Pathetic Little Worm

[Danielle Raven]

Danielle wasn't exactly happy. She was at Hogwarts, with her brother Danton, though unfortunately-Hayley was here too. She wasn't happy with how close Hayley was getting to Danton. She was his sister, and she was supposed to be the one he was making plans with, the one he turned to. Hayley had to be dealt with, but she wasn't sure how to do it yet. Of course, Danton mustn't know it was her that had organised it, or he would be angry and she would lose her largest ally. also, more importantly-though she didn't care to admit it. she did love her brother, and she didn't want him to hate her.

She needed a plan."I'm going to have to watch her." she muttered to herself, as she stalked down a corridor. The students here hadn't learnt to fear her yet, but that took time, and Danielle had plenty of time, and patience. She let her heels click as she walked, some idiots glancing at her appreciatively. She glared at them and they shrank away from her murderous stare. She was always able to deal with the wrong type of person that way. She flicked her hair and sat by a windowsill, making sure it was clean before she sat. That was one problem with Hogwarts, during the day the House Elves didn't respond when you called them-not in the corridors anyway, though they seemed to be ever-present in the Slytherin Common Room.

Glancing around she was happy with the spot she had chosen, from here she could see the whole hallway, and observe passer-bys without people bothering her. She needed to think about her cousins plan-they were going to take down a group called the "Dark Elites" mostly made up of half-breeds who thought they were as good as purebloods, and the few real purebloods, were idiots who didn't deserve the title. She sighed to herself, remembering that Hayley and Danton already decided on their plan before Danton told her-it was insulting, but she had to admit-it was a good plan, but she was going to be more involved-Hayley could go and kill herself, this was gong to be Danielle and Danton's school.

 

[Sapphire Bookchild]

Sapphire for once was not drawing or paining, she was playing. Her flute hadn't had much of her attention something that Sapphire had to correct as soon as possible. She had loved that thing and it had been what had drawn Wonderland to her, a group of children who wanted to escape along with her. They had sang the very may unbirthday song while Sapphire played the song on her flute. The memory was a fond one even though she hadn't seen Wonderland in ages. It didn't matter, she was still Door Mouse. Sapphire was sitting cross legged in a corner looking more like she was playing for the spare sycle that someone might have.

That was until she started to play the tune in her head. Then it was as if the whole world had gone sparkly around her. The tune she had picked had that effect seeing as it was one of her most soothing ones. She drew out the notes as much as her breath would let her to without distorting the song. Such was the effect that a few people stopped to listen to her play. Not that she was doing this to have people listen to her if anything Sapphire played for herself than for anyone else. She loved the way it seemed to talk for her sometimes.

When she was finished Sapphire reserved a few applause as the students went about their day some with a grin on their face more like she had just cast a collective cheering charm rather than played a flute randomly in the middle of a hall way. Sapphire grinned to herself. She took out a notebook and started draw the outline of something she had just gotten in an idea for. She put the pencil she was working with to her lips while she thought. This was when she noticed someone lurking in the shadows. A girl whom could have been in her year though she couldn't quite peg her. Must be new then, she thought as she went back to her work more detail now coming into her mind.

 

[Danielle Raven]

Danielle sighed as music began to play. Really, they were in a school hallway, I mean how inappropriate! She waited until she had lost patience, and thankfully the flautist stopped playing and began scribbling on a drawing pad. "Was that really necessary?" She growled, after the crowd had dispersed. "Seriously, have some regard for the public!" she added, with a snarl. She wasn't really angry with this girl, but sometimes, as tough as she was she felt so alone, like she was a small little person in this huge world, and she wanted to change that and become someone amazing, a force to be reckoned with. She glared at the girl in front of her.

She looked down at the scribbles on her pad "What's this here?" she asked, taking it from the girl. "Oh, it looks like we have ourselves a little artist." she exclaimed, she pretended to look through the pictures and tutted quietly. "I wouldn't quit my day job if I were you, Honey." she smiled, with a hint of malice, she didn't want people to see her being mean, the whole point was to be inconspicuous. "So, Honey, are you going to apologise for interrupting my relaxation?" she asked, smiling meanly, but only so that the girl could see. "What's your name?" she asked, as an afterthought, that might be a sore-point for the girl.

She looked completely innocent to passers-by, just two girls talking, she had seen the girl looking at her. "So, what were you drawing, the pretty people, well I wouldn't bother Honey, it'll just depress you-not everyone is born with looks.." she laughed, flicking her luscious hair.

 

[Sapphire Bookchild]

Sapphire tilted her head and shrugged. She had felt like playing and this was as good a spot as any to play in. Her favoret being the gardens but then there where plants there and seemed to be attracted by the music too. The young Hufflepuff did sign her apology though. It seemed like she had personally offended the girl by just playing something pretty. Then again it wasn't as if everyone thought that the music was good. Sapphire herself didn't think she was all that skilled at what she did even though she had been told many times that she was.

The girl looked at her unfinished work and frowned. It's not finished yet. I doubt it would be your style even if it where. She wrote on the page following the one she had been drawing on. The notebook was one where all her rough sketches went so she didn't mind using up the paper. It wasn't as if she was going to keep them afterwards. When she was done with it if she liked it she was going to transfer it to a larger pad which had her finished works in it. Sapphire tilted her head again as if to ask why she cared then turned the page again. She had signed a sign for such an occasion with Gothic lettering filled in with Hufflepuff yellow and sapphires drawn around the edges. Sapphire Clow

Sapphire let the comment about pretty people and how it would depress her. Sapphire in her overly large glasses and half done curls thought herself as quite plain indeed. She wasn't ugly but she was't pretty either she just was. Her face was nothing remarkable her hair was glossy she supposed but it was always done up in a pony tail or if it hung loose her curls never stayed the way they should. There was also the mark on her chest. No in Sapphire's mind there was no saving her. Drawing a scene at sea actually and the sirens in their crystal home. She wrote to the girl talking to her. The girl was very pretty though Sapphire wondered if it was the kind of pretty that her mother was. A deceptive sort of pretty which hid a dark heart under neath.