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Post by Phoenix Cecile on Oct 2, 2006 17:55:03 GMT -5
Running slender fingers through bright red shoots of hair, the young Lioano rumaged through her trunk. Standing with one hip stuck out, and a knee slightly bent, she held up a black tutu, wrinkling her nose. She shoved it back into the trunk, and then pulled out a black top hat. She plopped it onto her short red hair , and made a face with pouted lips. The fourth year, named Phoenix Cecile, was bored. She glanced out the window, to note that the inky blackness of night was slowly setting in. She sighed, and kicked her trunk back under her bed. It was time to get into her very 'different' jammies, and get some sleep. Besides, she knew Cam would be waiting outside her common room door like a puppy waiting to be fed. She groaned, why was her only friend so unconfident in themself?
She dropped her black skirt, and shrugged out of her red blouse. Dropping her undergarments on her bed post she pulled on her nightie. A lacy corset type thing, with lace that fell down to her knees. The square cut neckline fell down on the bodice which pushed up her very little bust, and had sleeves down to her wrists. She kept her black and red stripped socks, that reached to her knees, on and climbed into her soft bed. Slipping between the comforters, the fourteen year old girl sighed. That is when she heard the creaking of her door, and the room was suddenly alit with a red flash that just nearly missed her cheek. Leaving a black spot on her pillow she shot straight up. "You pervert, watching a girl get undressed!" she screamed, throwing the soiled pillow at the unseen foe.
Then she saw the glint of the white skeleton mask, and the black robes. A death eater. Why hadn't she been notifyed of this? Oh right, she was supposed to guide them to the girls dormitories. Well....they found em anyway.She was only two years away from being aloud to come a full fledged death eater, and she was what you would call an apprentice to them. She frowned, her fists on her narrow hips as she climbed out of bed. "You assholes, don't shoot at me. I am on your side...god you all have such empty brains that you could fill em with three litres of water" she said, rolling her eyes. Suddenly she felt a pain in her shoulder, and she was thrown across the room and hitting the door, it crashed as she broke through the wood. A shreik was let out from her lungs, one full of malice, and she tried to stand up. The pain brought white spots to her gaze, and her pelvis was obviously twisted and she couldn't put any weight on one leg. She stumbled into the wall and happened to glance down the corridors. Others were being attacked as well.
"Ohhh....you are going to pay for this you worthless peice of shit." she growled, turning her amber gaze back onto the death eater that was obviously smirking under his mask. She raised her onyx wand and shot a blaze of green light from it. Phoenix hadn't to even mutter a word, the death eater fell backwards with a gutteral sound. She grinned wickedly, her gaze full of poison as she watched the man curl and jerk under the Crucio curse. She didn't dispell it, and let it take its course, her twisted mind enjoying every minute of it, till she fell away into a mindless blackness. Her red head was laying back against the wall, and blood seeped down over her one eye from a gash on her forhead. She had been leaning against the wall for support, but as she fell unconciounce, her legs buckled beneth her and she fell to a heap on the floor covered with debree.
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Post by Natalie Richards - R.I.P. on Oct 4, 2006 15:32:18 GMT -5
For Natalie Richards, it had been a normal day. She had got out of bed around noon, spent an hour getting ready, grabbed some lunch, and headed into town. She had shopped for hours before slipping into the night club Midnight Xpress. It was more of a... Well, it was a very interesting place. She had found plenty of amusement there, drinking a little and flirting with every guy within the vicinity.
She managed to have some fun with a few of them, and once she'd settled her craving for being wild, she had left and disappeared. She'd slipped into the castle, laying down on her bed fully clothed and falling asleep around 11:30. It had been an early night, but she had to get up earlier in the morning. She had a nail appointment she had to go to.
Softly, the door creaked open, revealing a large shadow standing in the doorway. He paused, wand held aloft, and looked at the sleeping form. Ah, such a waste. She could have been a useful prize, at least for a time. Even toys tended to break and grow worn and old. He grew sick of them after a time. He advanced into the room, the hood and mask hiding his face. He stopped at the foot of her bed, hissing,"Crucio!"
That was possibly the rudest awakening Natalie had ever received. She awoke with a scream, and she began to writhe and twist, screaming in pain. Loud, high, annoying screams, mind you. The Death Eater faltered, holding his ears. "SHUT UP!" he bellowed, slashing the air with his wand. Blood spurted from her cheek, where he had cut her with a spell. A nonverbal one, actually.
