DREAMING
The howling of the wolfs echoed through the forbidden forest trees, as the moon was full and at its full glory. Shining brightly enough to sneak through the open, leafless parts of the branches on the trees.
Rizzo's lips were trembling, small specs of cold smoke visible as she brought her hands up to her face and blew into them for warmth. The crunching of the branches breaking under her steps, causing her to look back in fear as well as curiosity before facing forward. She eyed a small path between the trees, that was traced by a certain amount of footsteps in the mud. The slower she walked towards it, Rizzo felt more drawn into the entrance. The deeper she walked into the path, the breeze felt colder and her surroundings got darker with the less moonlight available.Before she took another step into the now fully dark path, a small glimmer from the tree to her right caught her attention; leaning over to see what it was. Noticing it was shedded snake skin, she carefully grabbed it with her right hand before she could get a better look at it, it vanished turning into dust. Frowning as the dust began to dance over her palm as the cold air surrounded her. The creases in her palm were covered in the dust, it began to burn into her skin, causing her to hiss out in pain that caught her off guard as she wiped it off before looking at her palm once again. Rizzo's palm was still bright red but focused on the now scarred letter, or well that is what she could make up was a letter 'N' . Her ears perked up as she heard rustling in the deeper end of the dark path before it becoming dark once again without an answer.
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Rizzo awoke up in the sudden moment, feeling cloudiness and the pressure from her head disappear. She was still in the hospital wing, looking around towards the main entrance as she was alone, she could have sworn she was not the only one in there last night.
" Rizzo?", A known male voice came from the chair that was cornered up against the wall to her left. Quickly she put her hand over her bed sheets as she pulled them up, somehow they made her feel secure.
"Draco?", she asked in a barely audible voice, maybe not even a whisper. Moving into the moon light that was coming from big glass window behind her, the platinum blond boy smiled sheepishly before sitting at her side. Confused as why he was there specially at those hours of the night. " Why are you not in the common room? If Snape were to find you, you would be dead meat."
"I could not sleep, specially knowing that you were not there. So I decided to come by. . . ", Draco smiled genuinely before placing his hand over Rizzo's uncovered one. It slightly took her by surprise as his hand was freezing, it was definitely inhumane to be that cold. As well as those words, but she smiled back at him tilting her head to reassure him that she was okay. "I'm sorry that you could not sleep. I did not think that I would worry you so much, but I am fine. I promise." She hummed as she rubbed her thumb over the boys. Draco made eye contact with her before leaning down to kiss her hand, iced lips. "You mean so much to me you know. . . more than words can describe. I am just glad to know that you are safe. "
As those wards left his lips, Rizzo pulled her hand away as his hand felt even cold then before as if that was possible. She looked at his lips that were slowly turning into a dark color. When the boy lifted his head in suspicion, or well what she thought was Draco, the eyes began into a yellow color, circular pupils turned into elliptical shape. And the beautiful smile turned into two large fangs, seeing the tongue slither between the two sharp objects.
"What's wrong Rizzo? Do you not feel the same way towards me?", those were the last words she heard from the creature before her, in total shock before her eyes rolled back.
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Her mouth felt dry , the temperature changed in her body were driving her insane. Rizzo felt like she was on fire, and then felt that someone had placed her into a bath of ice. Her vision was so blurry she could barely make up what or was in front of her.
" Ms. King! Look at me, please take a deep breath.", Madame Pomfrey spoke in an alarmed tone, before placing a warm rag on her forehead. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably, her lips cracking from the changes in her body.
"Rizzo! What is wrong?!" The voiced echoed through the hospital wing, it was Draco.
She backed away, pushing Madame Pomfrey away, pressing her back against the glass window behind her as if it was the only source of protection from that was in front of her. " Stay away!". Draco frowned and looked confused towards Madame Pomfrey as she placed a hand in front of her telling him to step back and not get any closer to the girl. Madame Pomfrey reached out to Rizzo, speaking with a calming tone attempting to calm the girl.
"Ms. King, dear, what is wrong? You saw Mr. Malfoy yesterday afternoon before dinner. .". Rizzo looked at her, seeking comfort but the fear she felt inside was not something she could explain. It was rushing through her vein was if it in a way it was a type adrenaline fuelling her. "That is not Draco. THAT IS A MONSTER!", she cried out; Draco's face from a confused concerned look to a shocked and stunned one. As if it were the worst thing he had ever heard in his life. He looked as if someone had grabbed his smile and stomped all over it. " What the hell are you even saying?! Do you hear yourself?! You are making no fucking sense.", His angry tone overpowered every other noise in the hospital wing.
" Please student, lower your voice and mind the language." For a moment, Madame Pomfrey was grateful there was a curtain covering them three.
" I come out of Herbology to come see how you are doing, I even steal some stupid flowers from Professor Sprouts garden for YOU. It was a waste of my damn time." Malfoy scoffed, taking the flowers from inside of his robes and he threw them on the floor before stomping on them in despise. He looked up from the flower to Rizzo, making eye contact with her before giving her a serious look, turning on his hear and walking away before slamming the door of the hospital wing.
Madame Pomfrey was still in a kind of shock before clearing her throat as she turned to face Rizzo. " You have had a coming and going fever all night. You were getting as pale as a ghost, beginning to sweat profusely. Oh and you were whimpering. I would assume maybe you were having a nightmare but nothing I did was able to wake you up." The soft tone in her voice had returned, grabbing the cloth that had fallen minutes prior from Rizzo's forehead. She dipped the cloth into the cauldron before motioning Rizzo to sit down and slowly she did. She was still really unaware of everything around her, but did not feel threatened by the presence of the older women. The older women gave her a 'sorry' look before replacing the cloth into her forehead once more and turning around. " I will make you a cup of tea, I will be back shortly."
Rizzo stood quiet in place before turning her face to the chair that was empty to her left. She felt a sudden rush of guilt kick in, her body beginning to cool off slowly as well as she began to come back to her senses. The dream or last night perhaps a hallucination. Maybe even both, it was all very focusing, she felt nauseous and overwhelmed.
A small tear fell down her cheek, blocking out the voices of the other students that were behind the curtains, the only her brain could focus was the horrible image of Draco last night and compared to the one that just happened recently. Pain shoot right into her palm, causing her to wince.
Right, the dream of the scar.
Though, apparently had not been a dream.
The letter 'N' was there. Carved into her skin as if she had the scar her whole life.
It even looked more like a birth mark.
Now for sure everyone was going to think she was crazy.

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from yours truly; george weasley
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