Drith was laying on his bed in the boy's dormitory, staring at the ceiling. .o O ( I'm even more of a disgrace now.. Then I was.. What would mom and dad say?.. I don't know.. I don't think I even want to.. But no.. Even if I am a disgrace.. I will hunt down all those who are even suspected of violence.. Or who don't belong in this school.. )

He sat slowly, walking over to his dresser. Opening it, he slips out his long crimson robes, and a pure black cloak and hood. Slipping them on slowly, he continues inside his head. .o O ( Rash.. I know.. But if no action is taken.. Somebody else could die.. Even if they aren't the ones who committed the crime.. I will hunt down every last suspect until the criminal is caught.. ) He looked up into his mirror slowly, looking into his own Crimson eyes, as if looking into his very own soul. .o O ( Observation.. ) He adjusts his cloak into the right position. ( Judgment. ) He takes his wands off the dresser top, slipping them away. ( Redemption.. ) He then draws his wand, casting disillusion on himself walking out his door and shutting it silently.

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Life is at best a dream and at worst a nightmare from which you cannot escape.
- Mysterious Stranger Manuscripts

Lucian Vent - Living, Expelled, Location Unknown

Jacob Green - Living, Seventh Year, Hufflepuff

Rurian Blackwing - Living, Seventh Year, Slytherin

Cameron Slaine - Living, Second Year, Gryffindor

"I hope you don't mind if we use your wonderful precious secret room." Drago said sarcastically. "Heh.." Drith replied, shrugging. "...." Drago remained silent, opening the door to the small room on the ground floor right-hand side of Hogwarts.

"What is it?.." Drith looked closely at Drago. Who had just now started pacing back and forth through the small room. "Why are you so pissed?.." Drith said, attempting to get Drago to reply. "I can't believe you don't even know. It's bad enough, you do what you did, in front of everyone, after knowing everything I've been through and.." He stopped there, taking off his mask rubbing his watery eyes, him being clearly upset. "Drith..." He sniffed looking at the floor. "Why didn't you at least say something to me?.." He said sadly. Drith sighed. "..Drago, I thought you two broke up.." Drith said equally sad in a way. "Uh-huh." Drago looked at him blankly. Drith peered at him. "And.. I love her." Drith turned away slightly. Drago began to speak in a soft loud manor at this point. "So you don't even ask to make sure? You just immediately jump in there to seize my apparently 'ex-girlfriend'?" "..We're together.. At least I thought we were.." Drith blinked. "Why didn't you tell me?!" Drith yelled. Drago blinked also. "Tell you what!?" He yelled in return. "I thought you knew I loved her." Drago stood in silence, staring at Drith. "How was I.. How long have you loved her?.." Drith sighed. "Since the day I've met her, practically." Drago blinked, remaining silent. "I just never said anything.." Drago then shook slightly. "Oh man.." He said while walking over to the wall, falling against it as he sat down.

"...How come you never told me? You knew we were together before.." Drago peered over at Drith. Drith sighed, sitting down against the wall aswell. "Thats one of the reasons I never told you, I wanted to be your friend.. And I didn't want you to think I was up to something.." Drith looked right back at Drago. "I didn't, I really, really, really, didn't, I never expected anything like this from you, Drith, of all people." Drith blinked, looking to the ground. "..Can't.. I have a life?.." Drith then looked directly at Drago. "All I do is protect people and I get crap for it.." Drago then sighed, burying his face in his hands. "I know.. Drith.. You're a good person.." He sighed. "I'm sorry.... I never knew you loved her... But I love her too, y'know.." Drith sighed also. "I guess we both do.." Drith said, laying his head up against the wall. "I can't just.. Stop loveing her because you've loved her longer." Drith blinked, looking at him. "
And.. You've been kissing behind me back.. When.. Nevaeh and I are supposed to be together.." Drith sighed. "That's the only time I kissed her." Drith continued. "I asked her out right then and there." Drago blinked, looking at him. "And she said yes?" Drith nodded slowly. "..Yes." Drago blinked, standing. "Wow.... I...." Tears start to run down Drago's face. "Figures something like this would happen...." Drith stood up, looking at him. "I.. I'm sorry.." Drago sniffed. "Thought things were finally starting to look up." He shook his head. "You didn't know, she said yes, right? That would imply that me and her weren't together." He slipped out his wand, casting alohamora on the door. "I.. Can't believe her.." He puts his mask back on to hide his tears and walks out of the room. Drith shook his head quickly. "What have I done?.." He then rushed out of the room also after Drago.