She tried to get to her feet, but her legs gave out before she could even get off the bed. He raised his wand, saying,"Crucio!" This time he held it, torturing her for a long while. He then advanced on her. He wanted her to suffer, for he would get his kicks that way. He pulled out a knife, neatly slicing both her wrists. The wounds were deep enough not to clot, but shallow enough to take a long time. He also cut a few other, smaller cuts on her arms. He then backed away, raising his wand to apply the Cruciatus curse once more...
((She's going to die no matter what, but if anyone feels like trying to save her, feel free. This way they can rush her to the hospital wing or something...))
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Post by Lareina Darcy on Oct 8, 2006 19:53:49 GMT -5
God, was she tired... It was amazing, how one could be so bloody tired after doing a day of, basically, nothing, like Lareina had. It was get up, have breakfast, do nothing for an hour or two, have lunch, do more nothing for a few hours, have dinner then go to bed. Fun, fun, fun, her day seemed to have been. Not. There had been no homework for her to do, as her and Emerald had only just came to the school about a week ago, so all that was left for the Lioano was to sleep.
She changed into a pair of black, silk pajamas, which had pink dots on and a couple of tiny ribbons here or there - very girly things, strangely - and fell onto her bed, in a room which she shared with no one. It wasn't, of course, that no one wanted to share with her - not that anyone actually would want to, though... - but more the fact that she enjoyed being alone. I was quite, and there was no irritating people there to try and tell her that she was wrong about anything.
Lareina was asleep within minutes, and woke later in the night with a start. Was that a scream she had just heard? No, it must have been one of those disturbing dreams you sometimes ha- What the hell was that? Something, right in the very darkest corner of the room, had just moved. Was still moving, as a matter of fact. It was a person, and it was coming towards her! But then Lareina made one of the biggest mistakes of her life.
She shrugged, dismissing the person as a part of a dream. Until the Cruciatus Curse left its lips. The pain hit her like a bludger in a Quidditch game: hard. She didn't scream, though, but moans and groans of agony left her lips, stinging tears filling her dark eyes. The Death Eater frowned, actually annoyed by the lack or response - in other words yells, screams and cries - that he was getting from this victim, and raised his wand once more.
This, however, had given Lareina enough time to dive to the side, - with a mutter of "Fuck no, man." - tears of pain now replaced with burning ones of anger, and grab her wand from the bedside table. Another curse narrowly missed her head, and blasted a hole in the wooden head board, which rocked back and forth, banging against the wall. She pointed her wand at the man and bellowed the first thing that came into her head.
"AVIS!!" A small, noisy flock of little birds shot from her wand, and Lareina shook her head in exasperation. "What the fuck did I say that for?" she wondered aloud, scrambling from the bed and dashing to the door before the Death Eater had fully beaten the twittering animals off. She flung the door open, coming face to face with someone else. But it was okay. It was the Headmistress... wasn't it? The woman before her, in black robes, sure looked like Adeline Darcy... until she raised her long black wand, a wicked gleam in her bright eyes.
Lareina let out a high squeal and ducked past this female Death Eater, running like hell down the hall. God, she hoped there weren't more in the common room...
{I'm debating making that female Death Eater Adeline's sister or cousin or something, but we'll just have to see.}
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Post by Charlie Sonata on Oct 9, 2006 14:29:42 GMT -5
So, what had she done that day.
Well, to be totally honest, Charlie hadn't really done much that day. After she got up around noon, she had a long shower, and snatched a quick brunch before retiring back to her room, where she met the also just risen Felicia. So the two off them had sat in their room, and just talked for a few hours, filling up the spare time with typically girl activities - nail painting (red for Charlie, pale blue for Felicia), hair doing, gossiping and so on. Eventually, they slunk down to dinner, and as usual were among the last few to leave. Full, content, and relax, they return to the common room to lounge around in the wonderfully comfortable armchairs until eleven o'clock rolled around and the girls retired for the night.
Charlie pulled on the huge grey jumper that she wore to bed with a pair of white short shorts before she flung herself down on her bouncy bed. FelicIa, pulling on a pair of dark blue PJ bottoms with a white tank top crawled into the bed beside hers, and wriggled under the blankets. She popped her head up, blonde hair falling over eyes, and grinned at her friend.
"G'dnight, and god bless, you cheeky whore," she said, referring to a conversation they'd been having earlier. Charlie laughed lightly, and pulled the blankets up round her neck. With a wave of a wand, the light turned out, and soon both girls were fast asleep, one of them snoring softly.
