ME: Just saying, sorry to everyone who loves Shane, since he always seems to just become an asshole if I mention him.
SHANE: Thank you, Meaghan, it's nice to know you care..!
DRACO: Oh, she cares, Collins...
ME: No. Not Shane. Harry, maybe, Myrnin, hell freakin' yeah!
MYRNIN: Thanks, Meaghan.
EVE: You know he's an insane vampire who would kill you if you even got close enough to kiss him?
ME: Yeah, but he's Myrnin!
EVE: I don't see the appeal.
ME: Oh, come on, he's Myrnin.
EVE:Ok...
ME: Oh, right, this is a story! Here's chapter 3!
FRED&GEORGE: Meaghan owns nothing!
Chapter 3
I pulled away from Myrnin, gasping.
"Shane, shut up!" I yelled across the Hall.
"No! How could you do that, Claire?"
We had the whole Hall's attention, I knew. Damn. I felt like I was going to collapse. Myrnin's arms around me were all that stopped me from falling to the ground on the spot.
"Technically, she didn't do anything. I did," Myrnin defended. "And don't call her a slut, it's extremely un-gentleman-like."
"Shut your face, Myrnin! Doesn't really involve you!"
"Well, it's my fault!"
"Myrnin, let me deal with this," I murmured.
"Alright, love."
I looked at him. Love? I turned back to Shane.
"Shane, don't call me a slut. Ever. I will hurt you the next time you do."
"You? Claire, I dare you!"
"Do you?"
"Yeah!"
I kneed him.
"Claire!" he gasped, falling to his knees.
I kneeled down and whispered to him, "Don't call me a slut."
I walked back to my seat beside Luna. Myrnin sat next to me.
"Claire, are you ok?" he asked me.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I glared at my food. I had no appetite.
"Luna, what's our first class?" I asked her.
"Potions."
I nodded. Myrnin took my hand, and I didn't protest.
I spent the day in a little cloud, ignoring everyone and everything.
I spent the night in the library, reading all their books about magic. Potions, mostly. I asked Professor Slughorn if I could use the Potions room for a while, and Myrnin stayed with me. Mixing potions was a great distraction from everything.
"Claire, are you alright?"
"Yeah!"
"Claire."
I looked up at him. "What?"
"We need to talk."
"You have 6 and a half minutes before I need to use the Salamander tail. What?"
"Claire."
"What?!"
"Calm yourself. You need to calm down. This isn't good for you. Come get some food."
I nodded silently.
"We'll work on potions tomorrow, if you want." I nodded and we walked down to the Great Hall before dinner ended.
"Claire-Bear!" Eve called from the Gryffindor table.
"Hi." Me and Myrnin sat down across from her and Michael.
"You okay?"
I opened my mouth to answer, but Myrnin beat me to it.
"She's distraught. She needs food," he said, piling food onto my plate.
"I can speak, Myrnin!" I snapped, eating the food quickly.
"Sorry, love."
My mouth was full of food, so I couldn't ask about him calling me 'love'. But Eve did.
"Love?"
Myrnin looked confused. "What?"
"You called her 'love'."
"And?"
"That's a bit weird, seeing as her and Shane just broke up."
"I love her, why wouldn't I call her 'love'?"
Mouthful of food, I choked on the potatoes. I coughed and sputtered for a few minutes.
"I'm sorry, you what?" I choked out.
"Oh, yes, I do believe that he just said," Eve told me, "that he loved you."
"Oh, so I didn't hear him wrong? That just wishful thinking?"
"Yeah, CB."
"Wonderful."
"Are you alright, Claire?" Myrnin asked.
"Um... No?"
"Why?"
"Dude, you just told her you loved her!" Eve exclaimed.
The whole Hall turned to look at us. Shane's voice broke through.
"What?"
"Shane, who invited you into this conversation?" I asked.
"Claire, be nice!" Eve turned to Shane. "Michael just said he loved Claire. Me, not thinking that he meant in a sister-ly way, freaked out."
"Oh, right." Shane turned back to his table and continued talking.
"Eve Rosser, you are a life-saver!" I exclaimed, grabbing her and kissing her cheek.
"I know, CB!" she laughed. She looked at Myrnin. "So, you love Claire."
