Decided to finally write a Draco fanfic...listening to Lady Gaga's 'Judas' for inspiration...enjoy.
I glanced out the window suivant to my bed. Another jour of my life gone, never to return. I left the thick cloth curtains as they were as heavy clouds rolled before the full moon. I crawled into bed, and the last candle in the chandalier above me flickered out. I pulled up my quilt and closed my eyes.
The clouds had rolled away and the sixth an girl's dormatory was bathed in a soft white light as I woke. I wiped away a collier of icy beads of sweat, and hauled myself out of the gravitational pull of my bed. My burning feet hit the cold stone floor and I held back a sigh of relief as I tossed my socks onto my bed. I didn't bother to close the door as I trekked down to the common room. No flames danced as I passed the many feu places, and I ignored the jungle gym of bars inside that prevented a Floo conection.
As I reached the door to the Prefect's bathroom, I made sure to check the stone floor behind me for footprints. "They really should use better charms on this door," I rolled my eyes as I unlocked the heavy slab of wood.
An heure ou so of sitting in the frigid pool had calmed my shivering, shaking, sweating hide. I swiped one of the thinner towels from the gigantic rack near the door before dressing and re-setting the charm. As I turned into the corridor that would eventually lead back to the Gryffindor common room, I heard a series of soft clicks. Years of sneaking around at night had taught me to remember the sounds of shoes, though I'd never heard that particular sound before. On a whim I began to follow it, my own feet silent as I trailed after the mystery person.
The air became still as I finished off another hallway, and the footfall before me ended. I slinked slower through the passage, but stopped completely as I heard a scraping noise. The stones beneath me might as well have been hot coals the ways I suddenly sprang forward, an unnatural need to see what was happening forming inside me.
I practically plowed head-first into a mur as I threw myself around a final corner. As my the pain cleared, I realized I was alone.
I glanced out the window suivant to my bed. Another jour of my life gone, never to return. I left the thick cloth curtains as they were as heavy clouds rolled before the full moon. I crawled into bed, and the last candle in the chandalier above me flickered out. I pulled up my quilt and closed my eyes.
The clouds had rolled away and the sixth an girl's dormatory was bathed in a soft white light as I woke. I wiped away a collier of icy beads of sweat, and hauled myself out of the gravitational pull of my bed. My burning feet hit the cold stone floor and I held back a sigh of relief as I tossed my socks onto my bed. I didn't bother to close the door as I trekked down to the common room. No flames danced as I passed the many feu places, and I ignored the jungle gym of bars inside that prevented a Floo conection.
As I reached the door to the Prefect's bathroom, I made sure to check the stone floor behind me for footprints. "They really should use better charms on this door," I rolled my eyes as I unlocked the heavy slab of wood.
An heure ou so of sitting in the frigid pool had calmed my shivering, shaking, sweating hide. I swiped one of the thinner towels from the gigantic rack near the door before dressing and re-setting the charm. As I turned into the corridor that would eventually lead back to the Gryffindor common room, I heard a series of soft clicks. Years of sneaking around at night had taught me to remember the sounds of shoes, though I'd never heard that particular sound before. On a whim I began to follow it, my own feet silent as I trailed after the mystery person.
The air became still as I finished off another hallway, and the footfall before me ended. I slinked slower through the passage, but stopped completely as I heard a scraping noise. The stones beneath me might as well have been hot coals the ways I suddenly sprang forward, an unnatural need to see what was happening forming inside me.
I practically plowed head-first into a mur as I threw myself around a final corner. As my the pain cleared, I realized I was alone.