CHAPTER TWO

SMACK!

My eyes fluttered open and I shot up violently. I frantically looked around the room. Draco wasn't there which made me kind of sad. I wanted him to hold me, protect me from the loud noise, but since he wasn't there to comfort me, I forced myself to do it. I slowly breathed in ordered to calm my heart which was beating like crazy. Inhale… exhale… inhale… exhale. Once my breathing was back to normal and my nerves calmed, my eyes shot up to find the source of the loud smack that caused me to wake.

I should have known. My eyes met those of the brown-haired boy from earlier. This felt like Déjà vu. I racked my memory and then the image of me resting on the same sofa and being awakened by a loud smack on the leather of the couch popped into mind. I sighed loudly and turned from my place to sit like a normal human being. I heard the boy laughing. I was still half asleep, letting out a yawn and stretching my back muscles and arms. My head pounded in my ears. I moved my hand up to rub my temples but they were abruptly stopped by warm, rough hands. My eyes slowly shut as two fingers rubbed circles on my skin. Relaxation set in and the pounding slowly stopped. And then I remember something. Draco wasn't there. My eyes flew open and I shot off the couch. I turned to look at whose hands they were. My heart stopped.

"Oh, um," the stuttering voice quickly said, "I was just-" My hand flew up to stop him. I looked down at the floor, my heart beginning to pound again. I tried not to make eye contact with him. He was beautiful and irresistible… but I have a boyfriend! He knew that! My eyes remained looking at the large rug. I was scared that if I looked at a single one of his beautiful features that I'd melt into a pool of Lucy goo. But I was infuriated by the nerve of this guy! I didn't even know his name and there he is, rubbing my head! I finally decided to ask the question I wanted to ask since I met this beautiful but flirtatious stranger.

"WHO ARE YOU?" I spat. My face finally lifted to his when I felt I was mad enough at him to not fall for him right then and there. He was stood behind the couch and I stood on the opposite side. I made sure to keep the distance from him as he circled around to the front.

DAMON'S POV

I just looked at her. She's so cute when she's angry. I stared into her beautiful brown eyes. I felt myself get lost in them. I was soon woken from my trance as she scoffed at me. She turned from me and started toward the dorms. I quickly took action, grabbing her forearm in my hand. I tugged her back to face me, my hand never leaving her forearm. I didn't want her to leave. What was I doing last? I remember her question then.

"M-My name is Damon" I quickly responded to her and she turned back to look at me. Was I stuttering? Was I nervous? Hell no! I've never been nervous over a girl before! Even a girl as pretty as she!

"OW! DAMON!" I heard her squeal. "YOU'RE HURTING ME!"

My eyes searched for what I was doing. I found that my hand was still on her forearm; my knuckles were white, squeezing tightly. My touch was hastily removed from her. I didn't realize I was getting mad over my being nervous. I looked up to her, my face stricken with guilt. I tried to search for something to say but fell short. Then, I saw her eyes filled to the brim with tears. I tried to approach her to comfort her with my outstretched hand and apologize a million times but she flinched and stepped back. My eyes locked with hers and as she blinked, tears rolled down her cheeks. I just stood there. I had no idea what to do. She stared at me, her eyes filled with disgust and hatred and sadness and anger all mixed into one hell hole for me. I felt as though I was in hell. I never wanted this sweet, beautiful angel in front of me to be scared of me. My heart began to hurt at the thought. It went straight from the center of my chest, all the way up to the back of my throat. I cringed; my eye contact broke with hers and the hand I held out to her curled into a fist and felt down to my side. I was defeated. She quickly ran out of the common room and up into the dorms. Slowly, my bum met with the leather of the couch. I stretched out, placing my hand over my eyes in frustration. I could hear her muffled crying from down in the common room as my eyes slowly closed and I drifted into sleep.

LUCY'S POV

Pain shot up my arm. I moved my eyes down to the source and found that it wrapped way too tightly around my forearm.

"OW! DAMON!" I screeched. "YOU'RE HURTING ME!" He removed his hand from me and I stood there, frozen, frightened. I could feel my blood boil and my harpy side begin to take over but I resisted. No one was to know of the power I contained. I forced my anger to turn to sadness instead. The back of my throat began to burn and I felt the warm liquid reach my eyes. I just stared at him. I didn't know what to do. I didn't blink, for fear that my sobbing would begin and I would make a fool of myself. That's when he advanced towards me. I automatically flinched and back away from him. I was terrified. His hand fell back to his side and that's when I knew it was the perfect moment to sprint into my room. My tears were already rolling down my cheeks so it was alright to make a fool of myself I guess. I quickly stumbled up the stairs and peaked back to find him still standing there. He reminded me of a statue.

