right now. Singing to herself quietly, she kept walking.

She had the strange feeling that somebody was following her, but kept going.

She turned around silently to see if there was anybody there, then turned back and continued walking, not singing anymore. If there were somebody following her, then they probably heard her singing.

She couldn't risk anything if she wanted to get through this night without getting in trouble.

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Raine lifted herself over the fence and looked up at the small house. Surely there was a knife and a gun somewhere. Everyone in this town was paranoid. She wasn't sure why, but she knew; She had been there before.

But how would she get in? Nobody left their door open. They were too scared of murderers and robbers. It was probably because there was a chain murderer living somewhere in the town, but nobody could figure out whom…

Merlin! What if this was the murderer's house? That would be horrible! He would kill her!

Fighting her urge to run away, Raine climbed onto the edge of the window and reached her arms up, but they couldn't reach the next window. She hesitated, biting her lip until the taste of blood came into her mouth. "I have to do it." She said before stepping up onto the two-inch top of the window. She was barely breathing. One centimeter off and she would fall.

She couldn't move. She was too scared. If she stopped leaning on the wall, she would fall! There was almost no chance that she would be able to balance.

Raine slowly lifted her right arm up. She was raising slower and slower, the closer it got to the window above. Her hand finally reached the bottom of the window.

She slowly lifted herself onto her toes, still leaning down onto the wall. She lifted her left arm up as well now, so then both her hands were on the bottom of the window. With the help of the floating Charm, which surprisingly hadn't lost its effect yet, she managed to climb up onto the window.

Raine lifted up the window and climbed into the empty room. She was inside. Great.

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Raine threw her arms into the air in frustration. Was this the only person in the whole town without a knife or a gun? She glanced out the window, then at the clock. It was three o'clock already and she had to be back at Hogwarts in at least an hour and a half.

She opened the cabinet under the sink. Not there. She check the refrigerator. Not there either. This was the last room in the house to check and if there was a gun or knife in the house, it had to be there. Raine fell onto the floor and lay there with her eyes closed. If I were a knife, where would I be?

Raine opened her eyes. "Jackpot!"

Three sharp knives and a handgun were taped to the bottom of the table.

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Okay, I know, horrible chapter again, but I sort of had to write it. Lorraine doesn't know any spells that can kill people. Of course, there's Avada Kedavra, but she has no idea how to do that, and if she were standing there, about to kill somebody, she would stutter too much to say a spell anyway. So she has to resort to stealing a knife from somebody. Of course, it would be easier to see that it was she if she used a knife, but she planned on disposing the knife as soon as she made the murders….

Well, anyway, the next chapter's much more funnier and happier than this one.