In The Dead Of Night
It was the second time she had the dream. The same emptiness the same dark corridor, the same faceless man. Olivia was dreanched in sweat, her heart was racing, and out of pure instinct she had grabbed her wand and clutched it to her chest. She knew it was just a dream, but it had to be more than a coincidence that it was exactly the same as before. She sat in bed, surounded by darkness, and waited until her body calmed down before she tried to go back to sleep. When at last the light of dawn began creeping in through the window she gave up and made her way to the showers.
When she made her way down to the common room, Olivia still felt groggy. She had taken a longer shower than usual in the hopes that it would energize her, but it had been a fruitless attempt. And now she looked around, knowing that he would be waiting for her, she found him sitting in front of the fireplace.
"I'm sorry I'm late," she said sleepily, a silent yawn escaping her mouth.
"Good morning," he stood up and gave her a quick hug and a kiss on the cheeck. It was now common knowledge to the entire Gryffindor tower that James Potter and Olivia Malfoy were going out. After their midnight date a week ago they had been inseprable. They had eaten every meal together, they studied together, and spent every single free minute they had togehter. Of course, Leticia and Rodrick, and Sylvia and Lewis were also amongst their company, but like all couples starting out they wanted as much time alone as they could manage.
She had felt a little nervous the first time they had walked into the Great Hall for breakfast together. It had been the Monday after their date, when they made their way back to the common room and sat by the fire talking, before they realized it the first students started making thier way down for breakfast. In an attempt to be conspicuous they had imediately gone upstairs and changed into their uniforms. They had laughed about how tired they were going to be until they had a chance to rest during thier first free period. Without to much thought Olivia had reached over and taken James' hand, and that's the way they had walked in. At first it seemed as no one had noticed, but as soon as the reached the Gryffindor table the questions began. By the end of that day it was official. And so for the past week they had met every morning to make thier way down for breakfast.
"I had that nightmare again, you remember the one I told you about, the dark corridor? It kept me up half the night I'm going to have a rough time in lesson's today," she imagined nodding off in transfiguration while attempting to change her frog into a bird.
"I'm sure you'll be okay, you can take a nap after transfiguration can't you?" He was looking at her sideways, both thier bags draped over his shoulder.
"Yeah," she responded unsure.
Maybe because she was so sleepy, or maybe it was because the dream had made her a nervous reck, but Olivia was having a difficult time with her lesson. Professor Frigler had given them each a dove that they were supposed to be turning into a ferret, but all Olivia had managed to do was strip her dove of all it's feathers. It was now shaking on top of her desk.
"I'm sorry Professor Frigler, I don't know why I am having such a hard time." He hadn't given her a low mark but Professor Frigles did add extra homework to her already heavy workload.
"I'll help you with it," James had offered during lunch. She thanked him and excused herself from the group to go upstairs for a quick nap.
"Wait a second I'll walk you to the common room," James said.
"No it's okay. I'll see you later." she kissed him goodbye and walked out of the hall.
The corridors where empty since students were either still finishing thier lunches or heading towards thier classes. Olivia gave thanks for the lack of noise and people it would make it easier to get upstairs.
"You and that Potter boy getting along well," called a voice from behind her.
It was Nott's. If there was anything bad that had come out of her new relationship with James it was Nott's. At first she had brushed it up as jealousy, he would make sly comments to her in class sometimes, but she tried to ignore him. "
"Oh and I suppose you would do better," she answered her face red with anger. James had already told her about the rude comments Nott's and his group made to him and Rodrick. So Olivia was quick to show Nott's that she wasn't going to allow it. If there was anything Olivia didn't like it was a bully. Demitri was just the type of person to try and assert his power where it wasn't needed, present case not excluded. "I don't suppose that's any of your business Nott's."b She walked away but then felt his arm on her wrist. "What do you want," she spat pulling her hand out of his suprisingly firm grip.
