A/N: Anyone like my last chapter?
THANK YOU FOR REVIEWING LADY ELIZABETH OF NEW YORK! I appreciate it. And the whole purpose of not describing each thing the person does during a conversation is so you get the feel of the quickness of that conversation. Instead of all the pauses of reading "said Lily looking at him hoping for him to answer her because that is what one expects." But, the whole describing thing, I DO have a problem with. My thought is to just GET TO IT. But, yes, I understand your point. I will try to describe maybe the settings better…? I can't promise I'll describe in conversations though…
I hope my sad chapter didn't make you think Fayre died or anything…
But I did mean what I said. It'll get better for a REALLY long while, but a certain person is going to get revenge and then it's going to get even MORE sadder. - Yes. I know that is not grammatically correct.
I don't know how many of you are actually reading this… But… Anyway… ON TO CHAPTER 12!
Chapter 12Carley's POV"You're not dead yet?" I asked walking into the Shrieking Shack. She glared up at me, her stupid dyed hair had already faded to her natural pale blonde hair. Although after a day and a night in here, her hair was beginning to look matted and dirty. I smiled as I walked up to her. The spell was fading and I was too tired to do a different spell. So, I just tied her up real tight.
"I can untie these," she croaked. Her mouth was dry, I could feel it. She needed water. And eventually, without water, she'll die. I smiled at this thought.
"Really?" I asked pretending to look at them. Then I waved my wand over the ties wordlessly.
"Now you can't." I smiled innocently at her. She glared at me.
"I don't understand. Why are you doing this to me?" she asked after a minute of watching me drink some water. I swallowed the substance.
"Because your muggleborn," I stated, shrugging.
Oh, but it was so much deeper than that.
"You weren't in my dream," she whispered. I just looked at her like she was insane. Well, thank God she was going to die; no one needs an insane person running around here.
"What are you TALKING about?" I rolled my eyes at her.
"I had a dream about Snape and a werewolf," she said thinking out loud. I scoffed at her.
"Snape?" I asked.
"Yes, Snape…" she said finally meeting my blue eyes with her unusual violet eyes.
"Well, your right in not trusting Snape."
"And I'm obviously right in not trusting Hufflepuffs." I smiled to myself and then took another sip of the water I was holding.
"Most of the Hufflepuffs aren't like I," I stated.
"That's why James and them were watching me…" I looked at her. Merlin, she was being random today.
"What?"
"Because of my dream…" She looked away and through a crack through the boards. She licked her lips, dryly. It had started to rain.
"Well, I have to get going unfortunately. I have a date with Sirius. And he promised to be there," I said getting up. She looked like she hadn't even heard me. How DARE she? I was TALKING to her! Can you see why I LOATHE her?
I was immediately filled with anger at her lack of response. I slapped her across the face. She blinked quickly and looked at me. There was a faint red mark on her cheek, but I didn't get to have the pleasure of her crying out in hurt. She just stared at me, blankly. I could see in those boring violet eyes that she had lost the resolve to live.
"You're so thirsty huh? Then, try drinking this!" I yelled at her. She blinked but her eyes brightened at the word drinking. Then I splashed the cold water in her face; it was already cold in the Shack.
I hoped she got sick or hypothermia and died.
But, I wasn't going to kill her myself. I didn't want to go to Azkaban.
But I was really close to it.
I hated her with all my might.
And I'm pretty sure I always will.
And this was why:
"Hi Sirius!" I called out to the black haired boy in my year. He glanced at me and smiled a little.
"Hey…you…" he said, obviously forgetting my name. I smiled shyly.
"Oh, sorry, I'm-"
"SIRIUS! Look what James did to Lily! It's positively awful! But SO funny… Don't tell Lily I said that," said a girl with big violet eyes, flying blue hair, and a huge smile. She tugged on Sirius and Sirius followed her like how a puppy follows its owner. And he left, completely forgetting about the girl with huge owl glasses and dirty blonde hair.
