Tempting Desires //Mattheo Riddle

Make or Break

Florence sat there mouth agape, the words replaying in her mind. Dean Thomas is missing. No he can't be missing she had just seen him earlier today? He had just spoken to her! He couldn't be missing?!

"What!" Pansy exclaimed her eyes wide. "Dean Thomas as in Gryffindor Dean Thomas!"

Astoria nodded grinning clearly loving all this gossip. "That exact one!"

"Well what happened to him?"

"That's the thing no one knows! He was last seen leaving his potions lesson and since then no one's spoken or seen him!" Astoria exclaims excitedly. "After not seeing him for hours his friends of course filed a report to the teachers and they've been looking for hours but no one's found any trace of him!"

Potions? Good god, Florence had only just seen him on the way to that lesson. She must have been one of the last people to have seen him!

"So you're telling me Dean Thomas, you know a pretty bulky 6th year just vanished off the face of Hogwarts. Poof gone?" Pansy asked clearly quite sceptical.

"Yes do I need to spell it out for you!" Astoria said her brows furrowing. "It's all quite exciting isn't it?"

"Exciting!? Tori are you mental someone in our school, our year, has gone missing and that's exciting?" Pansy said as Florence sits in silence her eyes glancing over at the Gryffindor table. Just like Astoria had said Dean Thomas was nowhere to be seen.

"Well I'm just saying it's the first real bit of action all year! I wonder what happened to him! What is someone's taken him!" Astoria says grinning.

"Tori don't be so nasty it's a horrible though and-." Pansy is suddenly cut off as a disheveled Filch dashes into the great hall and begins sprinting to the head table. His eyes wide as he whispers something into Dumbeldore ear. Dumbledore suddenly tenses and glances over to the very worried Gryffindor table. The loud chatter suddenly comes to a stop as everyone stares at the seemingly worried Dumbledore who is making his way to his podium.

He clears his throat his eyes abnormally wide as he addresses the hall. "Students, this is no easy thing to say but earlier today a Mr Dean Thomas went missing on our campus." Dumbeldore says once again clearing his throat. "I am sorry to inform you but. Dean Thomas's body has been found in the forbidden forest as of tonight."

The hall breaks out into chaos, the sound of a gut wrenching scream can be heard from the Gryfindor table. Florence quickly looks over to see Ginny Weasley sobbing into her older brother's arms. The hall erupts into murmurs, shocked and sad faces forming all around the room.

Florences breath hitches in her throat. Dean Thomas's body found dead in the forest. No it can't be. He had been alive a meer few hours ago? He was talking to Florence he had asked her out, he was perfectly fine and now... dead?

Florence stands her head fuzzy as Pansy and Astoria glance up at her confused. She slams down her napkin and began speeding out the Great Hall clutching her head.

Dumbledore continued speaking but it fades into nothing as Florence leaves the great hall. He couldn't be dead. She had seen him. He spoke to her. What had happened to him? It couldn't have been an accident the boy was stupid but not that stupid. Who had done this?

She quickly leant against a nearby wall clutching her head. She didn't feel bad for the boy. He was an arrogant bastard but why did she feel strangely guilty? I mean she had been one of the last people to talk to him surely? After their conversation, what if people thought she was the one to kill him? No that was stupid she merely had rejected him. How could this have happened? Who would do this? What had happened...

Suddenly she stopped a strong overindulging sense of dread filling her. What had happened... it then clicked.

The whispers.

Florence stood resting against the wall her mind fogged with dread and guilt when all of a sudden a loud bang could be heard from a nearby corridor.

She spun her head to the direction of the dark corridor. Her eyes widen as she saw a hooded figure dash round the corner. In a confused haze she began sprinting after the mysterious person.

"Hey stop!" She yelled as she continued running after him. Florence sprinted after the figure in the dark hood, her footsteps echoed through the narrow corridors. The hooded figure moved swiftly yet each step Florence took brung her closer to catching the shadowy specter. The dim light of the castle casted eerie shadows as the chase continued. Suddenly the figure took round a corner and as Florence followed, he had disappeared and she was met with the same corridor from her encounter with Dean and where she had previously heard whispered on her first night arriving back.

The hairs of the back of her neck stood up straight as she began to advance down the dark corridor glancing every direction in hope of spotting the figure.

Suddenly she stopped as she heard a whisper from somewhere around her. Her eyes darted in every direction but she was still met with the same familiar walls.

The whispers continued as Florence pulled out her wand spinning around pointing it at every wall. "Who's there?!" She yelled her voice shaking.

The whispers suddenly stopped.

Silence.

Florence stood glued to the spot her eyes wide in confusion and annoyance. "Fucking show yourself!" She screamed. She's had enough. These whispers had been tormenting her for days and she needed to know what or who was causing them. Her mind raced with possibilities. Who were these people causing the whispers? Why were they following and tormenting her? Did they have anything to do with the death of Dean? These thoughts fogged her mind so much that she only barely heard the sudden footsteps from behind her.

She quickly spun round before-

WHACK

Darkness.

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Omg what happened to Florence guys!!!
Who are the whispers and what do you guys think is going to happen next?
I'd just like you guys to brace yourself because next chapter... i think it's about time we meet the boys ;)
Buckle up because I've got a lot in store. Love you guys!! Charlie. Xoxo

Question: Whose your HP crush?

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