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Chapter 4 : A New Kind of Club
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I let my legs hang limply over the sides of my bed. It felt like I was sick, literally aching from head to toe. My head was pounding, my stomach was tight and my feet were sore. The only thing keeping me sane was the silence. Not a sound was to be heard in the Slytherin tower, the rest of them were all down stairs in their classes.
Its not that I couldn’t face them. I could, that’s not what was making me ill. I ate real food by accident. Don’t ask me how I was so clumsy as to forget to eat only meat that was rare. I had been doing it my whole life. But with the distractions, I just seemed to eat anything placed in front of me, and now I pay the price by having to sit in the green and silver room, bored out of my mind.
I almost resorted to counting ceiling tiles if it hadn’t been for the fact it was just one big piece. There wasn’t much to do besides lying there and feeling miserable. My text books were even beginning to look interesting. They were on the other side of the room though and moving one step only caused me to feel like vomiting. I moved slowly so my head was on my pillow and my feet were on the bed. I closed my eyes giving into the temptation of sleep after a couple minutes of just motionless lying.
I had my eyes closed still but I knew I was awake. There was a faint humming noise that was going by with beautiful notes each dancing on top of each other like some kind of lullaby, it was actually kind of Ironic how it was waking me up rather then lulling me to sleep.
I raised my head up slowly being remembered of my pounding headache as I did so. I lied it back down but rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and looked around, searching for were the beautiful melody was coming from. It was Bellatrix. She was sitting on the bed right next to mine brushing her long brown hair, and staring at me. Wait! Sense when did she have brown hair?
“Did you dye your hair?” I asked in a slur of words. She didn’t stop her actions and simply nodded. She amazed me sometimes. She had gorgeous blonde hair and she was just going to dye it brown?
A couple minutes went by and my aches and pains started to drift off of me. Soon enough I began to feel well enough to sit up. Not stand or anything but sit. I leaned back against the back bored. Just realizing Narcissist sitting on the other bed next to me.
Bellatrix stopped humming in the middle of her tune. She stared at me for a couple of seconds and it all was starting to seem a bit creepy, even for me. The weird song had sounded familiar but it wasn’t anything I could place a name on. It was like a comforting old friend, and now it had been snatched away. It felt weird to have such an attachment to a melody.
“What were you humming?” I asked a little shaky self-conscious from their looks. Bellatrix tipped her head back letting her hair fall out of her face before setting it back to its normal position and answering me.
“Maybe I’ll tell you sometime, but not today. Are you feeling any better?” She asked glancing away to look at a mirror leaving only one sisters eyes on me.
“A little bit but I’m not going to move for a bit just to be sure.” I responded slowly still feeling uneasy.
“That’s probably for the best.” Narcissist said now also looking elsewhere. I rammed through my brain trying to think of something to talk about. The silence was now only aggravating.
Just when I thought I was going to go mad the door flew open and Regulus walked in. GREAT! I’m only sweaty, un-showered, and in my pajamas, I could defiantly talk to the guy of my dreams! SURE!
“I picked up your assignments today,” He said dropping some books onto my bed before setting himself on the end. “I hope you don’t mind.” Okay not that I wasn’t grateful for him being so nice and all but what was with him? Sure it wasn’t like he hated my guts normally or anything but now he was undeniably going out of his way to be nice.
“I don’t mind, err, um, thanks.” I said kicking myself mentally for being just of out of character. Bellatrix smiled coyly before motioning for her sister to fallow her out.
The door shut behind them with a click and Regulus didn’t flinch. I however was sure I let out at least a tad bit of a twitch.
“So, were classes interesting?” I asked.
“They were normal.” He replied not giving me much to work with.
“Hmm…normal is good.” I yawned a little bit before half closing my eyes.
“Actually because of what happened Yesterday at lunch-“he said before noticing me flinch. “Because of yesterdays events I have been asked to propose a proposition.” He revised.
“Like what?” I asked now trying to pay attention as hard as I could.
“First you must agree to an unbreakable vow to never tell anyone of this conversation.” I stared blankly at him.
“What’s an unbreakable vow?”
“It’s a vow that if you break it you die.” He explained slowly sounding a little less confident near the end.
“Oh, erm, sure I promise not tell.” He pulled out a piece of parchment and quill. I read over the conditions and signed the dotted line. I had a funny feeling like I was signing my soul away or something.
“Alright then,” He said sliding it into his back pocket. “My master, the dark lord, wishes to recruit you.” I looked at him completely confused.
“The Dark Lord?” I asked
“Yes. It’s like a group or organization.” I nodded thinking I was getting it.
“So like a club.” He nodded his head.
“Not exactly but sort of. It’s every one who supports him. You see he stands up for the rights for people like you who aren’t exactly all human. Werewolves, Vampires and other things the ministry looks over.” I smiled. That sounded like my kind of club.
“If he’s doing all these things why is he called the dark lord? Why not the light lord?” I asked the name is really kind of odd.
“Irony.” He answered shortly. He went into great detail talking about how much good he’d bring to the world. How much more free everyone would be. He did say there’d be some casualties along the way but not to worry because they would be people who had laughed at me. I didn’t really care if they laughed or not, they shouldn’t die. It just wasn’t right.
“I think I have to think about it. Can I get back to you?” I asked after his little speech was over.
“Of course.” He let himself out reminding, or rather warning me about the contract before he left. I had a lot of thinking to do.
A/N: SO sorry for the terribly long wait! I feel absolutely awful. Please review though that’s what got me to remember to update now. Please tell me what you think I’m a growing writer and I know I’m not excellent so please be gentle but don’t lie just to make me feel good either.
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