Screams.
Charlie didn't stir. Her sleep was heavy, and troubled. She wouldn't wake until she felt the pain, the hands upon her skin. Felicia, on the other hand, sat up straight in her bed. The scream was wavering, fading, but the air quivered with anticipation, and soon the last cry was replaced by more. Hers was soon to join them when a hand clamped over her mouth, the other holding her down as a black shape in the shadows came to life.
Hands round her neck, something covering her face. She couldn't breath as she was jerked most unpleasantly for a most unpleasant dream. Charlie choked, her breath escaping in short gasps as she tried to scream, tried to protest. She gathered enough wits about her drive her knee hard into the stomach of who ever was trying to smother her. The pillow slipped from her face as the hand fell away, the the world slid into a painfully sharp picture. The dark shape of a person stirred at the end of her bed, groaning. Charlie gritted her teeth against a scream, and lashed out with her foot, but this time whoever, or whatever, was prepared. A pale hand snaked out, and grabbed her bare ankle, and twisted it painfully. A spell was uttered, and ropes like white snakes emerged from somewhere within the folds of the cloak, slowly winding up her legs, binding them tightly together, and continuing like some hideous disease up her body, squeezing tighter and tighter. She struggled like a trapped animal, yelling, thrashing, and striking out with whatever she could, but the attacker was just as determined.
Felicia too had been bound. The chords dug into her soft pale skin, and the tears streamed down her petrified face. The man that held her down - for his voice had been gruff, and his body too heavy, too clumsy to be a woman - held her tightly, one hand pressing what she assumed was a wand against her neck, the other held a handful of her hair, pulling her head back wards. She was trembling, eyes cover with a piece of cloth, and rag stuffed in her mouth to muffle the crying. She wanted to call out to Charlie, wanted to she shaken roughly from this nightmare - for she was sure that's what it was. They had eaten too late, again, and it was giving her nightmare, that's all. This couldn't be real. This wasn't real.
But the pain that came with the magic word felt so real.
Charlie heard her screams, and Charlie saw her best and really only friend buck and writhe in exquisite pain as the Death Eater tortured her with the Crucio spell. She squeezed her eyes shut, and warm tear seeped down her face. The person that was holding her dug their nails in her bare shoulder.
"Open your eyes, Charlie," the voice in her ear hissed maliciously, "Watch her squirm. Watch her try and scream out for he daddy, for her mama...for you...."
That voice.
That voice!
Once again Charlie started struggling against her attacker, but she didn't get far before the curse was used on her. Pain seemed to spiral up her spine, and drill the back of her head as her muscles contorted with agony. It felt like boiling molten lead had replaced her blood in her veins and yet another hoarse scream was torn from her lips that left her gasping for breath.
"Just watch," came the familiar voice, "Merlin, I swear if you shut your eyes again...Just watch if you like having that pretty face of yours!"
She done as she was told. She felt like she had no choice in the matter. Her body was still tingling with the after affects of the crucio, she opened her eyes.
Blood. Blood everywhere. All over Felicia's bed, staining the already red sheets a darker shade of crimson, the floor, and Felicia herself. It poured from a long and deliberate gash that ran all they way down her trembling pale arm. It was like something from a bad Muggle slasher flick, but she could predict this wasn't going to end when the sun came up. Charlie gave a little mournful wail as another cut appeared on her friend's chest.
And another.
And another....
Felicia was screaming in pain - it could be heard through the gag as plain as day. Charlie was sobbing her heart out. It was unbearable to watch. How could anyone be this cruel? Was this punishment for a sinful life? Was she going to die that night? Again nails dug into her skin, and the stench of blood was making her retch.
"Had enough?" spat the Death Eater holding her. Charlie could feel her hold on consciousness slipping. Darkness flashed before her, and she groaned. A face swam before her eyes, and for a moment, she could have sworn she was looking in a mirror. Same green eyes (perhaps a shade darker?), same blonde hair (perhaps a little thicker?), same sort of face (perhaps a little pale, a little more beautiful, a little more deadly...)
"Well, you stupid bint? Have you had enough?"
The pain came again, and this time when it left, she could see stars, and she choked out an answer. The familiar face, the face that she grew up with smirked in a most satisfied way. Felicia was still screaming, but it worried Charlie how faint they were getting.
