Hey, sorry for taking a long time to do this please tell me when you want me to upload.
Don’t really know what to say...
Louis P.O.V:
I'm being lead outside, but it doesn't seam like the outside I was expecting. I was expecting to see cobbled streets, clouds in the sky and fresh air. But all I can smell is heavy perfume. I open my eyes and see a massive, clean and fake shopping mall. I can hear everything from inside the mall, all the whispers, the noise of people’s feet and the cash machines taking in money and giving out receipts. But in a matter of seconds the sound stops. All I can hear now is the painful shackles around my feet and my beating heart. Normally I don't mind when people look at me or the focus is on me but this is for all the wrong reasons. I look up to see where I am being led to and I try not to seam like I have done something wrong.
I can hear something. I turn around to see a girl running down the glossed floor of the mall, with a boy running after her. All the attention switches to them. I'm quite happy about that. We have all stopped to look at what about to happen, but the boy and the girl don't even notice us, any of us. The boy and the girl are both around my age as far as I could tell, but they are completely different to me. They have blue hair, which means that they are part of the higher class. They look like they have just come from a masked ball; many of the higher class members of society had these to get closer to each other and to impress other families. I can remember all the times where I had to clean, iron and lay out my master, mistresses and their son; Harry and their daughter; ebony-rose, suits and dresses.
“Just leave me alone! I hate you!” the bright blue haired girl shouted at the boy as she ripped of her masquerade mask and through it on the floor. I recognise her. Her name is Annabella but she had had red fiery hair but due to the rules it is now blue. I have never talked to her but I have heard that she is a head strong girl, a great friend with a romantic touch. I also recognise the boy. His name is Liam. I could say that I was good friends with him, I met him through Harry. He runs. And when I say he runs I mean that he is going to do the Olympics one day. The scene doesn’t seem right, I know that Liam would not do anything to hurt any girl and gets very emotional even if he does.
“Annabella” the murmured as he reached her wrist.
“You know I wouldn’t to you, you know I wouldn’t” he continued in a broken voice. It looks like a scene from a movie, a young boy trying to lay out his heart for the girl he loves. They also look the part. Annabella is wearing a long dark blue tight dress with a pearl necklace and a flower ring. And Liam is wearing a suit with a dark blue tie and a laced mask. They both look like models. Except Annabellas make-up is running down her cheeks. Annabella gave Liam a look of disgrace and said:
“That’s what you said last time” took her wrist and turns to run but she turns back to face Liam and we all know what is going to happen next. She raises her arm and now everything is going to slow motion.
“Your perfect to me, please why would I” Liam mummers trying for one last attempt to win her back with tears in his eyes.
I can see the rage in Annabellas face. It’s hard to take in. She just slapped him, in public, in front of everyone. She slapped him so hard that there is a burning red hand mark across his face. As we all look at him in disbelief, we can all still hear the sound of the slap echoing through the mall, Annabellas tears and her killer heals bashing against the floor as she runs out of the mall. Everyone is starring at Liam, who as far as I can tell, will now call it a day.
Ok that was also quite depressing. I should stop doing that
The next chapter won’t be so depressing. TheRiffinRocker please don’t kill me.
Have fun and rember: don’t keep your wand in your back pocket because greater wizards have lost buttocks.
Jett x
