Disclaimer: I own the ten dollars my mom gave me this morning! Nothing more I'm afraid so don't try to sue because that ten is going to lawyer fees.
The Head's common room was quiet as the sun pierced through her slightly closed curtains. Angelina lay sprawled out in her bed with her eyes red and puffy from crying the entire night. Now it was midday and she nothing but take a shower and remain in her room without interruption from Julius. Angelina sighed deeply stood and walked over to face the full-length mirror.
"I even look different," she whispered as she stared at her reflection.
Angelina twist and turn in the mirror watching her movements noting that they too had also morphed.
"What did he do to me?" She said removing her t-shirt. She blinked away tears as Angelina turned her back on herself. She twirled her head around a bit, so she could see her back.
"Oh Merlin," she gasped as her eyes drifted down to her lower back and saw what The Curse had done.
The Curse has left a tattoo like mark shaped as a skull whose eyes glowed and made her knees grow weak. The more she stared at it the weaker she felt, her breath was caught in her throat. As she continued to stare Angelina noticed the glow brightened, no matter how hard she tried she couldn't turn away. She choked viciously as she wheezed and dropped to her knees with her eyes still painfully glued to the mark.
'I'm going to die,' she thought fearfully as she her world darkened, all she could see was the skull, and it's eyes shinning victoriously.
Suddenly there was a fierce banging at the door but Angelina couldn't hear it for she was too entranced by the mark. The doorknob turned faintly but nothing happened because she had locked the door earlier.
"Johnson! Johnson...open the fucking door right now, damn you to hell if you don't open this door! Turn head away Johnson it will kill you," Julius screamed while trying to kick open the door with no avail.
He stopped and checked the insides of his cloak for his wand. He pulled it out and pointed it toward the door.
"Alohomora," he commanded and the door was unlocked
Julius burst through the door and quickly pointed his wand at the skull in the mirror's reflection.
"Reducto," he shouted as the mirror moved out of Angelina's gaze leaving her to crumple to the ground.
Julius bent down next to her and evaluated the situation only to find Angelina had had a horrific nosebleed that was staining her lilac carpet. He stared into her eyes to see that they rolled to the back of her head. Upon further inspection, he found that she was suffocating because of the clumps of blood wedged in her throat. Julius hauled her up and dragged her to the bathroom where he force her to the toilet. Angelina who was now bearing her surrounding began to cough up the blood while Julius held her hair back. When she was done, Julius pulled her up over to the sink and began to clean her face. As soon as he was done, he dried her face off with a hand towel and carried her back to her room. He pulled back the sheets, laid her down, and tucked her in. Angelina groaned, closed her eyes, and went into a dreamless sleep.
Julius glared at the sleeping girl and went to clear the blood of the carpet. After he was done he left out the room but not before making sure her life was no longer in trouble...
Trelawney sat on her window seal and looked toward the night sky. She fiddled with a practically ancient picture frame and tears of hurt streaked her face. Trelawney rocked back and fourth singing lightly.
"Hollow are trees,
Soft is the wind,
Where is my love I'll see you again,
I remember the day, the day we met,
Your face was sweaty my palms were wet,
We kindled our love with one sweet kiss,
Its day I'll treasure and the one I'll miss..."
Trelawney wept loudly clutching the picture frame for dear life. She glanced at the moving picture to see two young children laughing and running around a bench. On the bench, a man and a woman were seated cuddling and laughing. The picture itself was visibly old but to her that day was seared in her mind forever. To her it felt like it had just happened yesterday.
She wrapped the old picture frame in a handkerchief and laid it back in a wooden box. The she carefully removed a scarlet journal from the box and blew the dust off the cover.
"It's been so long since I've seen you...I died on my final entry," Trelawney said to the journal while opening to the journal and flipping to the last page.
