I don't really have anything to say right now.

Thinking

"Talking"

Lorna sat in the guest room of her brother's house, letting Lucielle brush out the knots in her hair.

"Don't listen to your brother, Lorna. You know he only means well." Lucielle tried comforting Lorna. She sighed.

"He was only teasing, but he's really does want you married", she said, still brushing Lorna's hair, "To a good husband, of course."

"I know, Lucy", Lorna piped. Lucielle set down the brush and pulled a light blue dress out of Lorna's bags that had arrived the previous day. She set it down on a bed and Lorna spun to look at her from the chair.

"I don't care what you say, but you will take a bath, and change out of that dirty dress, then come down for dinner." Lucielle clapped her hands and left the room, leaving Lorna to her lonesome.

"Seriously Draco", Lorna looked at the unsightly burns and eye patch plastered to her face, "I really wish so, but suitors just aren't running at me."

Erik barged back to his lair after the woman he had seen flitted away in fright.

She...had a face like mine.

He brought a hand onto the mask that concealed the right side of his face. Sliding his fingers over it, he slowly dropped his arms to his sides.

I wonder if...NO! His face contorted in anger. He breathed deeply to gain back his composure.

No. I will not go through that again.

He slipped into the bench at his organ. That woman had seemingly weaseled her way into his mind and refused to leave.

Erik leaned onto the organ, burying his face into his hands.

All these women, finding themselves comfortable in my head, then never freeing myself of them.

He looked up from his hands, still covering his face with them. He sighed, but then smirked.

This woman will be different. This time, I won't let her go. She will be mine.

The next morning, at breakfast, Lucielle had decided that they all go to the Opera Populaire, since Lorna had never been to one of their works before.

"It will not be until this afternoon, so make good time!" She turned to her children, "And children, do what ever your aunt asks, she is older than you and is a grown woman, not to be bothered when you are not wanted."

Lorna waved her hand calmly.

"No need for that, Lucy. My little nieces can 'bug' me all they want." She sipped some tea, smiling softly.

"I wouldn't say that Lorna. They might pester you till the Phantom of the Opera gets you!" He yelled, raising his arms at the children. They screamed and ran to Lorna's sides. She put her arms around them both and hushed them, then gave a questioning glance to Draco.

"The Phantom of the Opera?"

"Ohohohoho! I have forgotten that you do not know of him!" Draco laughed more, making the girls giggle, Lucielle glare at him, and Lorna laugh uneasily.

He continued, waving his arms dramatically, "The Opera Ghost of the Populaire is what he is. He had a terrible deformity on the right side of his face, so he covered it with a mask. Three years ago, he fell in love with a chorus girl, Christine Daae."

Lorna gasped.

"Christine Daae? The famous singer?"

"Yes, yes. He fell in love with her after teaching her how to sing ever since she first came to the Opera Populaire. He pursued her for her love, but she loved another."

"Raoul de Chagney? Her husband?"

"Yes again. You seem to know it better than I do, little sister. Should I stop?"

"No!" Lorna calmed herself. "I mean, please don't stop."

"Ok then, Lorni." She glared at him.

"Christine loved Raoul, and the Phantom ordered war on them both. It had been three months since the Phantom appeared in the Populaire, and the masquerade was one of the happenings at the time. It went well, but then he came, dressed as the Black Death."

Lorna shivered, holding Lillianna and Josephine closer.

"He brought them an opera, Don Juan Triumphant, quite the most raunchy opera I've ever seen, mind you. He ordered them to do Don Juan Triumphant as there next show, and it was done, but Raoul had a plan to catch the Phantom. He had the whole police force at the opera house for Don Juan. He was certain that the Phantom would show himself if Christine played the leading lady. He regretted putting her in danger, but it had to be to end her suffering. The show started and, as he suspected, the Phantom came, killing Ubaldo Piangi to get to Christine. They sang together, capturing the audience in a hush. Their song ended and Christine slaps away the Phantom's mask, showing his deformity to the world."

Lorna muttered a quiet 'oh no'. She looked as frightened as a flightless owl chick on the ground.

"He then brought her down to his lair in a rage. Raoul followed them, ready to save his love. The Phantom was set on marrying poor Christine; he believed that she would love him in time at least. Raoul finally got to them, but the Phantom was ready for him. He tied him to a gate and would suffocate him."

"But- But the Phantom didn't really kill him, did he?" Lorna asked, timid like the scared children.

"Shh, Lorna. He bargained Raoul's life on Christine's love. If she would marry and love him, he would let Raoul live. If not, well, you can see that outcome."

Lillianna pipped up. "Then she kissed him! She kissed him!" Draco calmed her as Lorna was too into the story to notice.

"She did, and the Phantom let them go. A mob went into his lair, later, to kill him for all his murders and burning down the Opera house, but the Phantom wasn't there. He had left, everything still behind, even his mask. Where did he go? No one is sure, but they say he still captures young women and brings them to his lair to be with him forever!" he finished, jerking Lorna onto his shoulder.

She screamed.

"Draco! Put your sister down this instant!" Lucielle shrieked at her husband, swatting his arm. He set her down. She looked all shaken and was teary eyed.

"Look what you've done! You scared her out of her wits! Get out of here! Get! Go to work!" Lucielle screeched, hitting and kicking him to the door. He laughed and left, grabbing his coat and hat. Before Lucielle slammed the door he said,

"Don't let the Phantom get you Lorna."

Oh dear, well that was interesting. Chap-a-ter 3 is done and finished with. I don't know why, but I kind of like this one.

With best regards.