He wasn't supposed to be in the Forbidden Forest, hence the 'forbidden' part of the name; he knew that. He also knew that he didn't care, and so he shrugged his shoulders defiantly as he strode forward through the large, dispersed trees. Suddenly, he didn't feel so big or so bad, because now he wasn't amidst masses of students younger than him or smaller than him. Now he was beneath trees that had been around for probably hundreds of years, if not a thousand.
He had never seen trees this size, not even at home. His eyes flicked around himself in the most minute sign of distress. Then he clenched his jaw and continued to walk boldly forward. Fear meant nothing, as he was often told. He was in the forest for the same reason that he feared it. Whether it was because he was challenging his fear or just because he wanted a rush, not even he knew.
He heard the sound of something moving in the distance and his body stilled. There were vampires in these woods, vampires and werewolves, centaurs, and there were also rumored to be giants. He shuddered. The thought of living forever only being able to feed off of blood was rather disgusting, but the thought of being someone's meal was worse. At least the prior offered eternal youth and inhuman strength and powers. He thought he could take having to drink blood for that.
But the being food part, that he just couldn't take. |