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Maxilocks · 04-16-2010, 07:31 AM

Littleredhead --

Life.

They stun me, its iron-turns. I have not written in this diary for a while, for quite a while, but I could not bring myself to do so. Too much has happened, too much I did not possess the ability to put into words. Perhaps I still can not put it into words. But I need to get it out, out of my system. Let me give it a try.

It began innocently enough. It was a nice night, the kind one can enjoy with a fan, and maybe a glass of chilled juice. I was taking a staircase, to head to the Gryffindor common room, when I heard the commotion. Loud noises, shouting – it felt not right, felt very, very not right. I raised my wand, drew up my Shield Charm – basic defense – and headed for the nearest corridor. What I saw, stunned me.

It was worse than I could ever have imagined – injured students, injured staff. It looked like a battle had just sprung up into Hogwarts, and I had no idea how, or why. But I could tell, at once, that this had something to do with what had been going on in the castle all year, and so I jumped in, at once, to be of what little help I possibly could be.

After that, I just have no words to describe what happened. Things went from bad to worse. The fifth floor corridor was the culmination point. I had Disillusionment Charm on, so no one could see me - though I had to take it off, at one point - but it was still terrible, very very terrible, because when I went there, I discovered, to my horror, that Dylan was one of the people behind the terror.

There were other students, too, a lot of other on the ‘dark’ side, but the fact that Dylan was one of them, that he actually tried to hurt me, that night, was more than I could handle.

Exhaustion. That is all I remember, now. So many injured students, so many injured teachers. I summoned all sorts of potions, and healed people, while others formed a defensive line. Professors poured in, to help, but it was of little use. I bruised my arms, my legs, but I could not just give up – I kept rushing between the corridor and the Headmaster’s Seating Area, where Healer Ashford was, to make sure the injured were tended to. More than seven or eight trips, certainly.

Blood, lots of it -- Wounds -- so much that was hard to see.

It ended well, in a sense – the guy behind everything, Remi, showed up. He wanted to take Professor Lupa with himself, and claimed that he loved her. Well, I could tell he does not – there was something dark in those eyes, something mad, and he was more obsessed with her, than in love.

She consented to go with him, but we made sure she did not. That man, he was evil. He only wanted to control and use her, and he didn't think it wrong to place a bunch of students – such as Dylan – under the Imperius Curse, to obtain his dangerous ends; and to hurt a gazillion others.

Professor Truebridge, Headmaster Tate and Professor Kazimeriz were able to take Remi down. One of them slashed his wand-arm right off, it was a terrible sight. I was one of the students who stunned him, when he was falling. Kicked him in the shin, and told him that was for hurting Dylan, and making Candy – I love Candy, she is such an adorable first year, but it was terrible to see her go down, and hit her head that badly – bleed that badly.

It did not end then, though. So many students who still needed help! I tried to take the few I could, to the Healer. Was able to make sure Lori Louu was okay, and give her two hugs, as well. Wanted to cry my heart right out, on her shoulder. But I could not, I knew I had to be strong, right then. Not for my own self, but for all the people I needed to help. Especially first and second years --- I can’t believe they had to see such a terrible battle, at such a young age.

After that battle – I just lost the cheerful Gold that I had once known myself to be, Littleredhead. It was such a bitter and painful time, and even the sight of the people who had been in the battle, made me crawl into a shell. It was terrible. I broke up with Dylan --- I could not bear the thought of being with him. I was in no position to give myself to my own self, how could I give myself to him? I did not want to be insincere with him.

I had hoped he would understand I needed a break; and, at one point, I thought he did understand. But a few days later, he just pulled away from me and --- oh, I’m so sure he hates me now, Littleredhead. Everything has been transforming, from black, to an even darker black. There is so much of me that has just faded into nothingness. I can not even journal it properly.

I need a break. A real break.

Things to do:

♥ Take a break.
♥ Try to forget Dylan Denver.
♥ ....

