Adventures of Beatrice the Basilisk

Chapter 14: The Aftermath

No fanart... please take twenty one minutes of silence for [unnamed character] who died at the hands of a certain someone...

A/N: We sincerely apologise. The last chapter and the lawyers that demanded we sign an NDA actually scarred us so deeply that we had to take a break of self discovery and mental healing to recharge and revamp! Now we are thoroughly vamped and ready to rumble... 🌝🩸 but that doesn't stop Armie Hammer from visiting us in our dreams...

Beatrice woke, bleary eyed and groggy the next morning. She could feel dried tears down her face as she sat up and looked around the dark room. She didn't know what the time was, but it seemed that it was still early, not even Onika had woken up yet. As she recalled the events of last night, she began to realise the odd arrangement Tom, Onika and her bodies had made while they were sleeping. They were lying in a perfect triangle on the floor in the middle of the dormitory. She thought it was very weird, and so do we.

Then everything suddenly came back to her. The incident, Armie Hammer, the chaos. A fresh wave of tears fought to leave her eyes, but she knew that she would have to be strong today. Her movements had woken both Onika and Tom up, who were rubbing their eyes and squinting at Beatrice.

"Where's Walburga?" Tom asked, once he had woken up a little bit and had also remembered the horrific scene from last night.

"Did you expect her to stay around all night? She's a prefect, she probably had to go speak to Dippet and whatever," Onika snapped, standing slowly. Her eyes were still red and puffy, but she appeared strong and determined. Beatrice found it very inspiring. (what a queen)

Onika dragged her feet across the room to the bathroom,

"I'll just have a quick shower. You guys should start getting ready, I'm sure we'll all need quite a bit of time,"

She was right. Beatrice, for once, took an ungodly amount of time to get out of bed and throw some baggy clothes on. She wasn't in the mood for anything more formal. She then went over to her bedside table and grabbed a hair tie, she could not handle having hair in her face today.

Once Onika had showered, and tried on an array of black outfits, and clipped what seemed like an endless amount of black hair clips into her hair, they were ready to venture upstairs.

Halfway up the stairs, Beatrice had the sudden urge to run back down the stairs and jump into her bed.

"Are you sure we can't just stay in bed all day?" Beatrice pleaded.

"No, Bea! Avoiding the problem isn't going to solve anything. I know it's hard, but we just have to be strong," Onika explained, sympathetically. Tom rolled his eyes behind her back. Beatrice sighed heavily,

"I guess you're right..." she responded. Onika put an arm around her,

"Of course I am." They climbed the stairs slowly, one step at a time. It was hard, to say the least. Once they had reached the landing, they pushed open the door slowly, taking about an inch of the room in at a time. By the time they had pushed the door fully open, Orion had spotted them, and had rushed over quickly to greet them.

"Oh, you didn't have to get up just yet! Are you guys okay? I know last night must have been really hard," He smiled grimly, trying to be consolidating.

"Ugh, Onikaaa, I could have stayed in bed?" Beatrice whined mostly to avoid Orion's question.

"If you stayed in bed you never would have gotten out," Onika laughed lightly and shook her shoulder. Orion looked like he had suddenly remembered something, and cleared his throat.