"You have? Such a shame Charlie, you fucking whore. Such a shame..."
And when the pain came for a third time, it didn't stop, and she screamed, and she screamed, wondering why nobody was helping them, wondering why she was being punished, and why, oh god why they were punishing Felicia too. She let her eyes closed. She didn't know if the shrieks were hers of not. The world was growing darker, like she was being smothered with fog, and a voice rang out from the darkness, and it would ring in her nightmares forever more.
"Sweet dreams!" it cackled, "I won't let you tarnish the Sonata name any longer! Hope you rot in hell!"
Sweet dreams....hope you rot in Hell....
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Post by Headmistress Adeline Darcy on Oct 16, 2006 12:06:57 GMT -5
Dazed and confused, Adeline, who had also received the message, sprinted up to the girl's dormitory, her hastily shoved on, crinkled purple robes tripping her up several times along the way. Her sister! Where was Lareina? She was given her answer when, at the top of the stairs, a black haired, short girl barrelled into her, nearly knocking them both backwards. The girl thrashed desperately, screaming, eyes panicked and glinting, and tried the best she could to throw Adeline off.
"Lar- Lareina!" Adeline asked sharply, grabbing her half-sister by the arms and shaking her roughly. "Lareina! It's Adeline, you silly girl! S-Stop punching me!!" The dark-haired girl looked him, searching the Headmistress' face or any sign of a lie. Eventually, Lareina was still, her own features confused. "I d- I don't understand," the Lioano whispered. At the puzzled look from Adeline, she continued, shaking her head worriedly. "I saw- I saw ya. Back there. You were... you were gonna hurt me, Adeline. I could see it there. In your eyes. You were gonna to torture me until I went mad, and you were gonna enjoy it."
"I don't know... what you mean. I just came up from the... from the..." Adeline trailed off in the middle of her explanation, looking at something - or someone - behind Lareina with horror. She stepped past the younger girl, still staring in awe. "Linn? Linnea?" Lareina also gasped, joining her half-sister in staring at the female Death Eater that had almost caught hold of her a couple of minutes before. "That's Linn?"
The Death Eater fully removed her hood, revealing a face almost identical to Adeline's. They would have been, apart from the fact that 'Linnea' was a few inches shorter, her hair more of a sandy colour than her older sister. "Morning, Adeline," she said coolly, tucking her wand into he robes and leaning against the wall in a manner that suggested she didn't have a care in the world. "Lareina," she added with a sniff, glancing at the part Spanish girl as if she were dirt.
Adeline shook her head in disbelief. "What are you doing here?" she hissed angrily. Pausing, she glanced at Lareina, before finally saying, "Go down to the hospital wing, Lareina. Go get checked." Lareina looked outraged, and snapped, "I ain't going bloody nowhere! That's my sister, too, ya know!!" Adeline's expression darkened, and she said in a sharp, final tone, "Go. Now." Lareina fumed slightly for a second, before storming off down the stairs, making sure to pull out her wand on the way.
Smirking, the Death Eater began to reply to Adeline's question. "Well, Del, dear. Where to start? I assume you know that I joined the dark side." With a short nod from the Headmistress, Linnea carried on. "This was just a mission. There are a whole lot of students we are interested in recruiting - and a few that have already been a great help - and this was the best place to start." She grinned, cutting off Adeline as she began to speak once more. "Don't worry, Adeline; our visit to this school in particular was nothing to do with you being here. Don't flatter yourself so, darling. But it is reassuring to know that you won't go running off to report us to the Ministry, of course. That makes things much easier."
"We won't tell, huh?" Adeline asked, hand on one hip now, standing slightly cockily "How d'you figure that out?" I mean, come on; in Adeline's opinion, there was no way she couldn't tell the Ministry of Magic about them. This was an awful thing that they'd done, taking the school. "Because,” Linn replied. “If you do, I’ll tell them to kill your boyfriend. We’ve got him right where we want him, that brave Darien. I’m been receiving Patronuses all over the place from different Death Eaters, and it turns out that your favourite teacher’s injured pretty badly. Aw well, back to the point.”
Smiling at Adeline’s horrified expression, she continued. “After he’s finished with, I’ll kill your Potions Master, and his girlfriend. And then I’ll Lareina, and Charlotte, and when I’m done, I’ll track down my dear twin and kill him, too. And that’s not the best part!” She laughed. “After that, you’ll have to deal with the fact that they all died because of you.” She paused, smiling pleasantly. “So what do you say, Adeline? Stay and defend your students then let us go… or tell tales and murder your family and friends?”
