Little marionette

After a very long time Miseria was finally able to leave everything behind, and take a nice walk to clear her head and breathe some fresh air. Her mood (how ironic) really matched her name right now. Miseria. Some people translated it into Misery and of course she didn't mind. Sometimes she even wondered if her parents really felt this way about her, and that's why she got that name. It was funny, though. Her moods. It was almost like other her housemates depended on it. When she was sad, they weren't happy and people ignored her. When she was happy and smiling all day, her housemates kept talking with her, and they loved to be her companions. Sadly the first mood was dominating over the happiness. Perhaps it was because of the winder. Although Miseria loved it; she loved the snow, winter was the world of fragile things; this time she felt different.

She approached the great lake near the Hogwarts. No one was near it. How sad. She loved to watch other people have fun and she enjoyed to see and hear how first year students were laughing. They had nothing to worry about yet and that's what she missed the most. Nothing to worry about; all the things were taken care of by her parents, and all that she had to do was study and give her best at school, and gain as many points to her house as possible.
Ah, childhood!

Something always goes wrong. There's never a time when everything comes out when it's supposed too. Or at least that's how Damitrius felt since her sister's accident three years ago. It wasn't fair, she had been taken away from her and now Mitri didn't even know who she was. She hated her sister, and her creator. No. Not just them two, Mitri hated all those of their kind. They were the worst things in the world, the worst creatures ever made.

She hated them.

Everything was so different now. Damitrius' life can never be the same anymore, not without her human sister. She can't handle having a werewolf as a sister. She just can't, she despises those things... nothing can make her change her views on werewolves. Nothing. They are the creatures that ruined her life by taking her sister away from her and she'll never be able to get the old Alexis back. She missed her old human sister, they did so many things together and now Alexis distanced herself from Mitri... or maybe it was the other way around.

Damitrius went down to the lake, trying to get her mind off of her sister. Her eyes were glossy with tears that hadn't fallen yet but were threatening to. Her vision had become somewhat blurred from those pesky tears that were always in her eyes and she lifted her sleeve to her eyes to wipe them away. The icy wind blew past her, blowing her hair backwards over her shoulders. It was pretty cold outside, but that didn't stop Mitri from being out there. She needed to forget about everything, even if it was only for a little while.

[OOC: Sorry if this post sounds a little weird.]

A sudden chill ran through her entire body and her arms immediately wrapped themselves around her. The tears in her eyes seemed to freeze and retract and her eyesight became clearer and more focused. The first thing she saw was the lake. The clear water, the sunlight reflecting from the surface of the water. It seemed so peaceful, as most places do, or did at least. Nothing was peaceful to Mitri anymore, everything had some kind of dark secret in it. No place with such beauty, was pure... there was always something behind it. And although she had never found that darkness in the lake, Mitri was sure that it was there, somewhere, lurking down at the bottom of the lake.

Through her eyes now everything was different and she knew nothing would ever go back to the way it was. Her family was the weirdest she'd ever known, some Vampires, others Veela, few Humans, such as herself and her Slytherin brother, and then the misfit of them all... Alexis. She had been a vampire at first but she had been stupid enough to let her guard down with a werewolf around her and now look where she was. A lost puppy.

Pathetic.

Now it seemed she didn't even know who she was, or who anyone else, but her family was. Alexis was pathetic, Damitrius couldn't believe that at one point they were actually close, that would be like her and Damien actually ever getting along, as if they were really brother and sister, they are, though only half, but their pride and Houses don't allow them to actually interact nicely while at school. Damien liked Alexis... which made him even more of an enemy to her, Alexis' twin, another human like her and Damien, also liked Alexis... as did Christina, the other Slytherin in the family. She didn't know what was wrong with all of them, even their father, they all accepted Alexis, they don't see the monster in her. But Mitri did, and she wouldn't allow that monster to brainwash her as she probably did the rest of their family.

Without knowing, the tears returned to her eyes, and her vision once again became blurred from the tears that never fell. A voice, kind and warm, broke through her thoughts and brought her back to the world filled with darkness around her. She looked up at the girl, and her vision came in and out of clarity, as she looked up at the girl. There was something 'off' about his girl, something 'off' that she had felt before from someone else. But she couldn't place her finger on what it could be.