By the Shrieking Shack (Davina)

Chase stood staring at the house. It was quiet, getting dark. The Shrieking Shack stood dark and silent. Nothing stirred, not even birds. She had slid away from the people she once called friends. They wouldn't even sing with her, dance around her. It was like what had happened on the grounds marked her as bad luck or something. She didn't see it that way. She had just been in the wrong place at the wrong time. Sighing she hummed softly to herself, ear buds stuck inside her ears. A special enchantment on them that let them keep working.

People avoided her now a days. No one would even talk to her without giving her funny looks and she had gotten sick of it. Telling her friends that she had run off and found herself alone by this old creepy house. She glared at it like it too was avoiding her, giving her those stupid looks. Sterling was in the Hospital in a coma so there was no way to talk to him. She had no idea where Jesse was. Danny was probably with his girlfriend. And Thomas...She didn't want to think about what HE could be doing. That lying traitor.

She had determined that while some people could be nice..some may not be. For some of them had lost the ability. At one point in time she would have argued furiously with herself. Everyone had an ounce of goodness in them. But now she saw the truth in it. Even if they looked nice. Didn't mean they were. She shook her head. "Stop thinking this stuff Chase!"She said to herself angrily. Turning her thoughts back to her music she sighed. "And that was when I ruled the world."She sang softly.

She tore her gaze from the old house. Determined to have some fun. Running off into the woods behind her she found an old rock. Sitting down on it in the middle of a clearing in the trees she stared at the ground. Wildflowers grew in excess, even if there was no sunlight touching the ground. She stood up and circled the clearing as though moving could distract her. It didn't, it caused the pain to come back. Gasping she fell to her knees. Staring at the ground she could feel her hands shaking. Her breathing coming in short gasps. Why was it doing this?! She had never heard of that spell causing this bad of lasting damage. Maybe she was causing it herself. Maybe her mind WANTED to feel that pain again. She shook her head and cursed herself.

Then Thomas' mind popped in her head. But not the smirking evil one she had seen that night, the one laughing and smiling at her while playing in the water behind her house. The one she glimpsed every so often in her dreams. Happy, laughing with her. But it always got shadowed by that darker face. The looming terror. She clutched her stomach and bent over on herself. The one that cast unforgiveables on people he had once previously hugged. On people who he had confided the death of his brother with. Shaking her head she flew to her feet desperate for somewhere to run. To get away to. But there was nowhere. Only back to Hogwarts, where whispers followed her down the hall. Where people gave her funny looks. Patted her on the back. Making her have to run off to a classroom to hide the pain.

Seeing THEM in the hallway between classrooms. Seeing THEM joking with their friends like they had done NOTHING. Nothing but tortured a girl and got away with it. Sure she had kept their identity secret. What else was she going to do? No matter how hard she hid it. She knew that somewhere, if she could just TALK to them, just see them again, apologize for whatever wrong she had done to cause them to get so angry. To try and show them that somewhere in the world there WAS someone that cared about them. That wanted them to be happy. Thomas' face flashed before her eyes and she flung her head tears slipping out from behind her closed eyes.

Another thing that kept happening. Crying, that stupid things Humans did. That wouldn't stop happening to Chase. Before she had been a happy girl. One who only cried because she was so overjoyed with life and everything about it. But now, everyone around her seemed to have that shadow in them. The aura around them darker, less beautiful. Even her own. That rainbow of twisting color that surrounded everyone, even if they didn't know it. Her's had lost a colour, a beautiful pink she had once only caught a glimpse of. One she had never seen on anyone else's aura. It was gone. And she knew it wouldn't come back. Then she thought to Thomas and that girls. They were black, black as the night around them as though it wasn't there. But Thomas..he had colour in his still. He was still fighting to keep his beautiful aura alive. Fighting for what he knew was right. But couldn't show. She wanted to talk to him. To beg him to be happy again. But she knew what would happen.

"HAH you stupid traitor! You seriously thought I was good? I fooled you pretty bad didn't I? You're just like the rest of them! Dirty blooded, mind polluted by some dilusion that everyone is good! I hate you Chase, and so does everyone else, they only feel sorry for you."