04-16-2010, 07:31 AM	#252 (permalink)
Maxilocks SS Featured Author Türk Bilgini Bugbear Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: {in a leap of faith} Posts: 31,791 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sarani Glass Graduated x12	♥ Mrs. Itachi Uchiha™ & MAJNOO! : Bleach & Kyo & Natsume ♥ [ Maxh!Jesh ] Littleredhead -- Life. They stun me, its iron-turns. I have not written in this diary for a while, for quite a while, but I could not bring myself to do so. Too much has happened, too much I did not possess the ability to put into words. Perhaps I still can not put it into words. But I need to get it out, out of my system. Let me give it a try. It began innocently enough. It was a nice night, the kind one can enjoy with a fan, and maybe a glass of chilled juice. I was taking a staircase, to head to the Gryffindor common room, when I heard the commotion. Loud noises, shouting – it felt not right, felt very, very not right. I raised my wand, drew up my Shield Charm – basic defense – and headed for the nearest corridor. What I saw, stunned me. It was worse than I could ever have imagined – injured students, injured staff. It looked like a battle had just sprung up into Hogwarts, and I had no idea how, or why. But I could tell, at once, that this had something to do with what had been going on in the castle all year, and so I jumped in, at once, to be of what little help I possibly could be. After that, I just have no words to describe what happened. Things went from bad to worse. The fifth floor corridor was the culmination point. I had Disillusionment Charm on, so no one could see me - though I had to take it off, at one point - but it was still terrible, very very terrible, because when I went there, I discovered, to my horror, that Dylan was one of the people behind the terror. There were other students, too, a lot of other on the ‘dark’ side, but the fact that Dylan was one of them, that he actually tried to hurt me, that night, was more than I could handle. Exhaustion. That is all I remember, now. So many injured students, so many injured teachers. I summoned all sorts of potions, and healed people, while others formed a defensive line. Professors poured in, to help, but it was of little use. I bruised my arms, my legs, but I could not just give up – I kept rushing between the corridor and the Headmaster’s Seating Area, where Healer Ashford was, to make sure the injured were tended to. More than seven or eight trips, certainly. Blood, lots of it -- Wounds -- so much that was hard to see. It ended well, in a sense – the guy behind everything, Remi, showed up. He wanted to take Professor Lupa with himself, and claimed that he loved her. Well, I could tell he does not – there was something dark in those eyes, something mad, and he was more obsessed with her, than in love. She consented to go with him, but we made sure she did not. That man, he was evil. He only wanted to control and use her, and he didn't think it wrong to place a bunch of students – such as Dylan – under the Imperius Curse, to obtain his dangerous ends; and to hurt a gazillion others. Professor Truebridge, Headmaster Tate and Professor Kazimeriz were able to take Remi down. One of them slashed his wand-arm right off, it was a terrible sight. I was one of the students who stunned him, when he was falling. Kicked him in the shin, and told him that was for hurting Dylan, and making Candy – I love Candy, she is such an adorable first year, but it was terrible to see her go down, and hit her head that badly – bleed that badly. It did not end then, though. So many students who still needed help! I tried to take the few I could, to the Healer. Was able to make sure Lori Louu was okay, and give her two hugs, as well. Wanted to cry my heart right out, on her shoulder. But I could not, I knew I had to be strong, right then. Not for my own self, but for all the people I needed to help. Especially first and second years --- I can’t believe they had to see such a terrible battle, at such a young age. After that battle – I just lost the cheerful Gold that I had once known myself to be, Littleredhead. It was such a bitter and painful time, and even the sight of the people who had been in the battle, made me crawl into a shell. It was terrible. I broke up with Dylan --- I could not bear the thought of being with him. I was in no position to give myself to my own self, how could I give myself to him? I did not want to be insincere with him. I had hoped he would understand I needed a break; and, at one point, I thought he did understand. But a few days later, he just pulled away from me and --- oh, I’m so sure he hates me now, Littleredhead. Everything has been transforming, from black, to an even darker black. There is so much of me that has just faded into nothingness. I can not even journal it properly. I need a break. A real break. Things to do: ♥ Take a break. ♥ Try to forget Dylan Denver. ♥ ....