I run into a tower which looks like a storage place. I see paintings covered in white sheets, books that haven't seen daylight in a while and mirrors reflecting dust. It feels so quiet and neglected, I had to take a moment. I then quickly walk towards the other side of the room hoping to find a door that leads me downstairs again. As I walk through the mysterious objects, I hear a faint echo of something falling to the floor..
My heart started racing and I quietly but with haste made my way to the door I saw in the distance. Dust following me where I go, I picked up the pace nearing the door. As I pull it open, with my back facing the room..I feel a presence behind me. The door is slammed back shut and I squeeze closer to the now, closed entrance. I feel the presence getting closer and from the cologne filling the air around me, I realize it's the guy I bumped into. He followed me and from what I can remember: he didn't frighten me, even though all I can think about in this moment is how intense it feels.
As I look up, still with my back facing him, I saw his hand pushing the door shut. My breath starts to pick up as he lowers his voice and again asks me "Who are you?". As I gather up the courage to speak, it remains silent for a while. "I can't say" I manage to get out. I can now feel his warmth getting closer. "Please turn around, will you?" His tone sounds friendlier than before. "I promise I won't hurt you" he says, clearly picking up on the panic state I've been residing in for, about 15 minutes I'd say.
I slowly turn to him and look up. Again his blue eyes widen but this time I see worry in them. It's quiet for a moment as he tries to gather himself. As I looked at him mesmerized by his beauty I didn't notice before, his eyes change. "You can't just shove past me like that, you know?" He says with a certain arrogance. He managed to calm my entire body in the span of 15 seconds, to now only annoying me with that one sentence. "I'm in a haste" I say whilst I try to open the door again. He steps closer as he now pushed the door shut again with less aggression. "Again, who are you?" He says again, annoying me but I decide to use it to my advantage.
"I'll say when u show me the way out" I said crossing my arms returning the arrogance. He steps back and observes me. "You're not supposed to be here, are you?". I push myself off the door and walk past him towards the other door again whilst I mumble "didn't I tell you I'll say when you show me the way out, c'mon". He smirks and points towards a chair in the middle of the room. "Help me move this chair, there's a hatch under it". I hear footsteps coming closer from the both doors so I, without hesitation, shove the chair out of my way and grab the big iron handle to swing open the hatch.
"Well, go on" I say to him while he looks at me confused. He leans one hand on the wooden floor as he sets foot on the stone stairs leading down. I go in as well and before closing the hatch, I grab the chair and pull it over the entrance.
I'm now crouched on the stones hearing a door swing open above me. I squeeze my eyes shut and hear footsteps walk from one side of the room towards the other. "Oh my god, we're never going to find her" I hear the lady who claimed to be madam Pomfrey say. "Calm down" I hear a friendly deep voice say. I recognized it from the infirmary, it's Dumbledore. "She can't be far, and she is probably still in shock. When dark, she'll have to come back because she doesn't know this world." I slowly back away from the door and start walking down the stairs following the guy.
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Ethereal Dawn
FantasyAs a normal teenage girl goes for a run in the morning, she discovers the truth and her whole life will be turned upside down when she meets the magic that has been hidden in the woods.