June 8, 1964
Dear Journal,
The last thing I remember were their screams horrible blood wrenching cries for help. He made me watch the entire thing and I was powerless to stop him. We were so happy together only minutes before laughing and being silly as a family before they came. Voldemort and his group of accomplices stormed my home. We had been in hiding for quite some time and no one knew where we were except for Tom. He broke his promise to me and savagely tortured my family before my eyes. The look in Daniel's eyes showed me that I had failed him. I was the protector over the family when it came down to magic...and I failed them. I was stunned by a hex and was forced to watch them destroy my family. They fought valiantly but in the end, what power do three muggles have against magic...dark magic at that. However, that wasn't the worst part...I died when Voldemort put me under the Imperio and made me murder them one by one. From that point on I was no longer Sybil "seer of the ages" loving mother and wife...I am now just a casualty in his uprising for power.
-Sybil
It had been over 30 years since Trelawney had even glanced at any of the items in the wooden box. For her it was 30 years to soon so she wrapped up the contents and set off for the Forbidden Forest...
Angelina moaned and sat up in her bed to realize it was no longer daylight. She turned the clock next to her and gasped when she saw the time. It was 6:30 and the rest of the students would be arriving in the next two hours. She sighed flipped off the covers and trudged to the bathroom. She opened with caution in case Julius was there but in her favor, it was clear.
She spent the next hour getting ready taking a shower, brushing her teeth and hair, and putting on her Head's robes. When she was done, she left her room then to the common room.
"Nice to see you awake," came the sarcastic voice of Julius who was lounged on one of the couches.
"Nice to see your parents taught you proper etiquette," Angelina fired back in a cynical tone.
"Watch what you say Johnson because those words could be your last...remember I own you," Julius hissed pulling her down on the couch.
"I'd rather die then spend another minute with you," she shrilled.
"I should have let you die earlier...then you could get what you wanted," he mocked with a smirk.
"What?"
"Don't you remember? You went rigid after looking in the bloody mirror."
"It was your fault for putting the mark there in the first place," Julius laughed.
"My fault? How is it my fault; you should have turned away when you felt yourself ailing," Julius shouted.
"Asshole!"
"Bitch!"
"Stupid Git!"
"Mudblood!"
"Bastard!"
"Whore!"
Angelina raised her hand and smacked him in the face leaving his cheek red and his expression priceless. Angelina giggled and fell to the floor rolling around. Julius sat on the couch furious as Angelina filled the once silent room with her cold heartless laughter. He cursed and grabbed the hysterical girl and slammed her against the bookcase. The room was so quiet that one could probably hear a quill drop outside of the door.
"When we get back from the feast tonight you will pay for that," he rebuked in her face.
He stalked off in a hushed fiery leaving her to sink to the floor and think of what the repercussions of her action might be...
"Welcome everyone, to another year at Hogwarts..." Dumbledore began his almost never-ending speech after the first years had been sorted.
Angelina sat at the end of the table staring at the empty gold plate as if it were the only thing keeping her alive. Fred, George, Alicia, Katie and Lee sat listening avidly to what the twinkled eyed man was saying. Stilled lost in thought Angelina never noticed that the feast began or the cold Slytherin eyes on her.
"Lina, what's wrong you haven't touched your food or said a word since we got here," Lee asked as the rest of the group nodded.
"Just tired I guess...it was a long train ride," Angelina mumbled.
"I'll bet it was, I mean an entire train ride with that snake," Alicia fumed.
"He maybe a snake but Merlin he's sexy...that body, face, and from what I've heard he has quite a large-" Katie rambled until Fred interjected.
"Your disgusting Kate...but its not surprising coming from the girl who was obsessed with Marcus Flint." Katie stuck her tongue out at him.
"Anyway, how was your summer Angelina," George asked.
"Oh...um...uh huh." Angelina whispered.
"Did something happen over the summer...or on the train for that matter," George asked.
"What did he do I'll hex him to pieces," Lee fumed.
"Nothing I just got a letter from my mom...saying my dad lost his job," she lied.
