Post by livelife on Feb 14, 2008 20:48:35 GMT -7
Blondie sat at the station, pondering about years past. Why couldn't their troubles have been over with Voldemort's defeat? No, something just HAD to go wrong, didn't it? Yes, something always has to go wrong. said a voice in her head. Blondie was puzzled, it wasn't her own thoughts. You know, there's too much wrong in the world, just take yourself out of the picture. the voice continued. "But Isaac..." Blondie said aloud. So? It would only be another person to be messed up. the voice insisted. "No!" Blondie protested. Take your wand out of your pocket. said the voice. Blondie slipped her hand into her pocket and pulled it out, running a finger along the smooth surface. Break it in two. the voice instructed. Blondie fought it, but the curse was too strong... Her hands trembled and bent her wand, it snapped. A follower jumped from the bushes, wand in one hand a knife in the other. The curse wasn't lifted. The follower thrust the knife through Blondie's throat. She gasped and sputtered as the curse was lifted. She then fell face-first on the ground, dead.