Adeline didn’t even have to consider. Sighing, she said weakly, “Go.” Her sister smiled once more, and then turned to go. She walked down the corridor, and Adeline leaned against the wall, defeated and tired. Glancing down, she failed to notice Linn turn at the bottom of the hallway. She did hear a deep, male voice bellow, “ADELINE! MOVE!”
She looked up, and saw Braeden running toward her from where had been at the top of the stairs. Then… she felt a sharp pain in her left arm, and screamed out loud. Looking down, she saw a knife sticking out of the top of said arm, pinning her to the wall. She didn’t dare to pull it out or struggle, but wailed in pain and stared desperately at her sister. Linn’s face was pained, and she had tears in her eyes, but still managed to turn and disappear around the corner. Braeden rushed to Adeline, who said quickly, “It’s alright, Braeden… go and look in the rooms. Save the girls. I’ll be fine, I’m sure. Someone will come for me.” She nodded, and, hesitantly, Brae took off down the hall, following the screams that echoed into the night…
{Anyone wanna find Adeline? I decided to do this to her 'cause... I'm nasty. =D}
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Post by Darien Edwards on Oct 16, 2006 18:13:21 GMT -5
Darien had barely made it to the girls' dormitories. He clutched his chest, leaning heavily on the wall to hold himself up. He made it up the stairs, hearing the increasing screams. He had to go faster. He got up the stairs, and the first person he saw was Adeline. She was stuck to the wall with a knife. He hurried to her, saying softly,"Oh my God, Adeline. Are you okay?!" He grabbed the knife handle, saying,"This is going to hurt a bit..." He then pulled it out slowly, grabbing his wand and tapping the wound to slow the bleeding. He wrapped it up and looked at her.
He was leaning on the wall slightly, and one hand was clutched to his chest at this point. He wasn't going to make it much farther... He looked at Adeline and said,"Come on... We have to help them. Save them..." He kissed her briefly before disappearing, heading for Natalie Richard's room. That was his next mistake. He charged into the room, only for the Death Eater to turn his wand on the unsuspecting professor. He was hit with the Cruciatus Curse square in the chest, and he found himself on the floor, writhing in pain.
The Death Eater soon released the spell, and Darien was panting, clutching his wand tightly. He could hardly breathe, let alone move. He pointed his wand at the Death Eater and quickly whispered,"Stupefy!" After that, he dragged himself to his feet, holding onto the wall. He then moved towards him, muttering a spell that wrapped him in ropes. He moved to where Natalie was laying, putting her onto a magicked stretcher. He then left the room, holding onto the wall the entire time. He reached the hallway, making to go to the hospital wing, when everything went black. Natalie's stretcher floated in front of him, but he collapsed into a heap on the floor, barely breathing.
((Okay. Yeah, had to make it this way. He ends up close to death and all that, but yeah, feel free to send him and Natalie to the hospital wing along with everyone else... ^^))
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Post by Domitan MacKeltar on Oct 16, 2006 18:20:10 GMT -5
Dom had followed behind all the others, and instead of going to the boys' dormitory, where it seemed all was calming down, he hurried to the girls'. There were fresh screams there, and he wasn't completely sure what was going on. Seeing the Death Eaters laying around alerted him to the situation, and he swore under his breath. He moved to a room it seemed no one had entered, spotting two Death Eeaters torturing two girls. He shouted,"Stupefy!", pointing at the bigger of the two. He then attempted to slam into the other one before turning to the two girls. He quickly magicked stretchers, placing them on it, and kept an eye on the two Death Eaters. He made sure the stretchers were in the hall before he looked back, making the stretchers float to the end of the hall with Natalie.
He then slammed the door shut and locked it from the outside, to where nothing could open it but a spell from the outside, and hurried to the end of the hall. He spotted Darien, but he knew he could do nothing for his fellow professor. He saw Phoenix and magicked another stretcher, placing her onto one. He then took Felicia, Charlie, and Natalie towards the hospital wing. They were in the worst condition, and he could do nothing for Darien or Phoenix. He could just hope the others would take care of them. He didn't have time to try and be the big hero of the day...
((Hope that was okay. Kinda g-moded there, but I tried to avoid it. If it's not okay, Pickle, lemme know, okay?))