"Oh, Lina if you need anything, money...we don't care," Alicia soothed.
"On the bright side, now you can finally say you're as poor as the Weasley's," Fred joked and Angelina giggled.
George frowned at her, he glanced in her eyes and in that moment knew, it was an act. Soon Dumbledore ended the feast and everyone was sent back to his or her respective dorms. As the herd of students passed through the doors, George pulled Angelina to the side away from the group.
"Lina what's wrong," George whispered softly.
"Nothing...I'm just...tired," Angelina, moaned as her eyes watered.
"You can't hide anything from me, you know that. What happened?" Angelina remained tight-lipped.
"Fine...don't tell me but when you're ready I'm here?" George cooed hugging her and brushing his lips softly near her lips.
Angelina shuddered as a spine tingling chill raced up her spine. She didn't know if she was repulsed or turned on by his sudden forwardness.
"Sorry about that," Fred apologized sheepishly sensing her reaction.
"No, Fred its okay um...I have to go. I'll speak to you later," Angelina yelled as she bolted from the Great Hall to the Head's dorm. As the pair separated, they never detected the malice-filled eyes watching their every move.
When Angelina arrived in the common room, she breathed in a sigh of relief to see that she was alone. The magnificent blazes of the hearth accenting the furniture in the room making the room seem almost nostalgic begging for warmth.
Angelina still flushed, walked unsteadily to the staircase only to be thrown to the ground. She looked up to see nothing but the deep piercing eyes of Julius Montague.
"I enjoyed that little show you and the Weasel put on after the feast. You really are a whore," he jeered.
"I didn't do anything," she cried.
"Oh but you did, you allowed that red headed dung brain to touch you," He said pointing his wand at her.
"What are you going to do to me?"
"Make you pay...Crucio!" She screamed and jerked around uncontrollably.
He continued the curse for five more minutes and then spoke out, "Finite Incantatem."
She went limp as her broken body was seared in pain was lay recklessly across the floor. Julius jolted his hand toward her, a black light shot from his hand into Angelina. The light picked her up and slammed her against the wall.
"Don't be a complete daft, darling. Just know if you ever let that thing come near you again...you will pay," Julius snarled pushing her down on her knees.
He unzipped his slacks revealing his member holding in front of her lips. Angelina was frozen she was completely befuddled at his actions until she saw the look in his eyes.
'I have to...rule number 5,' Angelina thought.
"Open wide because if you bite me they'll be hell to pay," Angelina unenthusiastically opened wide.
Julius immediately shoved himself in her mouth as she gagged due to the lack of air. Julius moaned as he began to shove his long member further down her throat. Tears began to well up in Angelina's eyes as she continued to deep throat him. He fisted her hair and pumped deeper into her face until he felt the familiar surge of an orgasm. Angelina soon tasted a salty substance that was now cascading down her throat; she tried to jerk away.
"Swallow all of it!" Julius screamed.
He removed himself as Angelina force down the rest of his cum then took huge gulps of oxygen. Julius grabbed a fistful of her hair and shoved her on her knees. Angelina now realizing what was about to take place sighed and rested her hands in front of her.
"Why are you doing this to me?"
"Thought we went over this already...because you deserve it!"
Julius pulled down her underwear and spread her legs further apart for better access. Julius who was still erected stabbed his member into Angelina's anus causing her to topple over in pain. She cried as he pumped relentlessly into her. After ten minutes of torture, Julius finally came and ejected himself from her. Angelina hit the ground in unbearable pain, which was too much and fainted on the carpet.
"Let this be a lesson...because if this happens again...you're dead," Julius admonished the unconscious girl.
"Locomotor body," Julius commanded as he transported her body to the couch and retreated to his keep...
Angelina moaned and gasped as she stirred awake. Her eyelids snapped open as she looked around her to find a cold empty common room. Sunlight cut though the curtain begging to be let in fully. She panics flicking her wrist to read her watch to find she had missed breakfast almost two classes. Moaning once more Angelina pulls herself up from the couch wincing as pain evaded her lower extremities. Glancing down she found blood stained in her underwear because of what Julius had done. She forced herself to the bathroom and began to heal and clean herself...