"Yeah," he muttered, looking at his plate.
'What do I do?' I mouthed at Eve. She shrugged.
"Myrnin, lets go back to the common room."
He nodded. He took my hand and we walked upstairs.
"Claire, I'm sorry if I embarrassed you."
I kissed him. He froze with shock and pulled back.
"Claire, what are you doing?"
"Should I not have done that?" I teased.
He grinned at me, and kissed me. He moved me over to the couch and lay me down, moving his lips down to my neck. After we had kissed for a while, he started to lift my shirt up, but I stopped him.
"Myrnin... This is the common room."
He looked confused for a second, before realising what I meant.
"Oh, we had better fix those portals soon!"
I laughed. "Definitely." I kissed him again, pulling him back to me.
"Claire? Myrnin?"
We sat up. "Hey, Luna!" I called.
"Hi. Um, Eve and Michael asked me to get you to come and talk to them. They seem to think you may be staking him." She pointed at Myrnin.
"Like I'd stake him," I laughed, grabbing his hand and following Luna downstairs.
"Yeah?" I asked, throwing my arms around Eve's neck from behind.
"You were up there for like half an hour, and we thought you were coming back down. You didn't. I thought you'd killed Myrnin. That wouldn't have been good."
"Eve, like I'd kill him. I wouldn't have a job if I killed him!"
She laughed, and I turned slightly, and saw Shane and Michael sitting together beside Eve, talking. Ginny and another boy were talking with them. Hermione was sitting across from Eve, so I asked her who it was.
"Oh, that's Neville. He's trying to help them with Herbology."
"Alright." I sat down beside Eve, but there wasn't enough space for Myrnin. Eve saw that, and she pulled me up onto her lap, letting Myrnin sit where I'd been. Then she threw me back at Myrnin. He caught me.
"Oi!" I laughed, grabbing Myrnin to stop from falling off of him.
"So, what were you two doing upstairs?" Eve asked.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" I winked at her.
"No, seriously," she laughed.
"Well, not much gets done in a crowded common room." I winked at her again.
She gaped at me. "You two?" she asked.
I looked at Myrnin, to see him nodding. I smiled.
"Moving on quick, aren't we, Claire?" Shane called over from his seat beside Neville.
"Not particularly. I'm sure you've moved on quicker!" I called back.
"Oh, he has!" Eve laughed.
"Exactly. Don't judge me," I teased.
"Oh, I wasn't judging you. I just didn't know you were like that."
"Usually, I'm not," I threw at him coldly.
He turned back to his conversation about Herbology. Soon, he went back to the Slytherin table. Eve moved down a seat, and I slid off of Myrnin's lap.
Hermione slid down a seat to talk to us.
"Claire, is it totally inappropriate that I kind of like Shane?" she asked.
"Hermione, I was totally just going to ask her that," Ginny said, blushing.
"You guys like Shane? Both of you?"
"Yeah. Sorry."
"It's ok, Ginny. Just...surprised, I guess."
They nodded.
"Well, would you mind if one of us went out with him?" Hermione asked.
"Of course not!"
"Good. Because, there's a Hogsmeade visit this weekend, and I was going to ask him to come with me..." Ginny smiled.
"Cool."
Michael jumped in, surprisingly. "Listen, Ginny, if he does say no, don't take it personally. He did love Claire."
"Alright," Ginny nodded.
Myrnin and I went back to the common room, then.
"That doesn't bother you, does it? Ginny and Hermione liking Shane, I mean."
"Not at all," I told him honestly.
"Good. Jealousy wouldn't be attractive when it isn't directed towards me," he winked.
I kissed him. "Well, I'm obviously completely jealous of any girl talking to you," I joked.
"Good," he laughed.
We were sitting on the couch, his arms around me. Others from Ravenclaw were there, looking at us.
"Problem?" I asked, attempting the 'Troll' face. Didn't pull it off. They didn't seem to get it.
Shane's POV
"Hogsmeade?" I asked. "What's that?"
"It's a village full of shops and stuff," Ginny told me. "I think you'd have a good time there. Lots of magical stuff I could show you."
"Sounds good. I'll meet you in the Entrance Hall at one, yeah?"
"Great. See you then." She walked off backwards, waving.
