Ok, I'm so so so sorry to not have updated this and have written other stories too, but I finally did. I finally remembered what I was going to write! Hora! Anyway. Here is chapter 14. Theres something taht I really didn't plan for, but I thought about it and it was cool, so its in here. I hope you like it and I hope you forgive me for taking so long for my boring story.
Happy reading! Reviews please!
And so, Ron, Harry and Hermione left for History of Magic. That left the exorcists to finish breakfast and then go about their jobs. Miranda and Lenalee headed toward the library with Komui, Kanda wandered off somewhere, and Allen still couldn't find Krory.
"Why do you need to talk to Krory?" asked Lavi as he followed the white haired boy.
"Because… I keep having this weird feeling, and I think that Krory might be able to help me, being a parasite type and all. He can kind of… sense Akuma, I guess. I just need to talk to him," said Allen, peering out of a window to look down at the grounds.
"But you have the 'eye' Allen. Why do you need to ask Krory?"
"I don't know… just need to ask. Can you help me look?" Allen turned to look at the taller exorcist.
"Ok, I'll help look. I don't know where Krorykins could be, but I'll help," said Lavi, leaning on the wall.
"Thanks! Ok, I'm gonna look around in the castle. Maybe he's in here. Can you look in the greenhouses and stuff?" he asked Lavi.
"Sure."
Lavi watched Allen walk away down the hallway and round the corner. He sighed, then turned and walked toward the main doors.
Allen wandered aimlessly. He wasn't really having much luck, and he thought that maybe he had gotten lost. He stopped, turning in a full circle. "Ah crap…got turned around here somewhere."
And since it was during class, he couldn't ask anyone where exactly he was. He sighed, slumping slightly. Then someone caught his eye. Someone was hurrying down the hallway, carrying something white. Allen raced over to them, and saw that it was Harry carrying Hedwig.
"Harry! Hey Harry!" Allen called out, still at the end of the hallway. Harry stopped and turned.
"Hi Allen… I'm in kind of a hurry…" Harry said as Allen caught up with him. He kept glancing at Hedwig, who Allen noticed was sitting on his arm, hunched oddly.
"What happened to her?" he asked, looking with concern.
"I… don't know. But I'm gonna find Professor Grubbly-Plank," said Harry, then started down the hallway again. He stopped in front of two gargoyles, which looked at them.
"You're supposed to be in class!" one of the gargoyles said to Harry.
"I need to talk to Professor Grubbly-Plank! Its urgent!" Harry said loudly.
"Oh, urgent?" the other cackled. Allen watched in amazement then jumped a foot in the air as the door opened.
"What are you doing out here Potter? Why are you out of class? Don't tell me you got another detention!" Professor McGonagall said sharply, looking down at him.
"Its urgent, apparently!" said the second gargoyle.
"It's my owl, Hedwig. She's injured."
"Injured owl, you say?" the teacher Allen took as Professor Grubbly-Plank came out of the staff room with a pipe in her mouth.
"Yes, I think she got attacked! She came in late," Harry explained, handing Hedwig the Professor.
"Hmm… Thestrals are known to attack owls, but Hagrids got this herd trained. Well, I'll look at her. Don't worry Potter!" said Professor Grubbly-Plank. "But by any chance, do you know how far this owl has been?"
"Um, London, I think," Harry said, glancing at McGonagall. Allen narrowed his eyes. He caught something… something about how Professor McGonagall's eyes narrowed when Harry said that. She knew something more.
"Hmm… well, she'll be fine. But she shouldn't go long distances for a couple days after. Don't worry!" and Professor Grubbly-Plank made to enter the staff room.
"One moment, Potters letter!" Professor McGonagall stopped her. The substitute Care of Magical Creatures teacher handed it over to Harry and walked back into the room, Hedwig staring at her owner with wide eyes.
"Oh, Mr. Walker… what are you doing here?" Professor McGonagall had just noticed Allen standing a little ways back.
"I… uh… got lost and then saw Harry," Allen said sheepishly, looking down embarrassed. She nodded just as the bell rang and students began to pour out.
Allen and Harry started to walk down the hallway when the Professor called Harry's name.
"Potter!"
"Professor?"
In barely a whisper she said, "Bear in mind that channels of communication in and out of Hogwarts may be being watched, won't you?"
Allen just caught this, but pretended not to hear. Instead he was thinking of what it might mean. She had glanced at the scroll Harry was clutching.
"I—"
But they were in the crowd and Professor McGonagall said no more, but nodded to him and walked into the staff room.
"C'mon," Harry said, pulling Allen through the crowd and out into the courtyard. He started to head toward the shapes of Hermione and Ron huddled in a corner when he was stopped by someone else.
"Allen! I found Krorykins!" It was Lavi, bounding across the windy courtyard, pushing people out of the way in his haste.
Allen halted, looking over at the exorcist as he reached them. Harry looked from the apprentice Bookman to Allen then glanced at his friends.
"I'm… gonna go. Talk to you later Allen, Lavi!" and he went over to his friends and unrolled the scroll. Allen watched him then turned back to Lavi.
"You did? That's good! Where was he? Or where is he?" Allen asked.
"Come with me! I told him to wait by the edge of the courtyard!" Lavi turned around and headed back out, pushing others out of his way again. Allen followed in his wake, apologizing to everyone Lavi had knocked.
"Hi Allen," Krory said as they reached him.
"Hello Krory!"