Julius strolled to the Great Hall in his usual cold manner, sometimes frightening a few of the 1st and 2nd years who had made the mistake of getting in his way. When he arrived, the room was barely full as most of the students were asleep in their dorms. The Slytherin table looked deserted but those who were there were good enough for him. Constantine Warrington, Adrian Pucey, Sophia Sinatra and Claudia Greengrass were seated at the end of the table.
"Julius darling you look tired...long night," Sophia teased as Julius sat down.
"No...why would you even suggest such a thing," Julius argued as he began to fill his plate.
"Because, Hogwarts resident Head Girl is your roommate and one hot-" Adrian responded.
"You know as well as anyone, I do not associate with mudbloods," Julius spat.
"Well speaking of Muggles here comes one of their biggest fans," Claudia jeered.
The rest of the group turned their heads to the approaching Gryffindor who they sneered at in disgust.
"Montague."
"Bell."
"We were wondering if you seen Angelina this morning...see she never misses breakfast," Katie rambled nervously.
"No I haven't, just because were roommates don't think for one moment that I would keep tabs on her," Julius mocked.
"Honestly, Bell why do you hang out with such filth, your a pureblood for Merlin's sake have more class," Sophia said.
"She's not filth, and you're the one to talk Sinatra!" Katie yelled.
"Know your place...you must watch your tongue around your elders." Constantine scolded her and Katie blushed.
Katie who was now red faced and somewhat embarrassed returned to her table with out a word.
"My oh my...6th years are completely horrid," Claudia teased.
"I agree, but did you see the way she eyed Stan," Sophia said.
"Seems like you got a new fan," Julius raged.
"Julius was there any truth to that? Are you sure, you haven't seen your roommate," Adrian accused.
"Those who tell don't know...and those who know don't tell," Julius quoted as the group stared at him confused
"Well did you fuck her or not, mate?" Adrian interjected.
"Real mature, your disgusting Addy!" Claudia seethed as Julius and Constantine smirked.
Soon after, it was time for the first class to begin for Julius was Advance Transfiguration with Pro. McGonagall who was startled by Angelina's absence but relieved when Spinnet covered for her. Julius sat perched in his seat unfazed by the entire situation. Second was Double Potions and Pro. Snape didn't even bat an eye at her nonexistence. When D.A.D.A came around Julius began to falter slightly when he noticed she wasn't in class.
"Welcome to Defense Against the Dark Arts I am Professor Umbridge, I don't care to know who you are. For some of you I knew your parents which make most of you in this class unfit to be educated," she snarled while glaring at the Weasley twins.
"What a bitch," Fred whispered to George who snickered.
"50 points from Gryffindor...you may not think I can hear but I have ears like an elf so don't try me," She challenged right in Fred's face.
She smirked as the room was filled with silence and she turned to the board.
"Breath like a troll, too," George teased.
"That's it 150 points from Gryffindor!" All the Gryffindors in the room went into a fit of protest.
"That'll be 60 points more from Gryffindor, and maybe detention if your not quiet," the entire room hushed.
Twenty minutes into her lesson the door creaked open and everyone turned his or her head to see Angelina slip through the door. She wore a grim tired face with the body language that would strike down anyone who dared to mess with her.
"What is the meaning of this?" Umbridge bellowed.
Angelina said nothing but handed Umbridge a signed excused note from Dumbledore. Umbridge balled up the note and turned her nose in the air, which made half the class believe she was kin to a Parkinson.
"Pathetic excuse for a Head Girl had to get the Headmaster to write you a sick note. You are unworthy to learn and a waste of my time, but if you insist on staying sit and not another interruption from you...50 points from Gryffindor," Angelina's expression darkened but she remained quiet and searched for a seat. The only open seat was next to Julius Montague.
