It was cold. Then it was hot. Then all I could feel was dull pain. I couldn't open my eyes, I couldn't move.
I'm dieing. I thought, maybe I should have just stayed with mum.
I wanted to scream but nothing would come out, I distantly heard McGonagall's crying and I wondered where Dumbledore was. I felt like I was drowning, and I tried desperately to swim up, feeling my lungs dry up. I was so close…
I gasped for air falling off the bed, gasping and coughing.
"OH MY GOD!" I heard a scream but I wasn't paying attention. I was shivering and the world was spinning. I groaned loudly as two pairs of hands tried to pull me back up on the bed.
"Casper are you okay?" Dumbledore's face came blearily into view.
"DO I LOOK LIKE I'M OKAY!" I screamed pushing him away in pain, "DAMN IT I SHOULD HAVE JUST DIED!" He chuckled and gave me space.
"I can help with that." He said pulling his wand out and muttering a spell. Suddenly the pain turned into a dull stinging and I fell back shaking.
"Casper oh god are you okay? McGonagall was holding my face checking for any sign that I wasn't okay.
"I'm fine get off me!" I yelled pushing her away and glaring at them both. They both looked at me for a second then burst out laughing.
"What?!" I exclaimed sitting on the side of my bed.
"You're just so…" McGonagall searched for a word, "you." I grabbed the pillow and threw it at her face laughing as it made contact.
"Well I'm sorry for that then!" I laughed as she gave me a stern look, "how did you guys know to come here anyway?" Dumbledore stopped laughing rather abruptly and McGonagall looked rather uncomfortable.
"Professor McGonagall heard you screaming and she called me." Dumbledore answered.
"How did she hear me though?" I asked curiously, I couldn't have been that loud.
"Shes staying next door." Dumbledore answered looking at McGonagall who suddenly became very interested in the wall.
"She's spying on me?!" I exclaimed standing up. I immediately regretted my decision as I fell crashing to the floor. My head pounded against the metal bed frame and my eyes started watering in pain. I saw McGonagall move to help me but I glared at her making her back up. Dumbledore helped me up, sitting on the bed beside me as I struggled to gain back my breath.
"I should've just gone with mum." I muttered, hands at the back of my hand.
"What?" Dumbledore asked sharply, his head snapping towards me.
"Oh well I thought I was dead and then my mum was there and I was talking to her, and I got to choose whether I was dead or alive, and I guess I chose this." I answered, choosing not to tell him what I saw.
"You chose us over Lily and James?" McGonagall asked sitting next to Dumbledore.
"No I chose living over my family." I snapped, trying again to get off the bed, holding the dresser for support.
"Where are you going?" She asked standing up.
"I'm hungry is that a crime?" I shot back, my legs jelly.
"You can't go down there like that." She retorted, nodding to my blood soaked clothes.
"Well these are all the clothes I've got." I answered turning around with difficulty.
"Thats what the dresser is for, it has any muggle clothes you could want." McGonagall replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Then get out while I get changed!" I yelled shooing them away. They left, Dumbledore with a bemused expression and McGonagall about to burst with annoyance.
I opened the dresser, silently wishing for something comfy to wear. I dressed in a pair of black leggings, a white tank top covered with a red, plaid button shirt (which I tied around my waist) and a denim jacket (The arms only went to my elbow so I felt a little. I found a white piece of light grey fabric and made it a headband, slipping it on. I looked at at my red/brown hair and ran a brush through it quickly.
Perfect. I thought looking at myself in the mirror and looking around to find shoes. I found some short cowboy boots that cuffed off at the top.
Now if only I could walk. I thought seeing as I was leaning against the wall to stay up. I saw the white light coming from my wrist and it wrapped around my legs. I could feel the strength returning to them and I got off the wall.
"I could get used to that." I muttered, now noticing how much taller I looked with my boots. I cleaned up my face and added some black eyeliner, dark silver eyeshadow, and a neutral colour lipstick. The mirror showed a girl I didn't know. I confident, beautiful girl. Not me. I walked to the door, opened it and strutted out, all confident.
