Miss Ravenclaw

Eight

I straightened up my Quidditch gear as I glared into the mirror. Was this really me? I don't even like sport. Naomi was a self-absorbed idiot sure, but she won't effect my grades, that's why I'm here anyway. To learn about magic. I need to go tell Fred.

I ran out of my room in a rush, stepping lightly as not to get caught by any of the professors. I had no idea where I was supposed to be heading at all. Just as I was about to give up, two Ravenclaw 4th years walked by with their night clothes on. "Good luck out there Alex, we're all counting on you, we haven't won in 2 years!" The first boy said, shoving jelly beans in his mouth. "Don't be ridiculous, she'll never make it against Gryffindor." The other dark haired girl said rolling her eyes.

Great this was just great. Even my own house doesn't think I can do it. I'm so useless, they are right though, they have to be.

At this point the only way things could get worse are if I had a panic attack. As luck had it, things got worse. My breathing quickened in a painful reaction to my throat closing slowly. I became boiling hot and sweat poured of my pale London skin, but inside I shivered from the frozen ice of my heart. I held my hands over my ears in attempt to silence the screeching sound of car wheels and shattering glass in my head. Then, I ran. Not quite sure why, or where but as I slipped and skidded my way through the corridors, the screaming got louder, and louder. Eventually I found a door and squeezed through the gap. I found myself escaping to the Forbidden Forrest.

Why is it that the dark warms me? Makes me feel worthwhile and maybe even starts to melt my glacier of a heart.

My legs carry me to a lake, a musky, filthy, infested lake. And yet my first move was to jump in it. 10 out of 10 for a great plan I must say. However at least now I wasn't as much sweating, as soaking wet. It especially pleased me when all sorts of under water plans started grabbing at my ankles. As you can guess I was overjoyed.

The weeds tighten, as I let go. The water now carry's me like a feather in a breeze, except, instead of floating away I sink, deeper into the dark. The same darkness that touched my soul that night.

I don't really remember getting out of the water myself. So as you would suspect I was quite puzzled when I woke up in on the rocks beside the lake, on my side. As my eyes fluttered open I noticed a boy, he sat there with fluffy blond hair and pink cheeks, looking into the dark of the forest. I had seen his face before... When I sat down at the Ravenclaw table for the first time. He was staring at me.

He was looking at me again now, the silver rims blending with the pale blue curiosity of the rest of his iris. "How are you?" He asked in a strange accent. One if which I was certainly not familiar with. "I'm ok now, I think." I replied, eyeing his wet pj's. He must have seen me looking because a smile began to form at the side of his mouth. "I followed you, figured you where lost and needed help... Guess you did." He laughed slightly and I smiled. "My name's Wade. Wade Quinzel." He said, offering a wet hand, taking it, I replied; "Alexandra Smith." I lay back down, exhausted.
"You know, Alexandra, for a skinny girl you sure are heavy." Wade joked, throwing his head back in laughter. I just stared at him till he eventually stopped. "Sorry." He said still smiling. "Your voice is funny." I countered, "Where are you from?" His small smirk turned into a grin. "Australia." He stated proudly. My eyes lit up with excitement. "Tell me all about it?" I begged but he shook his head. "We have to go back to our common room you know?" He asked now frowning. I sighed and nodded. Then, suddenly getting up I had an idea. "Let's run away to Australia together." He laughed getting up beside me. "Oh yeah?"
"Yeah! And you can show me the stars. I bet there is billions." He nodded.
"There is. And I'll show you every single one. Stars can't shine without darkness Alex." Just like that. Wade shattered my heart.