Chapter 4

"You don't REALLY expect me to answer that do you?" sniffed Darla, sitting up regally on the bed, "the only thing you need to know is that it's an agreed deal. There's no backing out on either part," she thrust an up-turned palm at Ebony, "it's signed in BLOOD!" she hissed showing Ebony the still bloody, jagged gash that ran from her thumb bone to the base of her little finger.

Feeling sick, Ebony rushed downstairs with her bags in her hands. Reaching the door, she wrenched it open and went smack into Draco Malfoy, "we seem to do this a lot don't we muggle, and after every time, I have to go and disinfect my clothes," Draco sighed "oh well, it's a good thing if I get to do THIS!" he grabbed her wrists, taking advantage of the fact that she wasn't entirely on her guard, she dropped her bags and immediately told herself what an idiot she was. "Were you RUNNING AWAY little muggle? Did you think you could escape from the mean little ol' Malfoy's?" he cackled, and gripped her harder, causing red blooms of blood rushing to the surface of Ebony's skin to blossom by his hands, "well guess what?" he whispered coming so close to Ebony that she could smell his peppermint scent and feel his breath on her cheek, "you're not going anywhere, because you're MY property now and I can do whatever I want to with you…"

Blind terror coursed through Ebony's veins, as she struggled against Draco's iron grip, 'NO!' she thought as she pleaded with Draco, "won't you leave me be? Why are you such a monster?" she screamed, twisting around, trying to get free, "you're nothing but a twisted, conniving, evil little maggot! You deserve to be ripped to shreds and fed to cockroaches!"

Suddenly it was all too clear to Ebony, she knew exactly what she had to do. Reaching deep inside of herself, she found the little ball of multi-coloured flame sitting in her heart, in her very soul. Focusing on the twisting, changing colours, she could see other changing pictures in the fire, talons, claws, teeth, wings and paws, big and small, rough skin, smooth skin, course hair or silky fur, all turning, mutating, always different, so many different species and types. Smiling grimly, she cupped the fire in her shadowy hands and drew it out of her heart, feeling it flow through her body into every cell and fibre. Selecting the attributes she wanted, she focused her intentions, slicing, cutting, ripping, tearing, slashing, and doing as much damage as possible.

Light came out of every single of Ebony's pores, enveloping her in a cloak of purity. Draco dropped her in shock as her body went limp and began to rise from the floor (A/N imagine like Beast in Beauty and the Beast or Fiona in Shrek)

As the light faded and she dropped silently back onto the floor, Ebony lay with her back to Draco. As she turned round and got to her feet, Draco stumbled back, staring at the girl with horrific fascination.

Her nails were elongated into razor sharp talons, her bare feet clicked as she got to her feet, her long, pointed toenails scratching the marble flooring. Her canine teeth lengthened and her molars grew together to become carnassials (teeth that many Big Cats have to rip and tear meat) they pulled back her top lip and curved down over her chin in vicious fangs. A feral snarl emitted from deep in her throat and Draco wondered if there was any of the beautiful girl there had been inside Ebony's mind…

When she smiled, there was no hint of humour in her eyes and she swung her talons experimentally. "Nice!" she growled, advancing on Draco.

"Now its payback time Dragon!"


Heck, look on the brightside, at least I didn't make a total Mary Sue character (I told you I hated those...) and I refuse o turn her into a Mary Sue. She will NOT end up in Slytherin, nor will she be Lord Voldy's daughter, or anything else ridiculous. I will not have Draco fall in love with her till there's happily ever afters falling out of our ears. No, I'm going to make her life hell bwahaha just because I can. grins