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Post by Headmistress Adeline Darcy on Oct 17, 2006 15:36:27 GMT -5
Adeline smiled weakly when Darien appeared at the top of the stairs, and replied shakily, "I'll live. I hope." She watched him approach her, and take hold of the knife. Biting her lip slightly, she looked into his eyes and murmured a response. "I know it will; but it has to come out, right?" She nodded, obviously agreeing with herself, then clenched the fist of her right hand hard. Yes; she knew it would hurt.
Then he began to pull. She let out a yell of pain, and a tear slipped down her cheek. The knife was out quite quickly, though, and the wound stopped bleeding and was bandaged with a couple of spells from Darien. Adeline gave him a faint smile again, but frowned when she noticed Darien's obvious struggle. Was he having trouble breathing? "Darien... Darien? What's the ma-" But then he kissed her and cut off her words, dashing off down the hall into another room.
She checked a couple of rooms to find them empty, then made her way to the one that Darien had entered. He came out just as she reached the door, stretcher in front of him, then fell to the floor himself. Another young teacher passed her own horrified form, took the girl that was on the stretcher and left. Adeline dropped down next to Darien, and checked him for any sign of life. She jumped when a male voice above her spoke.
"Adeline, you don't have time." She looked up to see Braeden, a stretcher with Phoenix on it in front of him. "He is near death; and you will be too if you don't get a move on. You're bleeding." He made a vague gesture toward her arm, which was soaked with red blood. "Let's get to the hospital wing; you know you'll be taken care of there."
Adeline scowled. "Do you honestly think I care about me?" she asked snappishly. "Well, I don't. What if we don't have time to get him there, what then?" She knew she was being stupid and careless, not making much sense, but added spitefully, "Did you help them in? The Death Eaters?" All she received from Braeden was a small, disgusted noise, and he walked past her, taking Darien on a stretcher with him, as well as Phoenix. He knew that she was just taking out her frustration on him; but it didn't make her nasty question right.
Getting no reaction, Adeline deflated, and followed after the Potions teacher quietly, head down, cradling her bad arm. The hospital seemed to be their next destination; whoopee.
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Post by trigger on Oct 18, 2006 15:53:59 GMT -5
Footsteps echoed in the hallway behind Natalia and she turned sharply, raising an eyebrow as she didn't see anything. Nothing was following her - good.
As soon as the girl started walking again she heard the footsteps, and this time when she turned she saw someone - a death eater.
"Hello, little girl." He smiled, walking towards her. At this point Natalia was frozen with fear.
The death eater stroked her cheek with a finger and she winced every time he did, hoping he didn't leave a scar, or anything.
"Such a vain little devil. Too bad you're going to die. And let me tell you, you will be so cut up you will be, no... I can't say it... ugly!" He stroked her cheek again before turning away, looking up at the staircase. They were on the ground floor at the moment - one flight of stairs and she could get to the common room.
Natalia whipped out her wand while the death eater's back was turned, shaking with fear, and shouted the words "Immobilise!"
She turned to run, tripping over, but quickly standing up, running up the stairs.
She had barely gotten to the first floor until she heard the death eater talking again - her curse was put on him so badly he had only not been able to move for a few seconds.
"You can run, but you can't hide." He shouted after Natalia as she whipped round a corner, tears streaking down her cheeks.
She entered the common room, looking around then flying up the stairs to the girls dormitries, running into hers. Immediately she couldn't see anything - she had almost forgotten it was still night-time.
"Lumos!" She shouted, but her wand didn't light.
"Lumos, lumos, lumos! Oh, fuck." Finally her wand lit and she looked around the room, seeing some girl's, and some death eaters. How did you get your wand to go out again? Natalia blew at it, and it went out after a while, but by itself, not because she was blowing.
"Crucia!" Natalia fell to the floor, writhing in pain, but she didn't make a sound, just let the tears run down her cheeks, swallowing continuously to get rid of the lump in her throat.
"Stop it..." She managed to whisper, curling up in a ball. The death eater let go ofthe curse, realising she wasn't going to make any sound..
After a few minutes he jumped out from behind her, grabbing her shoulders, then moving his arms to her waist. That got an extremely loud scream. Funny how things could work out.
"I'm going to curse you now. And if you don't scream, will kill you. Understand?" She nodded, and he pointed his wand at her neck, bellowing the word 'Crucia'.
Natalia fell to the floor, screaming in pain this time, not only because he had told her to, but because it was stronger than it was the first time. Damn.[/color]
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