Post by prongs on Feb 3, 2010 17:24:34 GMT -5
Dylan Barker walked the halls, removing his Hufflepuff tie. Ever since he found out he would be a Triwizard champion, it was as if the entire Hufflepuff house was counting on him for something he couldn't do. He was competing against two Death Eaters, for Christs sake...
Xanthe and them must have been fucking estatic.
Thinking about Xanthe made his heart pang a little, but his dark eyes turned darker. She had lied to him, told him she didn't care about him at all...
Maybe I can get rid of myself for good in this tournament.
The thought of ceasing to exist was sickly sweet in his head, a haze that seemed to control.
I hate her for doing this to me, but I still love her. Why would she trick me like that, making me feel like I was actually-
A student began to pass him, and Dylan stiffened, his black and soulless eyes not taken off of his feet until they passed him and their footsteps weren't audible anymore.
Looking at the portrait for the Slytherin Common room, he wondered if Xanthe would be in there.
Dylan blinked.
Why don't I just go in and check?
A malicious grin came to his face, and he looked around the corridors, making sure no one was there.
Dylan smirked wider, his body beginning to transform, his hair turning longer and more blue, a little skinnier than he was currently...
Looking into a window, he saw no one else but his worst enemy, Charlie Tripp, staring back at him.
Thank God I'm a metamorphagous. Now, I just need to wait for someone to come in.
His wish seemed to be granted, as Taylor Swan began to come toward the portrait. He resisted shuddering as his cousin gave a seductive smile at him, waving her fingers in hello.
She uttered a word; what exactly it was, Dylan wasn't paying attention, but the portrait began to open. Dylan stepped in cautiously, looking around at the foreign Common Room.
Seeing a comfortable green chair, he sat himself, rolling his fingers on the armrests.
He'd have to wait.[/size]
