Sitting ~Open~

[callunyorker13]

Callum sat perched on the seventh floor corridors window, staring at the new fallen snow.

[harrypotterfan11]

Liliana ran up, almsot pushing Cal out the window. "Sorry." she sighed, sinking against the wall.

[popprincess1995]

Jasmine flew through a wndow curiousley and transformed. "What was tat all about?" SHe asked. "Waht is wrong?" She asked. Liliana looked out of breath.

[livelife]

Blondie walked slowly down the corridor, alone as always. She didn't really have any friends. Mostly because people would judge her on what was on the outside, then never give her chance. Blondie is a nice girl, just too shy to approach anyone...

[popprincess1995]

Jasmine instantly read her thoughts and remembered how she saved her. "Hi Blondie" She said cheerfully as she ran up.

[livelife]

"Hi Jasmine." Blondie said softly, sticking her hands inside her pockets.

[popprincess1995]

"What are you doing?" She asked. Blondie looked slightly upset.

[livelife]

"Thinking..." Blondie responded vaguely, pushing her bangs away from her dark brown eyes.

[popprincess1995]

"Is anything wrong?" SHe asked.

[livelife]

"Of course not!" Blondie said with a smile. She blocked her thoughts, she wanted them private at the moment...

[popprincess1995]

Jasmine nodded understandingly. She yawned slowly. She was tired.

[livelife]

"What've you been up to lately?" Blondie asked timidly. She was making a feeble attempt at conversation, she wasn't much of a conversation-starter...

[popprincess1995]

Jasmine shrugged. "Nothing really"

[livelife]

"Same here..." Blondie said vaguely, her surroudings were blending away, she fell to her knees...

Her surroundings were replaced with a dimly fire-lit room, there were three figures, but it was too dim to make out any features.

"So, is the girl dead?" asked an icy, female voice.
"Yes'm, I got the body." said another voice, a male one, holding up the limp third figure.
"Excellent, but be careful, I don't want blood on the carpet." said the first.
"Should I burn it?" asked the second.
"Cut off the head, I want it as proof, but indeed, burn the rest. Do as you please with it. I don't want it around to rot." answered the first.
"Certainly miss." said the second, pulling a blade from his pocket. With a single swipe, he removed the head, he then walked to the fireplace and stuffed the body inside, it began to burn. They both laughed.
"At last, the wretched Potters are out of our way!" said the female with glee.
"Onto the Weasleys?" asked the male.
"Definately, the blood-traitor Weasleys." said the female.
"Yes! I want to cause them complete misery, since there's so many of them, we could just kill one or two, they'll all attend the funeral, then we drop a bomb on the place and then they're all gone!" exclaimed the male.
"I love the way your foul mind works!" said the female.
"When shall we start?" asked the male.
"Next week, they won't be expecting it- wait, I have another evil idea to make this work even better!" the female said, dropping her voice. She beckoned the male closer, then whispered in his ear. Blondie couldn't hear what was being said, but she could tell they were both excited about it. The surroundings dissolved away.

Blondie then found herself back in the corridor, on her knees, eyess wide in shock.

[popprincess1995]

"Dont worry, I gave themafake replica almost exactly like Indago Potter when they thought I was under the Imperious curse...they wont get the hands on the weasleys as long as I am around" She said as she read Blondies mind.