Angelina frowned slightly but continued to the seat next to him earning sympathy looks from all her friends. As she sat Julius side eyed her but she ignored him and began taking notes that Pro. Umbridge wrote on the board. Julius pulled out a piece of parchment scribbled on it and passed it to Angelina.
J: How are you feeling?
A:
J: I know you're furious at me, which is understandable, and I want to apologize for my actions. I'm a jealous possessive bastard I admit it.
A: Go on...
J: When I saw him touch you it just...well I don't even allow my own housemates to touch my things without permission.Forgiven?
A: Forgiven and I'm sorry...I should have walked away in the beginning.
J: Just don't let it happen again.
Angelina nodded as Julius folded up the note and slipped it into his cloak pocket. Julius then slipped his left hand on her upper right thigh and began to caress her, Angelina thought nothing of it, but those who sat behind them had a different take to what was going on.
"What do you make of that? I told you ya'll something was going on!" Fred whispered harshly as Lee, George, and Alicia looked on at Julius and Angelina.
"Um...maybe they're-" Alicia stuttered trying to make sense of it.
"Look now he's feeling her up...why isn't she shaking him off?" Lee gasped.
"Something is going on here...she wasn't right last night," Fred argued.
"This is none of our business Fred, just leave it," George said as Alicia nodded.
"No I won't leave it!" Fred yelled as the entire room silenced.
Fred noticed every eye was on him causing him to go bright red and fall back into his seat in embarrassment.
"Mr. Weasley...do you know when to stop! I wont bother taking off house points this time...you'll just spend two weeks worth of detention with me!" Umbridge yelled as Fred sulked and the Slytherins chuckled.
"310 points must be a record...class I want you to write a 10 foot parchment on the dark creatures of the century, including their origin, abilities, and weaknesses. Oh, and I want them by next class. You can have the Gryffindors to thank for that," Umbridge proclaimed then dismissed the class.
All the students filed out of the classroom violently each one dreading the 10ft parchment that would hold them captive deep into the night. Angelina and Julius were the last to leave, but as they exited Alicia, Fred, George and Lee were not so far behind. They tagged along as the duo rounded corners and cascaded down stairwells. Julius who had keened in on the groups' intrusion walked faster until he and Angelina were in the courtyard. From there he sprinted to the Forbidden Forest pulling Angelina along with him. They crouched down behind some bushes as the group approached somewhat out of breath.
"Now where did they disappear to...I'm tired," Alicia whined.
"Maybe they had some Head's meeting?" George inquired.
"Then why did they run?" Lee asked.
"We were being bit nosey...don't you think?" Alicia said.
"Something isn't right...Angie would never willing go off with that git. We are going to get to the bottom of this," Fred demanded heading back to the castle.
"We?" Lee interrupted.
"Yes "we"...but if you don't want to help then fine...I'll do it on my own," Fred sulked leaving the group to stand there bewildered.
"Oh wait up mate, Lee was only funning you," George yelled to his brother.
Alicia turned and punched him in the arm," What I say?"
"You know how he fancy's Angelina, is there nothing in your head," Alicia rebuked.
"Sorry."
"Oh never mind, lets just catch up with Fred," George soothed as they all ran after Fred.
Julius and Angelina remained in their same spot until everything was clear. In the daylight, the Forbidden Forest looked serine and welcoming. The pair sat uncomfortably in the others presence.
"So, Weasley really likes you," Angelina nodded.
"You fancy him back?" She shrugs her shoulders.
After that, they were once again thrown into another awkward silence.
"We better get going, I have Care of Magical Creatures next," Julius nodded pulling her to her feet.
As they began to shortcut through the forest, Angelina snagged her foot on a hard object.
"Oww...my foot," she hisses and stumbles.
"It's a box," Julius mumbled as they both bent down to examine it...
Wow! That was long, sorry I could post it faster I had final exams, but it's worth the wait.
-Spiggi