Snape's point of view
I took the note and the book to my room. I say at my desk and opened the book turning it to my favorite part,"
This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,
But whose velvet-violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!"
As i read the words i couldn't help but think about Jasmine. I imagined her as the raven, the one who came knocking at my window and door. The one that i let in even when i thought that i shouldn't..
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Jasmine's point of view
The guy finally left after about ten minutes. My arms and legs were bloody and so was face. It hurt to move.
I groaned as i rolled onto my side. This was not going to be a fun stay at all. I just hoped that someone would come to get me soon. But i had a feeling that that want going to happen. Not if Snape was still mad at me at least.
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A.N.
I'm sorry that i haven't updated I a couple of days. I've been busy painting and moving stuff around. It has been a bit hectic.
And I'm sorry for such a short chapter. I started it and then didn't know where to go with it. I'm such a crappy author.. I'm so sorry y'all..
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Dreadfully Gone
FanfictionSequel to Horrifyingly Sexy. What happens when Jasmine walks into a house that is occupied by none other that Ruth? Will she be able to find a way or before she had to marry Voldemort? Will Snape not care that she is gone and try to forget about her...