"C..Casper what are you doing?" McGonagall stuttered wide eyed at my new appearance.
"Going to eat." I answered flashing a smile.
"What? Y..your hair, your outfit, you!" She breathed taking me in.
"I thought I needed a change." I shrugged walking down the stairs.
"Shes twelve she doesn't even look her age." McGonagall whispered to Dumbledore furiously. I ignored them and walked over to the bar.
"Hi." I said as I saw the boy working the bar, Tom busy with another women in the corner.
"Hey." He answered, his brown hair falling into his eyes a little, "What can I get you?"
"Oh can I just get some toast and a water?" I asked, my head on my hand.
"Yeah I'll go get that for you." He answered with a wink and walked into the kitchens. I turned around to where McGonagall and Dumbledore were having a whispered argument in the corner. I waved with a smile when they both looked at me and McGonagall looked like she was going to explode.
"Heres that for you can I get you anything else?" I heard and turned around to see the bar boy with my food, one of his eyebrows above the other.
Damn thats cute. I thought as I took a sip of the water.
"Yeah how bout your name?" I answered, tearing off a piece of toast and plopping it in my mouth. He smiled and leaned over the bar, his grey t-shirt sticking to his skin.
"Devin, Devin Mandel I'm starting Hogwarts this year actually. Toms my uncle and he lets me work here." He told me taking a piece of my toast with sparkling blue eyes. Devin had tan skin, his hair windswept and long so that it ran across the top of his eyes.
"Oh I'm Casper I'm starting Hogwarts this year too." I answered smiling as he continued eating my toast.
"No last name?" He asked, taking a drink of my water making me laugh.
"Last names aren't important their too groupie." I said laughing again as he spilt my water.
"Shoot I'm sorry I can fix that." He mumbled pulling out his wand. He gave it a flick and my bottle exploded sending glass flying everywhere.
"Better than I could've done." I commented seeing the huge mess. We looked at each other smiling, the mess forgotten.
"Wait you've got a piece of glass on your face let me get that." He said and before I could protest his thumb brushed my cheek as he grabbed the glass shard. We both froze for a second, eyes locked with each other and I felt McGonagall's eyes burning holes in the back of my head. His hand left my face and he looked down, embarrassed.
"I'm sorry I should go." I said getting off the dingy bar stool.
"Oh, oh yeah maybe I'll see you around then." He replied hopefully accidently putting his hand on a shard of glass and jumping up.
"Maybe." I whispered and practically ran past McGonagall and Dumbledore, up the stairs, and into my room where I slammed the door behind me sliding down to the ground. I heard knocks on the door.
"Casper it's Professor McGonagall let me in." I heard but I ignored it. "Casper let me in or I'll blow down this door." She warned and I smiled.
"Like hell you will." I whispered, my knees coming up to my chest. All I could feel was Devin's hand on my cheek, his blue eyes staring into mine. Then I felt Ben's hand slapping me as he yelled for more water. I pulled my hair into a ponytail and thought I was going to be sick.
Devin smiling at me, Ben's crazy grin as he held his knife, covered in my blood.
Devin breaking my glass of water, Ben throwing his empty bottle at me.
Every happy memory I had ever had could be ruined with a Ben memory.
I realized I was shaking my hands in front of my face as if shielding me. There was another knock and I almost screamed in fear of it being Ben. Ben always knocked really loudly and that knock was really loud..
No, I told myself. It was all in my head I couldn't let myself think like that. I stayed sitting there all day despite the knocks on my door and my muscles getting stiff. For 3 days I stayed there, not eating, not sleeping just sitting invested in my own thoughts.
Authors Note- So I just woke up and I thought I would write some more before I have soccer so here you guys go! I'm really tired still I stayed up super late writing. Remember to review. Till next time! :)