She could hear it now. Or was this herself talking? Realizing that people weren't good. People were bad. She felt her eyes lower to the ground, staring at the flowers around her. She was tempted to kick one. Aiming a kick she fell backwards onto her bottom. Yelling out she looked around. She couldn't even kick a stupid flower. She really was pathetic. Pulling out her wand she felt sparks erupt from the end. Sparks of red and gold. Sparks that showed she was a Gryffindor still. But there was something wrong with them. She looked down at the sparks and gasped. Every so often, a black one would appear. She threw her wand to the ground staring at it. The sparks stopped but she could still see them. Those sparks, that twist on her aura out for everyone to see. She crawled away from her wand and sat there, staring at it. How was she a wizard?

How was she even in the Order of the Phoenix? They must have not known her very well when they let her in. Not known that if a Killing curse was being sent her way, she couldn't even dodge it. She wasn't smart, she wasn't brave. Hell she couldn't even READ that well! Standing up slowly she reached down and grabbed her wand. "Stupify!"She screamed pointing randomly into the woods around her. The red jet flew, hit a tree and bounced up into the sky. "Expecto Protronum! Wingardium Leviosa!"She yelled watching the spells rebound off the trees and fly into the sky. Feeling the fury mount she pointed her wand at a tree and felt the words slip out. "Crucio..."She fell to her knees as the light flew out hit the tree and flew into the sky. Crumpling she held herself around the middle, and sobbed. "Thomas...I don't hate you."She whispered to herself.

[OOC: this is the LONGEST post I've ever done in my three years of Rping..1248 words..that has got to be a record!]

[[OOC: My longest post in...a year and a half RPing. 1108 words.]]

Davina was aimlessly walking around the many places in Hogsmeade when she finally ended up by the Shrieking Shack. She was thinking about...everything. She had made so many decisions in the past few days she was trying to make sense of it all. So much had happened it had all gone past in a blur; people, events, emotions and decisions alike.

Death Eaters. An organisation which supports the Dark Lord and his quest to conquer the Wizarding World. Where her Alliance was since three days ago. One boy, one man. One gain, one loss. It was such great timing, everything. It was ready, it was all falling into place. She would be a part of it, she would make a difference. She would avenge the death of her father. That, she was certain of. That, she was determined of.

The Ministry. The Aurors. What had they done? True, her parents were almost completely emotionless but her mother must be having some horrible reaction. Her mother would have her sister and brother-in-law to help her cope though, Davina remembered. It was almost as if she wasn't needed. She would help in a very different way though, yes, she was going to play her part.

The Battle of Hogwarts. It was almost here. It was almost complete. Soon, they would be put in their place. She would make sure of that. She would go against anyone who went against her family. Her family had done nothing wrong, just got caught in the middle. They had picked one of the few people she was close to, and now, now they would pay.

Davina begin to think on her reasoning. The Death Eaters were attacking. The Order would defend, obviously, but she doubted they would be any real match for them. After all, she thought, they didn't even use Dark Magic, let alone the unforgivables! The Order wouldn't even have a chance. They might bring in 'Dumbledore's Army', though that would be like a joke. As if students could defeat any adults, let alone Death Eaters! They were so nieve.

They would bring the Aurors in, right? The Order would have no choice, considering how much better the Death Eaters were. They had the upper hand talent-wise, the surprise advantage and they used Dark Magic and the unforgiveables. The Aurors weren't actually much better, she reasoned, but they were just more people. A lot of them would be killed, she presumed, but the 'light' side would have a few more fighting for them that way, she figured. It would be more logical to use Dark Magic and the unforgiveables, but of course, they were too high-and-mighty to do anything like that.

There was no good nor bad in the world, only power, and those too weak to seek it. Davina remembered the Dark Lord's quote. He was right. She wasn't good or bad. She wasn't weak, either. She was going to be powerful, she was going to be the cleverest. She was going to be on top. She wasn't going to fail. She wasn't bad. She was great. She was going to be great. She knew it, she could feel it. She smiled to herself and it reflected on her face. She couldn't wait.

Davina still wasn't in reality. It was like she was in a trance, doing what she thought was right, what she thought she should do. She was being manipulated, was being controlled by someone...that someone she thought was her, well, you couldn't exactly call it her friend. Davina was merely a piece in a much larger game. Not even an important piece, a minor one.

Davina was walking around like she was in a trance, too. Around and around and around. Circling Hogsmeade. By herself, naturally. The Dark Lord didn't want her to spread around her new alliance. She was a Ravenclaw, a goody-two-shoes, a know-it-all, the typical shy and geeky girl who nobody really liked. They would all be shocked when they found out about her. She wasn't going to be a nobody, she was going to be a somebody. She was making sure of that.

