Belaya Drocellmeyer
Hufflepuff
Fifth Year[M:-1500]
"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm already dead. Mentally and perhaps physically."[Mo0:0]
Posts: 150
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Post by Belaya Drocellmeyer on Nov 4, 2011 13:43:42 GMT
Belaya ran out of the castle with tears blinding her eyes. It was a surprise that the girl never fell as she ran where ever her shaking legs took her. Before she knew it she was running past Hagrid's Hut and into the Forbidden Forest. She finally collapsed near a tree shaking, crying and exhausted.
"AHHHH!!" the girl suddenly screamed, hoping to let out her emotions and shake off her tears but it only made her crying worse.
The girl finally managed to control her emotions and wiped away her tears on her cloak. She simply stared into the forest not worrying that it was actually the Forbidden Forest. After allshe loved sneaking out here all the time. She didn't care about the dangers since she usually had Glamoura with her and she could easily defend herself with her dagger and magic.
The girl sighed and made sure she had her dagger and wand. She felt a bit happier when she felt the familiar handles of her wand and dagger. She started to realize how cold it was but like hell if it bothered her. She loved the cold and was used to it from her, ahem, "travels".
"I wonder if anyone will go look for me..." she absent mindedly wondered to herself.
Belaya just sat there. Wondering and waiting for who knows what until a large gust of wind came and scratched at her tear-stained face. Just like the wind had knocked all her little strength out of her, she started feeling sadness, lonliness and guilt flood her causing her eyes to water up and her body to tremble. She started crying and someone had better find her soon or else she would just cry the whole night away.
"I hope no one finds me in this state..." she absently thought as she cried her heart and soul out to the world.
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Post by Scorpius Malfoy on Nov 5, 2011 10:32:57 GMT
To Scorpius the next best thing to do besides wander around the castles at night (hoping no teachers would be wary of it) was to walk as close to the Forbidden Forest as possible and try and muster up the courage to actually go in, many times he had tried, and many times he failed, he was just too afraid of the possibilities that lay in the Forest, not all being good ones.
It so happened that on that day Scorpius decided to hell with it, he may as well make some memories of Hogwarts while he was still there, his time would surely fade faster than he realized anyway so why not?
He was a few meters into the forest when the trees seemed to form an enclosing canopy, Scorpius resisted the urge to go back over sheer curiosity, he got a bit further when he heard the faint sound of crying.
Unable to help himself Scorpius walked closer to where he thought was the location of the sad sound, truth be told he rarely saw people cry, his family was too prideful too, his friends were mostly Slytherins so obviously they were even more prideful than his family.
Scorpius rubbed his eyes to check if he was hallucinating or not, there was a girl who looked younger than him wailing out her distress near a tree, Scorpius wanted to reach out and somehow stop the crying, he felt a strange sort of brotherly feeling to this girl and he didn't even know her.
Discomforted by these foreign feelings Scorpius took a step back, and unfortunately for Scorpius in his attempt to slip away quietly he stepped on a twig that made a louder crack than it should have.
Scorpius ran behind a tree not caring about the noises he made, for some reason he knew that hiding behind a tree was the most sensible thing to do at the time.
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Belaya Drocellmeyer
Hufflepuff
Fifth Year[M:-1500]
"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm already dead. Mentally and perhaps physically."[Mo0:0]
Posts: 150
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Post by Belaya Drocellmeyer on Nov 5, 2011 12:24:33 GMT
The sad Hufflepuff gave a shaky sigh as her crying steadily stopped like there were no more tears to cry. She suddenly heard a loud crack but was too tired to even care about it. Normally she would investigate with either her wand or dagger but now she just took a soft, hurt glance at the source of the sound and promptly put it at the back of her mind.
"Jay... Or should I say Chay? she let out a soft chuckle "No. You always hated that name, didn't you?"
At this she closed her eyes and smiled. She then licked her lips and started feeling dizzy. She blinked a few times and coughed. Her throat was dry from her continuous crying.
"Well I better start going now..." she said hoarsely.
Belaya shakily stood up, fixed up her cloak and began to take a step forward when she got a sudden chill up her spine and her vision began to blur.
"Stupid eye site has to be bad." she angrily murmured while opening her black case from her cloak and putting on her golden eye glasses.
She began to walk forward thinking she had solved her problem but with every step the dizziness and her blurred vision became even worse. By the time she managed to lean next to a tree her whole body was trembling and shaking. She was also going in and out of consciousness and finally collapsed on the cold forest floor, unconscious.
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Post by Scorpius Malfoy on Nov 7, 2011 6:23:55 GMT
Hiding behind a tree was definitely not the most comfortable thing to do, however uncomfortable it usually was though Scorpius didn't seem to notice, he kept on taking sneak peaks at the crying girl hoping she wouldn't spot him.
After a few minutes though silence fell and Scorpius, like the boy he was, suspicious took a step out of pure curiosity, when he saw the unconscious girl lying on the forest floor his first instinct was to run, what if he was seen there? Near a girl who seemed comatose? His background didn't help when he got into trouble, some of the teachers just murmured to each other that he was just like his father, being at the wrong place at the wrong time might cost him more than than time in Hogsmeade, Scorpius knew that some of his so-called friends were still a bit wary of him, well his father and grandfather mostly.
