The sun fell across her face as she lay in her new large bed. It had been awhile since the dream
of her mother and she was now staying in the dorms with three other Ravenclaw girls. One of the
snootiest and secretive was Marietta Edgecombe. She had reddish-blonde hair that fell in curls
past her shoulders. She also had small scars visible across her face; due to horrible pimples
someone had cursed her with a year ago. Hail hadn't known when they first met that the scars
were a somewhat touchy subject to her and couldn't help but stare; trying to figure out if they
were just her mind playing its usual tricks. Marietta since then instantly hated her and therefore
the tight click of girls that surround her almost every minute or every day, hated her as well. Too
bad that was the rest of her room. Her friends Cho Chang and Mandy Brocklehurst also stayed in
the same room. But of course they stayed away from her, only insulting her every few minutes and
whispering. It didn't change anything. As soon as her head hit the pillow at night or even in the
morning, her mind was filled with nightmares; more horrible than what she saw during the day.

She woke early, sitting up instantly and looking at her watch. It was only six; the others wouldn't
have to be up until at least seven. She took this chance to get up and pull on some clothes before
they started spitting insults at every few step she took. The castle was becoming easy to find her
way around, with all the early morning strolls she'd been taking. Never once had she encountered
a teacher, just mostly ghosts. Hail liked watching ghosts. Since they were already dead they weren't
affected by her eyes. They looked just as normal as any ghost could look.

Making her way down the dorm stairs and glancing around the common room she noticed the new burning
fire and newly cleaned desks. It was amazing how fast things worked around here. Watching the sun
rise across the mountains she skipped easily down the spiral stairs. The eagle door knocker yelled
angrily for waking it; as she did every day. Cool air flowed in through the windows making the whole
Ravenclaw tower freezing and Hail regretted not bringing her new black, silk cloak. She made her
way easily through the empty corridors and dungeon towards the basement. It was only her second
week and she already knew where all the house dormitories were. Wondering around the castle all day,
made you realize where everyone came from to have breakfast.

She walked towards the fruit painting that hid the kitchens, where she sat and had breakfast every day.

'You! Girl! What are you doing down here? You're no Hufflepuff?' called a prefect from behind her.

She considered trying to get away but would probably become lost trying to make her way through this
part of the basement that she didn't know very well.

' Yes Hayley, Shouldn't you be eating in the great hall with all your friends?' came Dumbledore's smooth voice.

The prefect gasped lightly and obviously Dumbledore had snuck up on him as well. She turned frowning to
face them. 'Well… Well I-'she stuttered uselessly.

Dumbledore ushered her away and as she went she heard him utter something to the prefect, telling him
that he would deal with her. She bite her lip, wanting to say something bitter towards the old wizard but
didn't. Wandering away slowly, other students began moving around her. She sighed and stepped inside
the great hall for only her second time. Nervously glancing around her, she spotted the Ravenclaw table,
with its bronze and blue table cloths. She played with her sleeve awkwardly. Someone pushed past her,
knocking her to the floor lightly. He merely laughed and moved away to his own table; the slytherin table
of green and sliver. Hail glared at him for a moment then sighed and walked off to her table. There were
so many faces around her. So much blood pouring from the walls, puddles lying across tables and seats,
blood dripping from the eye sockets of every person she glanced at, not to mention the blood pouring from
the roof top that seemed to have a dark clouded face across it. It was hard, moving from face to face, her
mind screaming for her to get out of this horrid place. She moved slowly to her seat, taking slow deep breaths
but it didn't change her thumping pulse. Knowing that it wasn't really there didn't change it either. Finally her
gaze moved to the same cruel, greasy haired, bug eyed Snape. His eyes seemed more bug like then the day
they met and then she realized she was seeing tiny crawling insects all over his pupils, they moved across to
his hair and inside his clothes, feeding from his blood.

She dropped her eyes, leaning down so that her nose was almost touching the tinted red wood
of the table. Closing her eyes, only her nightmares flashed before her. She watched as her mother bled to
death, wailing for someone to help her but they only caressed her child to them, tossing words around between
themselves. Baby Hail cried for her mother, screaming loudly, only to be shushed. 'I want my baby!' Her
mother cried. It echoed loudly in Hails mind as the picture went dead. She didn't really know if it was what
had actually happened. But to her it was as real as anything.

Luna sat across the table from her, watching as Hail shook. She sat with her chin resting against the table,
looking straight at her. Hail steadied herself, breathing lightly, doubting anyone would have noticed her
episode. She was usually good at hiding her emotions. Sitting up, but keeping her gaze on her plate, she
didn't even notice Luna staring.

'Hi. I'm Luna,' she finally said, making Hail jump.

'Oh, um, Hey…' Hail said unsure.

'It's nice to meet you,' she smiled even though Hail still wasn't looking up from her plate; the thought
of so many people surrounding her made her cringe.

'Yeah… same here,' Hail muttered back, just wanting to be alone.

What is it with the people at this school? Are they all insane? She stared at the table through breakfast
waiting for the great hall to clear a bit and wondered if she was really the one that was insane, but Luna went
on… and on… and on again… Not leaving until a teacher finally came past and herded her off to her first class.