Blank Sheet

The Forbidden Forest

Medea had just put on the Founder's Locket and it already buzzed and heated up and had surely burned through her pyjama shirt soon. She was scared but didn't want to take it off, she just wanted the Book's and Quill's power to go back to their owners.

She felt the Locket draining her energy, she had to sit down and breathed sharply, as a wave of heat went through the metal (was it even metal?) and the room started to smell after burned cloth. Medea started doubting the intelligence of this idea and if this was even how you used that Locket. She already put her hands up her neck to get rid of the spluttering necklace, when a new pain went through all of her body. Though it wasn't strong, she couldn't help but think the shots of pain wouldn't restrict to her head anymore.

As she came to realize this, she clenched her teeth and decided to stand through what the Locket was doing. However, as it lighted up and a sound like a timer started, Medea went a little crazy. She felt like wearing a time bomb around her neck but her fingers couldn't hold the hot metal when she tried to get it off to try and cool the metal down, she went across the room and dipped it into some kind of basin that was at the other corner of the room. It was beautiful, the liquid inside was like wind and water mixed, with slight silver colour and glowing with some charm. She didn't take the time to admire the beauty though and put the Locket inside.

Suddenly, pictures turned up in front of her eyes, of places she had never seen, people she had never met and knowledge she had never even dreamt of. She shook her head, alarmed and took a step back from the basin. Unfortunately, that seemed to heat the Locket more and Medea felt forced to put it in the liquid again. She cautiously heeded her skin not to touch whatever was inside that weird thing, when the thought struck her that Dumbledore had a lot of power. And probably a lot of dangerous things inside his office. Things a girl like her was not supposed to discover without him. Probably things she wasn't supposed to discover at all. And that basin was most likely one of those things. The Locket too, probably.

But the Locket was heating uncomfortably now, even though there was still some cloth underneath it. Upon that, the young girl silently sneaked through the corridors, dodging a bullet when Filch turned around a corner just meters away from her and she could hide beside a suit of armour just in time. On the second floor, she was starting to run and right away crashed into a door she had wanted to go through. The door turned out to be a wall in disguise. A little relieved that no one saw it, she went on through the quiet castle, not running anymore.

As soon as Medea had opened the giant front doors of the castle (cursing that there was no back exit), she could feel the cool night air ease her irritated skin and stop the Locket's heating. The temperature of the metal didn't reduce totally but it was just getting more and more bearable. The girl slowly walked through the grounds, trying to ignore the intensifying smell of her carbonized shirt. With the time she could only do so by gritting her teeth and distracting herself, walking deeper and deeper in the woods. The Forbidden Forest were just words for her, she had heard of Fred and George going in there so many times and never getting hurt, she just assumed the school wanted to eliminate every little risk.

When the silver, by the moon, reflected light slowly faded and Medea could barely make the difference between all the trees in front of her, as well as guessed that even Voldemort wouldn't be able to take her mind from the burning metal on her chest, she decided to go back. Making her way over the by roots dug through ground, she heard a noise. A slight whooshing that did not sound natural, nor very promising. Her steps speeded up a little and she whistled a little song to herself. Somewhere a wolf joined in and howled to the moon. Another wolf did the same. Medea hunched up her shoulders and stopped whistling.

When there was a little gap in between all the trees, she could already see the highest towers of the castle and she hurried a little more once again. A positive smile formed on her lips when a hand grabbed her shoulder.