And from then on, I vowed that I was going to get Sirius over that little brat.
I walked out of the Shrieking Shack, nervously pulling on my now golden hair after that memory.
But look at me now, I thought smiling to myself. I have Sirius. She's just locked up in a Shack. Who has him wrapped around his finger now?
Don't want to be late to my date, I smiled.
Fayre's POVThe water wasn't refreshing. It felt like a thousand knives going into my face. I had whimpered a little and she looked satisfied. And with that note, she left, into the rain, to go on…what was it again? Oh right, that date with Sirius.
Sirius… My chest hurt thinking about him. Was he not looking for me?
Of course he's not looking for you, my head told me, why would he be?
That was a good point. Why would he be? What was I to him? An annoying sister? A girl who just followed him around? In his eyes, I was probably just another fan girl who was just there to boost his ego.
But what about Remus? I asked my head.
What about him? My head asked me back, he's the one who didn't want you to kiss him.
That's true. He was. Of course he wasn't looking for me.
James? No, he's too busy with Lily.
BUT what about Lily? She'll be worried sick about me! I screamed out into my head, joy returning into my mind.
Or she never liked you in the first place. And don't even think Peter's gonna come out and save the day, my head said to me. I could feel it rolling its eyes.
But not my eyes, its eyes.
I could feel myself get more paranoid as the seconds ticked by.
And I realized, I wasn't going to get out of here.
Nobody really cared about me.
Nobody would piece anything together and think to come to the Shrieking Shack (which I haven't heard or seen the violent ghouls anywhere).
I was really going to die here.
I licked my lips, tasting the cold water as I shivered in the corner of the Shack.
Merlin, I was thirsty.
I just hoped death would come fast.
Carley's POV"You WHAT?" I looked at him in shock and surprise.
"I just… I can't be with you anymore. I'm in love with someone else, and knowing this, I just can't keep this relationship up," he said.
"It's been a MONTH!" I stood up yelling at him. He looked around at the people looking at us and shushed me.
"Don't you dare SHUSH me! I've spent the last SIX BLOODY YEARS pining over you! And after a bloody MONTH you're going to break up with me because of HER? BECAUSE OF THAT BLOODY BOUNCING GO-LUCKY COLORFUL GIRL? WHAT DOES SHE HAVE THAT I DON'T? Oh, let me guess, colorful hair? Unusual eyes? And if you love her so much WHY AREN'T YOU BLOODY WITH HER THAN WITH ME?" I yelled at him. He stared at me, shocked, with those grey eyes that I had obsessively dreamed of for six years.
Six. Bloody. Years.
And I just get to snog him for a month.
Because of HER.
Oh Merlin, I smiled, she's going to get it.
….
"You BITCH!" I screamed at her as I broke a board that I had ripped out from…somewhere… on top of her head. Blood seeped through her pale blonde hair making it look a little orange-ish. Her violet eyes that Sirius loved so much rolled to the back of her head as she fell unconscious.
This filled me with more anger. I splashed her with water and shook her back awake. She blinked.
"Why?" she whispered slowly and quietly. I thought about this. Why, she asks. Why?
"Because he loves you."
"Who?" she asked, her eyes blank and tired looking. SHE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW WHO!
"SIRIUS BLOODY BLACK! THAT'S WHO! HOW DARE YOU BREAK US UP?" I screamed at her, feeling tears falling down my face. I wiped them away quickly. Tears meant weakness. And the last thing I wanted was Fayre Monroe pitying me. I kicked her in the side and she winced and cried out in pain as we heard a rib crack.
Well, she deserves it. That's what I told myself as I kept hitting her until she was bloodied and bruised.
When she lay there, unconscious, I checked with my wand to see if there was any internal bleeding. There was, in her head. I fixed it up. I didn't want her dying so quickly. I wanted her to suffer. To die of starvation or die of thirst.
I didn't hate her more than I did now.