Davina smiled to herself, thinking of what the future held for her. She didn't like hiding her alliance, but she wouldn't do anything to displease the Dark Lord. His word was law, if you disobeyed it, you were out. Permanently. She began thinking about after the Battle. She would kill as many Aurors as possible, to make sure the one who killed her father was no longer around. She would then have to hunt for anyone else involved, as Thomas had reminded her. They weren't the only ones responsible, many, many more were. Together, the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters, they would take control. She was his loyal servant and she would be beside him. She wanted a say in how things ran as well. He probably trusted her, even though she was new. She was clever. Not many Death Eaters were that bright, let alone as clever as she was. That was bound to count for something, the Dark Lord wasn't stupid. He always chose the most able person for the job, one day, that would be her. She smiled. Everything was going according to plan. Excellent.

It was as Davina approached the Shrieking Shack that she returned to reality once more. She was quite far gone, but this wasn't exactly the quietest thing in the universe. Spells. Of all nature, flying up in the air. The air? That was what shocked her the most. Why were spells being fired upwards? It made no sense to Davina. She looked back down to earth, to see who the caster was. Chase? Chase was a happy girl who tried to talk to Davina. But now, now she was...crying? Davina saw her fall down on her knees, she appeared to be saying something but she couldn't tell what it was. She was just there. Casting spells, crying and talking to herself.

Davina didn't really want to go right over to her. After all, they weren't that close. Chase had tried to get her to talk, which surprised her, as most people ignored her. Still, Chase had given up and told her that she would dress her in some 'cute' clothes one day. Davina doubted Chase was in a mood to be dressing her now. She took a few more steps towards the girl, but didn't want to be too close to her. She made sure she hovered back, to give Chase her space. Everyone needed space, especially when they were in a state like this, she thought.

Chase sat sobbing softly her arms
around her middle. Then she heard something. A movement, a rustle.
Not looking up she reached out and grabbed her wand. Her eyes were
full of sorrow, of pain. The innocence of before, the happy go
lucky, wonder of a child was gone. She had seen things. Seen things
done to others, to herself. The memories would never go away. She
didn't look up though. She had done things to make herself feel
unworthy of being alive though. She had never been a smart one, and
people found that attractive. Like Jesse. Oh Jesse. She almost
smiled at the thought. The first person she had laughed at after
that night.

Tearing her thoughts from him she felt
them slip over to Sterling. In a coma in the hospital, and there she
had been. Blatantly cheating on him! She had kissed Jesse, and not
a soft kiss either. A passionate long one. One that made her feel
like a dirty person. She heard the noise again and gripped her wand
closer to her. Pretending not to hear them. Maybe they hadn't seen
her, maybe they were just passing. But the sound stopped and she was
sure they had seen her. Seen her sobbing and talking to herself.
Maybe even heard that last curse. She immediately felt ashamed of
herself. She couldn't believe that had come out of her wand.
Lighting her wand she hoped it would be able to push that spell away.

Tears slide down her face silently, the
constant stream that never ended these days. They never stopped.
The pain that would wrack her body would appear in the middle of
nowhere, it had even started to happen when she wasn't doing
anything. Just sitting or standing. She would suddenly double over
and yell out in pain. The burning coming from within her bones. She
must be going insane. It was the only way to describe it. The only
way to describe the constant pain that erupted in her bones out of
nowhere. The person must be staring at her now. Unable to see her
face she kept slumped over. The pain returned out of nowhere. She
yelled out suddenly gasping for breath. It felt like she was being
crucio'd again. The burning coming from nowhere, the pain terrible.
She fell over onto her side. The burning in her bones. Not from a
spell. She must be going insane from this! She had to be!

Opening her eyes when the shock was
over she looked up and saw...Davina? The Ravenclaw girl from the
bathroom? She gasped and struggled to stand up holding her wand
tightly in her hand. One thing she had learned from that night. Was
never to trust anyone. Especially after hearing.

“You're a stupid blood traitor! I
was pulling a prank on you and you were the end result! I get to
kill her in the battle. Just remember.” Pain in her body. “Don't
do that! If there is a death the security will go through the roof!
After all this time of planning do you really think the Dark Lord
will be happy with you?”