I continued my way up to the Girls' dorms and ran to where my bed was. There was a mirror right beside it on the wall. I quickly removed my grey long-sleeved sweated and my white button up blouse to expose my black camisole. I removed my hair from the loose pony tail that remained in my hair since quidditch. My hair was now dry but very tangled. I ran my fingers through it until I was satisfied that all the knots were out. I shut my eyes tightly and questioned whether I wanted to assess the damage Damon's hand had left on my arm. I sighed quietly and slowly opened one eye to peek. My mouth fell open and I opened both of my eyes. Five bright red spots marked my flawless skin. Well, it wasn't flawless anymore.

I took in a sharp breath, trying to calm myself down a bit. My roommates would hear me if I was too loud. I didn't want to wake them. I'm guessing that while I was asleep everyone shuffled back into the common room and took up their spot in their dorms. You'd think at least one of them would wake me up, and then this would have never happened! I didn't realize my eyes were closed until I opened them. My attention turned back to my arm. I slid my hair over my right shoulder and looked a deep breath as I stared down my left forearm. I ran my finger over one of them and winced in pain. Tears continued to roll down my red cheeks but I remained silent. I looked up at my face. My eyes were blood-shot and hung heavy. I slowly exhaled and looked back down to my arm. I soon accepted that they were going to bruise.

And then I thought of Draco. What would he say when he saw the bruises? He's going to kill Damon! A loud sob escaped my lips and I flopped down on to my bed. I removed my silver flats my skirt to show black spandex shorts and quickly crawled underneath the warm covers. I felt safe under my covers. I cried into my pillow and removed my face to see that the pillow was now soaking. I didn't care though. My already heavy eyes grew heavier and I drifted off into dream land.

LUCY'S DREAM

Woods. That's what I saw everywhere I turned. It was night-time and the sky was cloudy but the full moon was partially visible behind the smoky grey wisps. I stood in a clearing. I looked down to myself and found that I was in a dark blue dress. It fit closely to my body in all the right ways. The length stretched down to my ankles and fanned out at the bottom in layers. I was wearing nude wedges which I found strange because I never wore heels. I examined the dress and found that it was strapless and that it was a mermaid. (C&P link into browser to see the dress: /look/44607 .) My red hair fell over my right shoulder in soft, loose waves. I turned around quickly and found that I was at the edge of a lake. The lake's water, however, was way too reflective. I stared down at myself and found that I was wearing maroon colored lipstick and black mascara that complimented… blue eyes? I don't have blue eyes. I have brown.

I shook my head at the reflection and looked back up to my surroundings. It was quiet… too quiet. I felt like I was in a horror movie. I turned on my heels and saw that the entire forest was burning. I stepped back a bit in shock as the flames flew from every direction. That's when I noticed a figure emerge from the fire. It was him. Damon! I gasped in shock as the fire turned away from him as he walked towards it. He stood a distance away from me, on the start of the shore. My eyes filled with tears at the sight of him. There was a glint of fire in his eyes. His face looked menacing, devious. I cringed in fear and a smile formed on his face… an evil, horrifying smile. His head began to tilt around and I noticed that his features were changing drastically. His nose and mouth grew out into a terrifying muzzle. The disks in his spine bent into a hunch. Claws spouted from his hands and hair grew all over his body. He opened his mouth, revealing sharp canine teeth. His eyes were black but he just stared at me in his form. My jaw dropped in horror. The animal in front of me looked up at the moon and howled.

LUCY'S POV

I woke crazily. I screamed at the top of my lungs. It was still night-time I noticed. A howl ended. It was real? WHAT?! After a while of just sitting there, my mind raced and I had a sudden feeling. My eyes welled with tears and I shot up from my bed and ran down into the common room. Damon wasn't there but I did notice long slice marks on the back of the leather. I heard crying on the other side of the couch. I slowly strode forward to peek over the top of the couch and there he was. Damon was laying there completely naked with long gashes all over his body, blood spilling everywhere. I gasped in shock and ran to get a blanket. I quickly covered his body only to stop for a moment to admire. My eyes traced up his fit body until I heard another sob. I cover him up and applied pressure to the wounds to help stop his bleeding. I quickly pulled him up to me and my motherly side took over. I held him to me, remaining silent as he cried on to my shoulder. I've never seen someone so vulnerable.

Slowly his eyes rose up to look into mine. He broke the silence.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm so sorry…" he trailed off. I softly hushed him and continued to cradle him. After a while, I looked down at him,

"What happened?" I asked him. I could feel him shutter on to me. It was a touchy subject I'm guessing but maybe even he didn't know. I think I had an idea of what happened to him. At least, I had a hypothesis that he might be a werewolf. I shook off the thought though and he raised his face to look up at me.

"Why are you wearing lipstick?" he asked me. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"What?" I said. "I'm not wearing any..?" I ended it off in a question. At least I wasn't when I went to sleep. I removed my hand from cradling him and felt on my face. My fingers trailed over my lips and I removed them to look at the result. Maroon lipstick.

A/N: Ooo why's she wearing lipstick if it was just a dream?! Find out next chapter! Review/follow/favorite. PM me if you have any suggestions on what I could include in the plot! I'd love to hear some more feedback. Thanks!