Chapter 12

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TW: Mentions of death, violence, daggers

I looked around but no one was there. How did I get here? I started hearing the voice again. Coming closer and closer, only this time the voice wasn't in my head, I heard it echo through the forest. It reverberated all around me and filled the dark forest. Suddenly I felt something on my foot, I looked down to see a snake. It started coiling itself around my leg and then up my arm. I didn't dare move in case it bit me. The voice came again, it was getting closer and closer, it was screaming into my ears. A man came out and called the snake and it went to him.

"What am I doing here?" I asked

"You needed to be cut off from everyone, no one will think to look for you here"

"Who are you, what are you going to do?"

"The names Miles and I want to help you"

"Help me with what?"

"Your magic" He declared like it was obvious "Your not the best at controlling it and your more powerful than you think, you just need to learn to control it"

The next morning I woke up and took a shower. I went down to the Great Hall and the headmaster was about to give a speech or something. Once the tables were relatively full they stood up to talk.

"Good morning students, today we have two fourth year new students joining us" He started "Malachi (Mal-a-kai) and Emerson Jones" He continued "Malachi will be joining the Slytherins and Emerson will be joining the Ravenclaws"

Some people started clapping as they walked in but not many people did. Emerson entered and came over to me, sitting next to me. "Good morning" He greeted in a cheerful tone

"Don't" I put a hand up "It's too early for that"

"It's 8"

"Exactly, and why are you even talking to me?"

"Because you look nice enuff, what's your name?" He changed the subject

"What school did you go to before here?"

"I was homeschooled"

"Why?"

"My parents wanted to teach us more advanced stuff and she also didn't want us killing people" He explained

"Do you- why would you be killing people?"

"It's hard to explain"

"Is Jones really your last name?"

His expression changed for a second before returning back to what it was before "Yes, why?"

"No reason in particular" I replied raising my eyebrows and looking towards the ceiling

"So, are you going to tell me your name?"

"It's Circe"

"What's your last name?"

"That's not important" I didn't like all the questions and got up to leave the Great Hall. I heard footsteps behind me but I kept on walking until I reached the library. I went to the shelves and grabbed a book then headed to the back of the library.

A few minutes later the book was snached out of my hands. I looked up to see Emerson with my book in his hands. "What do you want?" I glared up at him and stood with my hands on my hips.

"I want to talk to you" He smiled

"Oh save it" I rolled my eyes and pushed the book into his face as I walked away.

"Wait" He called after me. He grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to him "You're not getting away this time." I felt something around my wrist, a bracelet or something, it was blocking my powers. I brought up my other hand and punched him in the face and he stumbled back in surprise. I pulled my hand away and turned into the nearest row, Malachi was there blocking the path and Emerson came up behind me a couple seconds later. They blocked me in, I had no were else to go.

Suddenly a voice spoke up "Don't you dare touch her, and don't take another step closer to her"

"And what if we do?" Malachi challenged

"Then your brother will die" The voice replied.

Suddenly Emerson was grabbed and a dagger appeared by his neck. Malachi laughed "That's not much of a threat is it?" He laughed again

A new deeper voice came from Malachi's direction "Malachi, it's been a long time"

Malachi's face changed to a frown and he spun to look at the new person "Thomas" he acknowledged. His voice had a tint of fear to it and I could tell he was growing nervous.

Thomas glanced at me "Circe, I would like to talk to you"

I slowly started walking forward towards Thomas. I went around Malachi and stood next to Thomas. Thomas glanced towards Emerson "Mattheo, you can let him go"

The blade in front of his neck disappeared and Mattheo pushed Emerson forward as he started walking towards us.

"Before you leave, I want to ask you one question, why is Circe so important to you?" Malachi asked

After a moment of silence Thomas answered "She's not important to me, but the Dark Lord wishes for her to remain alive and out of trouble"

"Why?"

"You don't need to know that" Thomas turned to face us "Let's go"

Mattheo glared at me with crimson eyes then we both followed Thomas.

Once we were out of the library Thomas grabbed my hand and we were suddenly on the astronomy tower. Theodore was leaning against the wall, waiting. He turned his head to us and looked each of us in the eyes, and he seemed to hold my gaze for a second longer than the others.

I sat down and leaned against the wall. The boys started talking and I turned them out. A minute later Mattheo started shouting at Thomas, Thomas's tone turned cold "Mattheo, don't think for a second that I meant what I said about her, I needed to cover it up, they can't know the truth, for our safety and hers"

"Why, why can't they know, if they know they might not bother her again?"

"I knew Malachi, we used to be friends but it all went bad when I beat him in a duel and started passing him in our classes, he had never lost anything and he was a top of the class student, he didn't like his reputation ruined so he tried to hurt me, he tried to figure out my weakness, he still hasn't, but if he knows who she is, he will take her and hurt her just to see me suffer"

"Wait, was he in your year?" Theodore rejoined the conversation

"Yes he was" Thomas confirmed

"Then why is he a student again? How is he a student if he has already graduated?"

"I don't know" Thomas admitted "But as soon as he finds out who she is, he will do everything in his power to make my life miserable" 

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