Wrapped up in his bitter state Scorpius almost forgot about the girl, until he heard hoof beats, he knew that there were Centaurs in the Forest, and while they didn't mind students from Hogwarts they were still territorial, after years they were particularly more guarded than ever.
Scorpius was torn between wanting to do the right thing and saving his own skin, with a sigh Scorpius cursed the inner "morality" he had, looking around quickly Scorpius mused to himself that the sooner he got out the better.
For a few minutes Scorpius just stood there awkwardly despite his previous thought, how was he going to take the girl back to the castle? Wingardium Leviosa flashed through Scorpius' mind but it was just as quickly shot down again with the fact that the spell probably couldn't support the weight of the girl. (Scorpius made a note to find out the girl's name, just thinking the girl over and over again got tiresome.)
Resigning himself to the fact that he could remember no other spell that could possibly get him out of his current situation Scorpius walked forward and leaned down to the girl, picked her up and carried her in his arms, making sure her arms were firmly wrapped around his neck first though.
The whole time he was walking Scorpius shifted the girl uncomfortably, unfortunately unless he was willing to go through a moral dilemma there was nothing he could do, once Hagrid's Hut was in sight Scorpius gently put down the girl.
He didn't know what to do next. Run for help? Just run away and hope someone else found her? Stay and then as soon as the girl stirred run?
Frustrated with all all the thoughts that swam around in his mind Scorpius paced around a nearby tree, so caught up in his thoughts that all dizziness left him.
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Belaya Drocellmeyer
Hufflepuff
Fifth Year[M:-1500]
"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm already dead. Mentally and perhaps physically."[Mo0:0]
Posts: 150
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Post by Belaya Drocellmeyer on Nov 7, 2011 16:39:08 GMT
"NO! NOOOO!" Belaya woke up screaming as loud as her weak body could, which was as loud as her normally talking, and breaking out in a cold sweat.
She had gone to a horrible world of nightmares right after she was unconscious and as of now she felt scared. It had been so long since she felt this much fear and it didn't feel too good.
She lay on the ground, panting heavily trying to catch her breath but it took up ever ounce of her strength to do so. She still felt really dizzy and her vision was still extremely blurry, almost to a state of blindness even with her glasses on. Amongst all this she still felt fear, sadness and guilt. She somehow managed to look around and saw a shadowy figure pacing near a tree.
"Jay? Jay!" she whispered loudly, mistaking Scorpius as her twin "Jay, I-I'm sorry. I... I didn't mean to let you die. I didn't mean to let you suffer. Jay, I never meant to do it. I never meant to leave you there. Why...." she whispered softly, starting to feel very tired. "Why did you die? You had so much to live for. Why did you always have to sacrifice? You could've had such a better fate. Was it because of me? I know it was because of me! I was too weak. Too weak..." her voice got quieter with each word she spoke and her breathing got heavier and heavier.
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Post by Scorpius Malfoy on Dec 2, 2011 23:32:56 GMT
Scorpius halted abruptly at the loud whisper from the girl, he hesitated wary of the fact that out of some pure instinct the girl would leap at him thinking he was “Jay”.
Who was Jay anyway? That was what Scorpius wanted to know; he let himself take the plunge though despite his wariness because he was thirsting to quench his curiosity, mustering up the small amount of courage that he had Scorpius turned and tread as carefully as he could to the girl.
About half a metre away from the girl Scorpius stopped, and started to lightly poke the girl in the arm, he really had no clue what he was supposed to do besides take her to the Hospital Wing, and he couldn’t do that.
After around the fifth poke or so Scorpius started getting quite worried, instinctively Scorpius grabbed the girl and started shaking her lightly, wondering if it was the right thing to do, if it was’nt he was screwed…slightly, but then again he already was.
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Belaya Drocellmeyer
Hufflepuff
Fifth Year[M:-1500]
"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm already dead. Mentally and perhaps physically."[Mo0:0]
Posts: 150
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Post by Belaya Drocellmeyer on Dec 3, 2011 1:00:14 GMT
Belaya was barely conscious as she felt someone gently shake her. She struggled to at least sit up and confront whoever had helped her but she was didn't have enough strength to do so. She simply lay down there for a few moments, trying to regain her strength.
It took awhile but Belaya finally managed to sit up but if she were to stay like that she needed support or she would lose all her strength again. She looked around her surroundings and saw a boy, not much older than her.
"Must've been the one who helped me..." she thought to herself.
Belaya felt a bit awkward, being seen by a guy in her weak state but she didn't think much of it.
"My name is Belaya Drocellmeyer." Belaya introduced herself softly "Thanks for helping me out. Do you mind if-"
Belaya was interrupted by a fearsome growl and a blur of white fur attacking the boy in front of her. The figure was Belaya's white wolfdog with black ears, Glamoura. Glamoura had gotten worried and searched for her and now thought that the strange boy was his master's cause for misery. Even he could tell that his owner felt extremely sick and weak.
"Glamoura, off. He did me no harm, in fact, he helped me." Belaya simply stated.
The wolfdog quickly got off and protectively sniffed Belaya to see if she was okay. She probably wasn't doing so well as Glamoura's concern for Belaya increased and you could see it on his face.
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