"Oh come on Olivia, isn't it obvious?" his voice lowered. He had an unreadable expression that gave Olivia a bad feeling.
Not wanting to satisfy him with a response she turned and made her way quickly up the stairs. When she got up to her room she found that she was far to angry to sleep. She pulled out her transfiguration textbook and tried to read. She slammed it down, it was useless. Notts had taken it on himself to harass her everytime he saw her alone. She hadn't told James about before and she probably wasn't going to say anything today. She knew that he hated Nott's for and she didn't want to add to his anger. She hadn't done a thing when the bell rang, gathering her stuff she headed off to her next lesson hoping that she wouldn't run into Notts again.
She didn't. And after she went the whole day without seeing him and having had a chance to take a little nap she felt energized enough to tackle another round of homework. She had found it alot easier, especially with the amount of homework they were recieving before the holiday's, to study without the distraction of her friends and James. James, she was glad to hear, was more than willing to study apart from her as long as they got to spend at least one hour alone together. After playing a game of wizard's chest with him back at the common room, Olivia had excused herself for her nightly trip to the library. She found a perfect little nook at the center of the library where she could go for long periods of time without being disturbed. Tonight the library was lighter than usual, so Olivia eagerly walked over to her regular spot.
It was only after she had been at her work for a few hours that she realized how tired she really was. The nightmare and lack of sleep from the previous night had finally caught up to her. She was finding it difficult to keep her eyes open and she could feel herself slowly drifting off. She had almost made up her mind to call it quits when she realized that she still had Frigler's extra readings to do. Deciding that she had better rest for a minute before starting her work again. she laid her head on the table.
Olivia woke up, startled not remembering where she was. Her neck felt sore as she raised her head and looked around. It was dark but she could just make out the outlines of the aisle's of books. She was still in the library, she had fallen asleep and now all the lanterns and torches had been extinguished, Still a little groggy and in a rush to get out of there she packed up her stuff and made her way to the door. She had heard about the students who had fallen asleep in the library while studying, but they always ended by Madame Pince dropping a heavy book on the table, scaring them awake. Grateful that she had escaped Pince's rude awakening and detention for disrespecting curfew Olivia walked down the hall headed for the Gryffindor tower. There was little to no light as she walked, but she didn't dare turn on her wand from fear running into a prefect or a professor. She was nearing the shortcut that would lead her right to the fat ladie's portrait when she heard a noise. She stopped and strained to listen. This time she could distinctly make out the sounds of people walking and whispering to one another. She turned her head, unable to make out which way the sounds were coming from becuase of the echo. She turned the corner thinking she had avoid whoever it was when she saw two figures ahead of her.
They stopped when they caught sight of Olivia but then continued walking directly towards her. Fearing it was a professor Olivia made no attempt to run, so when she realized it was Notts it was to late.
"Olivia, isn't it a little late for you to be out?" It wasn't concern she heard in his voice, it was morbid curiousity.
"I fell asleep in the library, but that is no business of yours," she said as she started walking away.
Notts put his hand up and blocked her way."Wait a minute what's your hurry? Let's have a little talk, shall we?" He towered over her and Olivia couldn't help but notice his size. His friend, in apparent boredom, decided to leave and head towards the Slythering dungeons. She heard him laughing as he went.
"You and I have nothing to talk about, Notts. Now get out of my way." She made an attempt to move but he was to quick he grabbed her arm and pulled her in front of him once more.
Olivia was getting angry. Pushing his arm out she started to walk away again but this time Notts came at her with both arms and pushed her up against the wall. His grip was like iron. Instinctively she reached for her wand. But he was to quick his wand was already out and erupting in a green light that caused Olivias wand to fly out of her hand and way beyond her reach. She didn't know what to do. She considered yelling but felt that if she woke up the whole castle. the consequences would be devistating. Her heart was racing.
"Listen Demitri," she pleaded. "Why don't we talk another time? Why don't you let me go,and maybe we'll meet tommorrow."