"What was it that you wanted to ask me? Lavi said something about looking for me?" Krory asked.
"Oh yeah… well, I just wanted to ask you, have you had any, um… odd feeling lately? Like connected to your innocence?" asked Allen seriously.
Krory looked at him for a couple seconds. "But Allen… you'd know if Akuma were lurking about, wouldn't you?" He gestured to the white-haired exorcists' left eye.
"I…I keep having this… odd feeling, kind of a buzzing, in my head. I don't know, maybe I'm not sleeping enough or something," said Allen, leaning up against the pillar.
Both Lavi and Krory looked at him with concerned looks in their eyes.
"I—I'm fine!" he insisted.
"Well, I don't really know. My teeth haven't been tingling or anything… I wouldn't worry about it Allen. But maybe you should go get some sleep or something?" said Krory, looking around at the cobblestone yard. The students had started to disappear.
"Mhmm… maybe I will. Well, thanks Krory. That's all I wanted to ask you," said Allen, smiling. Krory smiled as well.
"Well, I think I should get going. Been helping Professor Sprout! She has lovely plants, and she's letting me help with classes as well, so see you later!" and with that, he turned and walked away toward the greenhouses.
Allen and Lavi both watched him disappear from view then looked at each other.
"You. Up to the dorm and get some sleep. You'd be no use if the Akuma attacked us. I'm going to see where the others are, ok?" said Lavi. Allen nodded and walked inside, out of the wind.
Lavi stayed outside, watching the trees in the Forbidden forest sway in the harsh wind while his scarf whipped around him. Blinking, he thought that he saw something fly out of the forest, black and bat-winged, but it was gone before he could get a better look. Sighing, he headed to the library, thinking of Allen, with his mysterious headaches, to the Innocence, staying silent through their endless searches, to the Akuma, also staying oddly silent. That was what scared him most.
Up in the Griffindore tower, Allen slumped down into a chair in front of the fire. Or what would be a fire. Since no one really was in the tower during class, it was just a pile of logs. He looked around the room.
Books and papers and quills littered the tables. One book caught his eye. He got up, picked it up, then sat back down. It was the Charms book for the 5th years. Someone must've forgotten it… hope they don't have Charms, he thought as he flipped through it tiredly.
He stopped at a random page and read some, but his attention was slowly slipping. He had read the same line at least ten times now… again… and again. The book slowly slipped from his slack grip and fell with a soft thud onto the ground.
Allen's head fell to one side, his eyes closed. His breathing slowed to the rhythmic up and down.
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Where am I? Allen blinked his eyes. He thought he had been in the common room, but now he didn't know where he was. He stood in a small clearing in what looked like a very old forest. The trees reached high, blocking out the sun, and the roots broke the surface of the ground. He looked around, something catching his eye.
A door. In between two trees. I wonder where it goes!
It was black. Like the order black. Black as the order… what a strange place to put a door. I wonder where it goes!
"Don't go Allen! You don't know what's behind it!" Allen turned to face Lenalee, tattered and bleeding.
"Lenalee. I have too! I want to know what's behind it!" he answered, facing the black door again.
Black. Why black? What an odd place for a door. I wonder where it goes! He walked around the door, through the trees. Around. Around.
There's nothing behind it. But… what's that noise? I hear something from behind the door. What's that? Screams? Fighting… I have to go! I have to save them! He didn't know what was happening, he didn't know who he was supposed to be saving or what was behind that door. That black door. But he knew he had to go.
"Don't go. Its so nice out here, why don't you stay here and play with me?"
He turned again, and where Lenalee had been standing was a pretty girl he didn't know.
"What's in that door?" he asked the girl.
"Nasty, horrible things. Ugly things. Stay out here with me! Why don't you dance with me? I love to dance. I got this dress on special for dancing!" her dress was black, long silky and flowing. He could just see her feet, also bound in black. Her hair had a black ribbon.
"Why black?"
"What are you talking about? But do you know? You'd look good in black," she said, dancing over to him gracefully. He watched her.
"But I'm already am in black," he answered. He had his exorcist uniform on. It was black.
"No, silly. Nice, pretty black." She twirled around him and he looked down. He was wearing a black suit. "See? Pretty black."
He looked at her, forgetting about the door and the screams and yells and cries for help. "Why black?"
"Because its so nice! But you know what also looks nice? Red," she said, coming up to him and tracing a finger down his cheek. It burned. He felt something warm trickle down his cheek. But he couldn't move. She continued to move her finger down, down the side of his neck and stopped at his collarbone. Then in one fluid movement she ran a slim finger across his chest. He yelled in pain.
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He gasped, his eyes flying open in horror.
"Allen?"
Looking around, he saw Lenalee looking down at him holding a couple books.
He felt his heartbeat slowing down. He was in the common room. Not a forest. "I-I'm fine… just… just a dream!"
She continued to look at him, a slightly worried expression on her face.
"I'm fine. Its ok… its just a dream, it doesn't mean anything. What time is it?" he asked, trying to get off the subject. He wondered if he had really cried out. He ran a hand down the front of his jacket just to make sure that there wasn't a long gash.
"After dinner," she said, sitting down in the chair next to him.
"Aw… darn," he said, his stomach growling loudly.
How'd you like it? Odd... maybe... boring... I dont know. Well, if you review and tell me what you think, I can improve and such! I ment to have alittle more in this chapter, but its late and I wanted to post something for you all to read. So here's this chapter! I really hope you liked it! Tell me what you think! Thanks!