I walked back to the dungeons, in a bit of a daze. And I'd given Claire shit for moving on so fast? Well, guess she was getting a taste of her own medicine, right? Besides, Ginny was nice, she was cute, she was probably even better than Claire - and no, I'm not just saying that because I'm mad at Claire. I'm not mad anymore. I always knew she loved him. I just held onto her as tight as I could anyway. That was one among many mistakes involving Claire... Another one being Never should have fallen in love with her. Hurt too much. Raising my imaginary beer bottle, I thought 'Here's to hoping this girl won't be in love with some guy'.
The next day, I met Ginny in the Entrance Hall.
"Hey."
"Hey," she smiled. I leaned down and kissed her cheek. A light blush spread across her, which was really cute. "Ready to go?"
I nodded. We walked out, and went up to a cranky looking old man that was jabbing students with some device.
"Did Professor Dumbledore give permission for our guests to leave the school?"
"I'm sure they're allowed," Ginny told him haughtily.
He glared at her. "I'll have to verify that with Professor Dumbledore."
"Oh, for God's sake!" Eve's voice came from behind us. She threw a paper airplane at the man, and stood with Claire, Harry, Ron and Hermione.
The man read the words on the paper, and then let us all past.
Ginny took me to a place called 'The Three Broomsticks'. The woman working there, Madam Rosmerta, kept asking me about Morganville. I hadn't realised we'd be such a novelty here. I told her a lot about the vampires. When she'd asked where the vampires were, I pointed out where Claire was sitting with Eve and everyone else, and told her that they'd probably know. She'd nodded and continued with her questions.
"Ginny, I don't know when I'm going back to Morganville," I told her when Madam Rosmerta left.
"I know," she said, looking down at her drink.
"I like it here, though. Morganville is brutal. Always looking over your shoulder, wondering if there's a vampire there, stalking you, thinking about eating you. I don't even know what Michael and Myrnin have been doing for blood, drinking from Eve and Claire, I guess. Those girls would do anything for them."
Ginny nodded. She reached out and grabbed my hand. "Shane, when the time comes for you to go back to Morganville... Don't. Just stay here. Take the Hogwarts Express out to Kings Cross, then escape in England. You'll be free forever. I mean, you're eighteen, aren't you?"
"Yeah. That's not a bad idea, if it wasn't for Michael. And the vampires would probably find me and kill me. I remember everything, since I never actually crossed the borders."
"Oh," she frowned. "So, you do have to go back, then?"
"Yes, I do." I sighed. "Shame. I could really learn to love it here."
"I'm sure you could." Ginny batted her eyelashes flirtatiously. "So, want to go look around?" I nodded. We left, walking hand in hand out of the Three Broomsticks.
Myrnin's POV
Claire returned to Hogwarts after dark, and I took her in my arms and kissed her to welcome her. Michael and I had been together all that day, avoiding the sun outside. He welcomed Eve similarly, as Harry stood alone as his friends embraced. I felt sorry for him. Laughing, I whispered to Claire, "We should bring Miranda to this place. Somehow, I think she would fit in very well here."
Claire laughed, whispering my comment to Eve, who then discussed it with Michael. Claire sighed.
"Has anyone even told Amelie that we're here?" Claire asked. Everyone's gazes went from me to Michael.
"I have no way of communicating with her," I told them all. They turned to Michael. He immediately took out his phone.
"No bars."
"Use an owl," Ginny suggested, walking in with Shane.
"Oh, sure." Michael left and came back a few minutes later.
"Letter's sent. Used one of the school owls."
"What did it say?" Eve asked him.
"Where we are, who's here, how we got here, 'Please find us'. That sort of thing."
"Right, right."
And a few days later, we were all at home, thoroughly depressed.
ME: So, not much of this story actually takes place in Hogwarts.
AMELIE: Good. We will need Myrnin and Claire back soon.
MYRNIN&CLAIRE: Oh, so you just miss us?
AMELIE: *glares* Don't be so childish!
OLIVER: Ok, Amelie, let's go get you some blood.
*leaves*
ME: Ok... Well, better the Donation Centre than drinking from us!
GINNY: Aw, I'm going out with Shane?
ME: Yep!
GINNY: Cool.
FRED&GEORGE: Damn, Morganville sounds cool!