Fayre's POVWhen I woke up, I felt sore and…stiff. I didn't get up, I just opened my eyes and saw her leaning her back against the wooden wall.
"You used a forbidden spell," I whispered. I wanted to figure things out, before I died. She looked over at me, eyes red. She looked like she had been crying. She laughed darkly.
"Well, of course. What would you expect me to use on a muggleborn?" she asked.
"But…it's forbidden," I said slowly, my mind not connecting things. She rolled her eyes.
"Let me put it in terms that you would understand. I. Work. For. The. Dark. Lord. VOLDEMORT," she said. I guess she took my pained expression as confusion for she went on, "V-O-L-D-E-M-O-R-T! Voldemort."
"Voldemort wants me dead?"
"Voldemort wants all muggleborns dead. And technically this is Fletcher's assignment to prove he's worthy. He did that Imperius spell on you. But, the rest of this, is my revenge, darling," she said smiling.
"Why?"
"You've already asked that."
Have I?
Oh right… Something about Sirius… What was it again? Because I'm friends with Sirius?
"Oh." She just rolled her eyes at me, and we fell silent. It was starting to get dark.
"Well, I'm going to go. I've just missed practically all my classes just to punish you. Merlin, can you see how much effort I'm putting into this?"
I didn't answer her. She got up and left.
And as I looked at the evening sun, I knew, that tonight I was going to die.
I could feel it. And people always say you'll know when you're going to die. And I felt it. The slowing of my body. The will to live, was lost. I had given up and gave over to what Carley wanted. I was going to die.
I took a deep breath as I thought this.
By tomorrow, I'll be dead.
Remus' POVI looked towards the setting sun.
"Remember, the full moon goes up at nine tonight," I reminded them all. They all sort of nodded. We still hadn't found Fayre, and it was the second day. The third night.
If she didn't have water, she was going to die either by tonight, or tomorrow.
Well, according to science anyway.
But we all assured ourselves that Fletcher wouldn't let her DIE.
Sirius wasn't as optimistic.
"I don't even feel her…" he whispered, staring at his food that he would usually be sucking up like a vacuum cleaner. We all looked at him, and didn't comment. We silently ate our dinner.
Please, God, please keep Fayre alive. For Sirius' sake…
….
"Be careful mate," said James patting me on the back.
"We'll see you soon!" said Peter, trying to bring cheerfulness into our lives. I smiled weakly at them both.
"Bye," I said.
I headed down to Madam Pomfrey.
"Hello Remus," she said politely.
"Hello," I mumbled back. She touched the knot at the Whomping Willow and it stopped. She led me to the hole and smiled at me while watching me go down. I followed the tunnel to the Shrieking Shack. While I walked in, I heard a girl's voice say:
"Carley?"
Sirius' POVWe exchanged goodbyes and watch him leave the Common Room. I plopped down next to the fire.
"Where could she be?" I whispered staring into the flames.
"It'll be okay. Have faith, Padfoot," said James, putting a hand on my shoulder. I didn't shake it off, because I felt something. Some sort of spark had been ignited again.
I widened my eyes.
"What is it Padfoot?"
"Her subconscious was warning her… But a werewolf is not going to be chasing her down the halls of Hogwarts, that'd be silly," I whispered.
"What are you babbling about?"
"Don't you see? Someone took her down to the Shrieking Shack!"
"But…no one knows that there's a werewolf there…" said Peter slowly.
"Oh my God…" I said ignoring Peter looking at my watch. I had only ten minutes.
"Remus is going to turn in ten minutes. C'mon! We have to go!" I yelled running out of the Common Room.
Please oh please God! Please not let me be late!
"Wait! Sirius! I don't understand! What are you talking about?" called James from behind me. I turned around quickly.
"Fayre's in the Shrieking Shack." I said, my voice piercing the silence.
Lily had heard me and dropped whatever she was holding, letting it shatter into a million pieces.
And so did our calm.
A/N: YAY! Fayre's not gonna die!
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