At first she thought it had worked, she felt Demitri's grip weaken and attempted a run for it. But once again he was upon her and this time when he spoke there was malice in his voice. "You'd like that wouldn't you? So you could run back to that git Potter, and get me into trouble. Olivia I really don't know what you see in him. It's me you should be with, I'm the one who can make you..." and then he was leaning in on her, he was about to kiss her she could feel his breath on her face. She brought her arms in front of her and pushed but it only made him come in stronger.
"Demitri," her voice was louder, "Demitri if you don't let me go I am going to scream." She struggled and pushed with all her might, but it was a feeble attempt. He was pushing in on her with twice as much strength. Finally, fearing the worse she took a breath and was about to scream for help when his hand closed around her mouth. He was pushing down hard on her mouth, his other arm on her chest holding his wand to her face.
"Shhh.." he whispered. "There's no need to scream, we're just going to have a little fun." His voice was maniacal and he was breathing heavily as if he were on some kind of rush.
Olivia tried to pry his hand off of her but he only pushed down harder. The pressure around her mouth and her chest was so hard that she was struggling to breath. Her eyes were wide with terror. She had no idea what he was capable of and she did not want to find out. Her mind was racing. Somebody had to come this way and see them. she found herself wishing a professor or prefect would.. And then she saw a flashing green light out of the corner of her eye and Notts' wand flew out of his hand. Taking her chance while he was distracted she ducked out of his arms and ran straight into James.
"James," she struggled. The sight of him with his wand out brought tears to her eyes she wrapped her arms around him, her breath coming out in short whisps. She could hear him whispering soothing words in her ear.
There was another blinding light as Dimitri yelled "Ictus Atollo" and James flew several feet into the air and landed hard onto the ground. "James!" Olivia screamed. She searched the ground frantically and found her wand several feet away but before she could reach it Notts hit her with a spell and knocked her into the wall.
Laughing he turned his attention back to James who was now struggling to his feet. "Potter I'll finally be able to give you what you deserve, Potter" He was about to hit him with another spell when Olivia finally was able to reach her wand. "Expelliarmus!" she yelled. Notts wand flew out of his wand. But that did not seem to bother him. He continued closing in on James and when he reached him he kicked him hard in the stomach.
"This is for my father," he yelled as her brought his foot down on James over and over again.
This time. with no hand over her mouth, Olivia was able to scream for him to stop. She was still screaming and trying to hold Nott's back when the torches of the hallway were finally lit.
A/N: So here it is, the last chapter I am going to post on this site. Apperantly I have some reader's but they are all to shy to comment. Unless by some odd occurance you guys decided to review thanI might continue posting. Here is a little preview of the next chapter:
Harry Potter rushed over to James' side, followed by an attractive witch Olivia assumed was James' mother. "Oh, James!" she cried as she took hold of his hand. My dearest." She kissed his head softly. Olivia stood back not wanting to disturb the scene transpiring before her. Itwasn't untilshe attempted to move that his mother looked up. Her face registered a look of confusion, she obviously hadn't been aware of her presence. Harry Potter on the other hand, had been watching her since the moment he had arrived.
"I'm sorry Mrs. Potter, um, it's just that, well,"Olivia muttered.
"Don't worry dear, Madame Nocturna told that someone had been with him." She looked down at her son. "Do you know what happened?"
Finding her footing Olivia recounted the details of the story. When she was done she looked up at Mr. Potter who was still looking at her with more than mild interest. She suddenly was aware that the Potter's probably wanted to be alone with their son, so she quickly added, "Listen, I don't have to be here anymore. I just wanted to make sure he wasn't alone I should probably go."
"No," Harry said. "I mean, you don't have to go. You can stay."
"Of course you can," said Mrs. Potter quitely. "I'm sorry dear, what is your name?"
"It's Olivia Malfoy, and thank you so much for letting me stay."