A letter home ~open~

[livelife]

Blondie stood in the owlery, a sealed envelope in her grasp. Instantly her spotted owl Lipi flew down to her shoulder. Blondie gave Lipi the letter, who then affectionately nipped her ear. Blondie stroked Lipi's feathers a few times, then the great owl took off, spreading her wings and flying out into the sun rise. Blondie watched her until she was merely a speck in the distance... Completely oblivious to the footsteps behind her.

[popprincess1995]

Jasmine didn't notice Blondie there as she sat on the wide sill. Sh stared at the ground. No one could stop he from commiting suicide if she jumped from a window.

[livelife]

"What are you doing?" Blondie asked, noticing Jasmine eyeing the window.

[popprincess1995]

Jasmine realized she was there. "Being stupid" She said with a small smile.

[livelife]

"Why don't you be stupid in here rather than where you can kill yourself?" Blondie asked with a smile, offering a hand to help Jasmine back in.

[popprincess1995]

Jasmine took it and stepped back in. She felt the curse come over her. She saw a follower outside the window. Not the one who controlled her but it was a substitute. Jasmine carefully slid out her pistol and pointed it at the man. He backed away slightly. She put up all of her fingers and took them down one by one to show him he had 5 seconds. She pulled the trigger as he fell down dead. She slid it back in her boot.

[livelife]

Blondie stared at Jasmine in shock. The girl had seemed so nice before, then she just shot a man? Well, he was a follower, she had good reason. Blondie thought.

[popprincess1995]

"He was a follower and one who wanted me to kill you" She said quietly as she slid her pistol away.

[livelife]

Blondie nodded, biting her lip slightly. She looked at her fingernails, they were short with cresents of dirt under them. Probably from all the time she'd spent helping the herbology teacher. She refrained the temptation of biting heer nails, it was a nasty habit of hers...

[popprincess1995]

Jasmine smiled as she saw all of the resmblence of Neville in her. Even the habits.

[livelife]

Blondie was definately a female version of her father. Just not the clumsiness. She forgot things all the time, she loved herbology, she even had his eyes. Nothing in her reminded Blondie of her mother, except the hair, for her dad was brunette, her mom blonde. Blondie shoved her hands into her pockets, she really didn't want to bite her already short nails. As a result of her habits, her nails bled frequently. She was trying to stop, but it was nearly impossible.

[popprincess1995]

"How come I have not seen you around before?" She asked curiousley. She had neve seen Blondie walking around until a couple days ago.

[livelife]

"You might've, but you probably didn't notice me. I'm just one of those girls nobody seems to notice, that nobody would notice if I were to vanish of the face of the world..." Blondie said, crossing the room and standing by the window, resting her forearms on the window sill, sticking her head outside. She decided it was far too cold, then stuck her head back in. She stood beside the window, arms folded. "I've never had any friends before you, almost like I'm invisible, and you're the only one who can see through invisbility." Blondie finished.

[popprincess1995]

"Well, I can see through invisibility but you were notinvisible. I was probably to busy thinking about how to kill followers and how to stay alive." Jasmine shrugged. "Your not invisible, everyone here is in emotional and even physical pain" Explained Jasmine as she showed Blondie a huge scar running from the middle of her back, over her shoulder and ending at her wrist.

[livelife]

Blondie bit her lip, she felt alone... Nobody noticed her, even before all of this started. Blondie didn't feel so well anymore... She was getting pale. It will happen, onto the unsuspecting students as they ponder their exams. A terrible darkness will fall upon the world... Blondie began in a raspy voice, much unlike her own. It will bring darkness and death. It will be comparable to the times of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named... Evil has a new name. And as before, the perpetrator will mark one as her equal. And again, neither will live, while the other survives... Blondie finished. She leaned against a wall, feeling dizzy...