Adrienne stepped in the doorway of the Slytherin common room, tripping over her own shoelaces as she did so. Putting her hands out in front of her to break her fall, she quickly got up after the incidence. Pretending nothing happened, she walked up her friend, Shannon, and greeted her, "Hey!"
Doing a bad job at hiding her laughter, Shannon managed to snort out a "Hi," before breaking out in giggles over her friend's fall. The books in her hands fell as she shook, causing her to laugh even harder.
Adrienne shot a glare at her friend before bending down to pick up the books. "I think you dropped something," she muttered, handing her friend them. She then proceeded to pull out her wand, muttering "Muffliato" under her breath.
A loud persistent buzzing filled Shannon's ears. She slapped the side of her head. "What was that?!" exclaimed Shannon,causing her to drop her books again. She turned around to see who might've done it. The only person near by was her friend.
"A simple first year charm," her friend answers, smirking slightly. "Or were you not paying attention? It seems that it comes in useful." She pauses for a moment, before adding "Oh wait, you can't hear me."
"WHAT?!" yelled Shannon. The buzzing was still in her ears. "YOU KNOW WHAT I'M GOING TO TALK TO HIM." She turned to talk to a random guy standing in the corner. He looked slightly lonely and needed the company. "HEY THERE. WHAT'S YOUR NAME?"
"Oh nothing," she responds calmly, a smirk still plastered across her face. "Go ahead, I won't stop you. It's not like they'll be able to hear you anyways," she stated as her friend walked away towards the boy.
"Oh hey bitch. Name's Atlas." He runs up to the woman - pulls a knife out and stabs her right in the abdomen.
With shock, Shannon stared down at the knife poking from her stomach. "WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT?" She pulled the knife out and brought a hand to her stomach.
With a smirk on his face "Oops, it slipped." With a quick and swift movement Atlas then pulls out a gun and points it to her face. "Tell me what I need to know, and no-one will get hurt."
"What the fuck dude," Adrienne rushes up to her friend. "Episkey," she mumbles, pointing her wand at her friends wound. Hoping it worked, she pockets her wand and stares at her friend, the smirk wiped off of her face.
Ignoring the stabbing pain in her chest, Shannon marched up to the violent guy. "YOU MOTHERFUCKER BETTER HELP ME GET DOWN TO THE INFIRMARY OR I'LL FUCKING STAB YOU TO DEATH WITH YOUR OWN KNIFE." She waved around the knife, she'd pulled from her body. The Muffliato spell caused her to walk a slight bit drunkenly, but she was advancing menacingly.
Atlas then points the gun at the other girl standing next to Shannon. "And who the fuck are you?"
"Why the hell does it matter to you?" Adrienne questions, keeping a hand on her wand. "You just fucking stabbed my friend when she tried to say 'Hello'," she states bitterly. "Also, do you really think a gun can hurt me?" she pulls out her wand. "Protego maxima," she says and a force field appears around her, hopefully reaching Shannon as well.
Atlas quickly pulls out two uzis and starts going trigger happy. It doesn't penetrate. "OK then, tough crowd." He takes out a small box with a red button on it. He presses it then throws it on the force field. A huge mass of energy explodes and when the smoke clears, Atlas runs through and puts Shannon in a choke hold.
"YOU KINKY PIECE OF SHIT!" The girl yells, "I'M HURT WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" She took the knife in her hand and stabbed the guy in the stomach. "I KNOW YOU'RE SLYTHERIN BUT WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?!"
Adrienne stands there baffled by the events that have taken place. She slowly steps backwards, saving herself the trouble.
"AHH!!! SHIT THAT HURTS!!!. YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" Atlas takes three smoke bombs and throws them on to the floor and when the smoke cleared, he was gone.
Blood covered her shirt, and her throat hurt like hell. Shannon was beginning to regret every waking up this morning. She stumbled over to the common room door. "I thought Hogwarts was going to be magical not a fucking hellhole." she muttered as she painfully staggered along the hallway, searching for anyone to help her. The halls echoed with her
O jeez, look at all this blood, the killer must not have been very good
[THIS PART IS NOT PART OF THE STORY}
Hey guys, thx for reading this "thing" this far. More will be coming out soon and just remember, this story is not being written by some 21 year old soo... there will be some grammar mistakes and some parts that my friends and I will just put in for fun.
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Non-FictionA bunch of friends gather around in an attempt to create one book. The outcome is some shit that might catch ur eye.
