Originally Posted by The Fairy Tale Book of Fairy Tales

Feeling its bindings caressed by an human's touch after so long made the book let out an airy sigh of content. It felt so nice to be appreciated again. A golden light engulfed the girl, one that caused tinglings to pass over the girl's skin, and intensified with each page the girl turned...

Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

Her eyes widened as the glow got brighter but she soon found it hard to look through the sudden bright light that made everything around her seem to disappear. Evidently it was all still there though because she could hear Felix hissing louder than he'd done in the longest time. Lex never knew him to be afraid of light and it got her thinking she should just...put it back. It obviously wouldn't help her reading.

Hard as she tried though, she couldn't let the book go. A tingling held her arms fixed on the book and soon she felt she wasn't the one turning the pages anymore. Shouts came from inside the book, loud, anxious voices that increased her doubt but even then she couldn't get her hands off the book.

She tried calling for Mr. Kitridge but a face appeared in the book and it was like it took her voices. A cunning smile, dark eyes and then nothing. The lights were gone, the book slammed shut and the Gryffindor felt herself rising....but she didn't remember moving? One step after the other took her back toward the exit but it was like a dream. Lex was moving but she didn't know how.

Another hissing got her to turn but even then that wasn't her. Somehow she managed to reach her own hand toward him but he simply growled then bolted. What in Merlin's beard was going on????

Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

It took all day but she finally got this hair to a darker colour and found robes that could double for cloak!capes. When travelling one had to in style and now that she was free, she would do it right.

Now then, what was this gathering? Had SHE been invited? Oh oh oh, it seems she was. This was where everyone was going and no one was looking at her with strange eyes. Acceptance and it was about time from the common folk. She could almost scoff at the thought. Why wouldn't she be invited? This was centuries after and she was FREE. Things would be different. She WOULD rule, starting here.



What was this? A strange oddity on the table. The Spirit of the girl she'd taken called out to these things. My my my she must like these. It was the least she could do. Maleficent swept over to this table and nicked the odd treat (chocolate frog) from the girl's desk, then continued walking without a word. But why stop there?



Walking back from the table she bounced into this one and gave him a GLARE. "Who are YOU to be bumping into ME? Don't you know who I am??" She bellowed, aghast at the fact he would dare touch her, HER, the Mistress of All Evil. It was almost too much to take so she spun on her heel, whisking her cape/cloak as she did.

Peasants.




The little voice caught her attention next. Ah yes, another with the treat. Again she could feel the girl's spirit getting loud. Rattled thing wasn't she? Didin't know how to properly be taken under control. Nevermind that, Maleficent would appease her with these odds delicacies so she snatched the other from this boys desk. "I'll be taking this and you'll be thanking me you haven't met upon any spinning wheels. A pleasure we got to talk young man." Then she was off again



"YOU!" She roared at this one. "You nearly knocked me over you son of a toad! An ugly toad!" The nerve. Maleficent gave him a cold glare, wondering if he knew who she was, maybe then he'd make his steps a little more sure when around her. "I'll be taking this." She informed, her tone not changing in the slightest as she snatched his chocolate frog from the table. Would he protest?



Strange, very strange. The girl got louder at the sight of this one but even then the Mistress of All Evil was able to keep a firm hold on her. No escaping just yet. It had been centuries since she was last allowed to stretch her legs. Perhaps it wasn't he girl but again treat. In any case she snatched the chocolate frog from this table as well with nothing more than a scowl and a flashy whirling of her cape to depart. Bigger fishes to fry you see.



"Give this to me." She barked, grabbing the chocolate frog from this table as well. There. Note how many she'd gotten the girl. Surely she'd quiet down now. Enough for her to go about her day maybe.


Now where to sit, where to sit. Ah, foolish question, they'd reserved her seat for her at the front of the room. A smirk of satisfaction graced her lips as she sauntered over to the comfy chair by the front and sat herself in it. None of those chairs the others were using. Those could hardly be considered comfortable and when the Mistress of All Evil Arrives, she deserved nothing but the best.

She would wait to be addressed and accepted curtsies, bows and the odd occasion of gift bestowing.