The Amendment

Chapter Seventeen

I can feel myself on the edge of consciousness, because I can hear Dixon yelling at someone. 

"What have you done?! What possessed you to do such a thing?" 

His voice becomes softer as I slowly open my right eye, seeing Dagon and his brother scowling at each other. I swallow hard before I gasp, and a full on weighted Slytherin tongue comes out from my mouth. Before, when I was temporarily Slytherin, my tongue would feel light and normal, but now I can feel it's full length and oily venom, and I sit back in my bed before I shriek again. My wings are now the same; very heavy and solid, much stronger too. I feel my snake tail move itself so I don't flatten it, and I sink my head back into the pillow that's behind my head. It's then I realize I'm in the doctor room, in one of the beds. 

"Hello, Amethyst." Dixon says with a small smile, "How are you feeling?"

I swing my legs out of bed, looking down at Dagon's sweatpants that fit my legs. I gaze down at my chest to see most of Dagon's shirt fitting, a little tight around the upper chest though. 

I stand up on wobbly legs and then lift my heavy head to glower at Dagon. 

"What have you done to me?" I ask before Dixon comes over, supporting me better. I walk a couple steps and then get the hang of the balance, my tail moving small measures to correct me. 

I release Dixon's arm and then march up to Dagon, looking up at him still. He glares down at me, but his eyes are smirking. 

"I was tired of your human form inside the body of a Slytherin. So I changed you." He says before Dixon moves us apart, and I clench my jaw hard, my top and bottom fangs grinding against each other. 

"How dare you." I snarl at him before Dixon says, "Both of you, calm down. I need to talk to both of you, but I can't when you're both snapping at each other. So, take a seat on a bed and then we'll talk. I'm getting Jario."

I sit down on the closest bed, watching as Dagon sits on the farthest one. I put my back to him and gaze at Dixon as he walks away, walking swiftly. 

I sigh and then put my huge talons through my dark hair, trying not to curse and swear until my throat is dry. 

"You don't exactly seem upset with the transformation. Who wouldn't want to be able to fly or kill?" Dagon's voice hisses from behind me before I whirl around, throwing myself at him. He is closer than I thought, and we smash into the next bed, my body pinning his down against the bed. I scowl at him and then swing at him, my fist solidly connecting with his strong jaw. His head snaps sideways before he turns it back, his eyes getting darker and darker. He grabs my throat and then is raising his other fist for a wicked uppercut when his fist is caught in another hand, and I'm pulled off of Dagon. His eyes stay a very dark brown as Jario shoves him onto the bed opposite from me, and Dixon sits me on another bed. Dixon puts his hand on the back of my neck, his cold talons prickling my skin. 

I gaze to Jario who has Dagon in a head lock, but not choking him yet. The demon inside of Dagon glowers at me, his piercing eyes only upsetting me more. How could he possibly think about changing me into a Slytheirn? Sure they're incredible creatures, but I will be numb to my human senses forever now. 

"You both are like magnets for trouble." Dixon shakes his head, "You have serious rage problems, Dagon, which could be helped if you at least made an effort to be kind to Amethyst. She apologized for what she did, and she hasn't been mean to you since she turned you into a snake."

"Well, the witch who cursed me made sure that I would never be kind to her kind." Dagon spits at my feet before I reach out to kick him right in the groin, and he folds over in Jario's grasp with a low groan.