A/N: ... sorry for really small update... I blame writers block... the only thing keeping me writing this is all the reviews I'm gonna get.
Nothing happened in any of my classes for the first month. I do really well in Transfigurations, and Potions. Care of Magical Creatures sucks because all of the creatures either love me, (which not many do) or hate me, and then run away or attack.
On the 22nd of October, my ghost sense went off at dinner. The castle ghosts don't make it go off any more, so who is it? "BEWARE! MY BOXES OF TERRORFUL DOOOM!" the entire hall went silent. Muggleborns had a WTH expression on their face, obviously thinking boxes weren't full of 'terrorful doom.' everyone else was wondering about whether they should be worried or not. I stood up and walked to the door, the Box Ghost appeared in front of me, probably to bar my way. I grabbed the front of his shirt. "About time you showed up." I snarled, students and teachers alike shuddered at the venom in my voice, "I was getting bored." The Box Ghost's eyes widened. "Oh... I mean... YOU CANNOT KILL WHO IS ALREADY DEAD! NOW PREPARE TO-" he was cut off mid sentence when I dragged him through the door for misplaced aggression and practicing my skills in panther form… which I guess is basically the same thing.
The next day, students, ghosts of the castle, and teachers, asked me who that was. I would answer as vaguely as possible just to annoy them. Unfortunately, me being me, it was the very next day, my life as I know it, began to unravel.
Clockwork pov
I felt so sorry for young Daniel. No matter what I did for him now... his fate... was unavoidable...
A/N: k so a few of you probably wonder why i dont bring in the castle ghosts... i never found them interesting, and danny is realy anti social and hostile right now... HOLY CHEESE! I HAVE LIKE,... 47 REVIEWS!... MUST GET TO 55!... OR 100!... OR 10000!... thats not happinin is it?