Pain slid through
her body again, like it was trying to tell her to forget that. Like
she hadn't heard it. Battle? What battle? Security? It was all
making her think now. Even if Davina was standing right there
watching her. She fell to her knees again unable to stand it. “What
do you want Davina?”She growled out suddenly looking up at the girl
pain in her eyes. “Yeah..I remember you Davina..The girl from the
bathroom.”She whispered slowly rising to her feet her wand clutched
in her hand. What more would she love then to do something that she
would regret later? Right now she was in such a foul mood. Even
seeing the adorable innocent girl in front of her. One who had never
done a thing in her life. But something was wrong.

The aura..it had
changed. Blinking a few times she tried to decipher the change.
Specks of black? The black that had appeared on herself? But these
were darker, harder to see. Like spots were missing in her aura.
She stepped back immediately. This wasn't right. Her eyes were
playing tricks on her now. Maybe she really was going insane.
Seeing things she had never seen before. She shook her head and
looked away. “I'm sorry.”She said letting her hand fall. “It's
just..it's been pretty bad.”She said softly looking up at the girl
carefully streaks going down her face. She looked away for a second.
This wasn't right. There were black specks swirling in front of her
eyes. Maybe she was going to pass out. That would be just peachy.
“Oh I'm sorry things have been bad” black out. Yeah that would
NOT be fun.

She looked back at
the girl unsure of what to say now. Things had gotten so awkward
lately. She had a hard time talking to people. For everything she
said, everything she did she was reminded of the grounds, and then
the pain would come back. She she would be left gasping on the
grounds. She closed her eyes for a minute and then smiled, putting
on a fake face. The one she hid behind when she was in pain around
her friends. The big happy smile her eyes sparkling with fake
amusement. She grinned at the girl. “What are you doing out
here?!”She asked laughing much to loudly. “I mean it's getting
dark! Shouldn't you be up at the castle or something?” She asked
her head flung back, laughing loudly like it was the most hilarious
thing in the world. Yup, that was Chase for you. Even when she was
in pain on the inside, she was happy for you outside.

She laughed again
and smiled at the girl her eyes shinning, but not with amusement
anymore, more with tears. That had hurt so bad. “It's nice to see
you around!”She said skipping to the girl and holding out her hand.
“I'm sorry I snapped at you before!”She said rubbing her neck
awkwardly. “I guess I wasn't expecting to see you here!”She said
and threw back her head again. She thrust out her hand for Davina.
“How have you been doing? I haven't seen you around at all! It
feels like you disappeared from off the face of the earth!”She said
trying not to gasp out in pain. This was terrible, the fake smiles,
the false happiness. It almost killed her inside. It was like when
she got happy, it got worse. The pain came more often when she was
pretending to laugh, pretending to smile. The pain almost doubled
her over but of course she held on, afraid to let it show.

“I mean come on!
No one can disappear as thoroughly as you have!” She said laughing
her hand still stuck out to the girl for her to shake. She was
giggling and laughing like nothing was wrong. Except everything was
wrong. Including herself. Including her stupid fantasies. Her
stupid belief that everyone was good. Davina was good, she could see
that. Thomas..could be good, she needed to talk to him though. That
other girl...maybe not..she was so dark. She could never see her
actually being nice. Never. Sighing slightly she looked at the girl
and let her hand drop. “It is nice to see you again though.”She
said smiling.

[[OOC: Short post to tie it up as she's like...dying .]]

Davina wasn't with it. She wasn't listening as Chase spoke to her. She was partly listening, but was mainly nodding along to the answers. She didn't want to seem rude. She was a Death Eater though, she was entitled, if not expected, to be rude. Then again, Davina wasn't your average run-of-the-mill Death Eater. She was...different.

Davina nodded. "Nice to see you too." she commented, though she barely saw her at all. Her thoughts were all on the Death Eaters. Had she made the right decision? Would this really avenge her father's death? What would happen if she was wrong? Could she really do this? How would she do this? She thought she was doing it right, she thought it was all going to plan. A plan of chaos, although she didn't know this. Yet.

Davina could barely look at Chase. The happy girl with lots of friends who wasn't amazingly clever or anything but everyone still really liked her. Davina would bet she was brave too, considering she was a Gryffindor. Oh, how Davina wished she could be brave like that. "Bye." she mumbled, walking off. She couldn't stay there. She couldn't.