"Drith." Drago said, his backed turned to him. "..Yeah?" "You.. It's not your fault, don't get upset. No point both of us being upset." Drago sighed. "From the looks of things, you got the girl. Just... be happy.. You deserve it." Drith blinked, sighing. "Drago.. I.. You're like family.." Drago nodded, then let out a false laugh. "Heh, hey! This kinda thing just happens to me right? I'm Drago, the annoying little punk who people love to screw over." Drith sighed, also letting out a false laugh. "You're telling me.. Heh.. My old girlfriend left me for her 'family'.." Drago shrugged. "I should be used to it, right? Not like anyone cares anymore. I'm just gonna go do my schoolwork or something." Drith said before he could go. "She never came back." Drago blinked, turning around to look up at him. "Your.. old girlfriend?" Drith nodded. "Selena." Drago looked to the side saying. "Sel..." Drith then said right after him. "Senocen." Drago then looked back to him. "She only left recently right?" Drith shook his head. "..Quite a while ago." Drago sighed. "....still..." Drith shook his head slightly. "It happened... And it ended.." Drago looked up at him completely. "How.. the hell.. have you loved Nevaeh from the moment you met her.." He blinks. "If you've been with someone else?.." Drith sighed. "Because when she talked to me about it.. I didn't say anything, and when I dated Selena.. I loved her.." Drago blinked again. "She... what? Nevaeh talked to you about what?" Drith continued. "Nevaeh.. Once liked me.." Drago offered a fake laugh quickly. "Ha.. haha.. right.. of course, makes sense.." He said sarcastically and sad. "Though.. Thats all she had for me, and thats all she still has for me." Drith said, sighing. Drago sighed. "Sure. Love Drago. But Drith, the wonderful guy she's had a crush on all this time asks her out. Byebye Drago." Drago sighed again. "Alright. I think I pretty much see the picture." Drith shook his head. "I don't know what it is.. She might love me.. I don't know. I really don't." Drago then started shaking. "Yeah. I gotta go." Drago said turning. Drith almost shouted as Drago walked down the hall quickly. "I'm... Sorry.."

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Life is at best a dream and at worst a nightmare from which you cannot escape.
- Mysterious Stranger Manuscripts

Lucian Vent - Living, Expelled, Location Unknown

Jacob Green - Living, Seventh Year, Hufflepuff

Rurian Blackwing - Living, Seventh Year, Slytherin

Cameron Slaine - Living, Second Year, Gryffindor

Two months after Drith had gotten out of St. Mungo's for the second time..

"No.. No, where the hell is it?.." Drith sighed, looking through the isles of books in the library in the Restricted Section. He then came upon an empty bookshelf, odd for the library. "What?.. Hm.. Odd.." He sighed, then shook his head, coming up with a solution. Drawing his wand and waving it in a complex motion. "Specialis Revelio." He said in a quiet voice. The bookshelf soon becoming full of books in his eyes. "Ah.. Finally.. There it is." He quickly grabs a small black book titled 'Animagusus of The World' Opening it up and reading the first page, then slipping it away quickly. "Finally.. Now I can get out of here." He tapped his wand on himself, muttering. "Disillusion." Walking out of the Restricted Section, then the library.

Sitting down in the middle of the Entrance Hall, he began reading. 'Becoming an Animagus is extremely difficult, and the transformation can go horribly wrong. Animagi can assume only one animal form, and that form is not chosen by them. Rather, it reflects a witch or wizard's inner nature.' He then looked up at the spiderweb above him, his acromantula looking down on him. "..Hm." He looked back to the book, continuing to read. 'While in animal form, Animagi retain all sensory perception and cognition; however, their mental capabilities and feelings are lessened when transformed, becoming more like the animal. Thus, an animagus when transformed becomes the animal whose form is taken, but with the added advantage of retaining some human qualities.' Drith blinked, looking at the next line and underlining it. That being he was planning on keeping the book. 'All Animagi are required to register themselves with the Ministry of Magic.' He laughed to himself, shaking his head and continuing to read again. 'Another wizard or witch can use his/her wand to force an Animagus to transform back to human form, producing a flash of blue-white light in the process. This may be the Homorphrus Charm, used to force Animagi, and werewolves alike back into their original form.' Drith grinned at this, finding yet another challenging Charm to find, and master. Drith sighed, having spent a total of ten hours just looking for the book, and only just now getting the chance of reading it. "I can only hope this book has what I want to learn in it.." Drith snapped the book closed, slipping it away in his bag and then standing, running out of the Entrance Hall to his next class.

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Life is at best a dream and at worst a nightmare from which you cannot escape.
- Mysterious Stranger Manuscripts

Lucian Vent - Living, Expelled, Location Unknown

Jacob Green - Living, Seventh Year, Hufflepuff

Rurian Blackwing - Living, Seventh Year, Slytherin

Cameron Slaine - Living, Second Year, Gryffindor

Drith, having already washed himself of the blood, and spattered brains from Christopher's suicide. Walked into the changing room of the boy's empty bathroom. Taking off the towel he had wrapped around himself. He slipped his clothes on, then stared himself in his eyes in the mirror, sighing.

"Is this what it's come down to?.." He asked himself. Not expecting an answer but simply continuing. "Suicides.. Heh.. I guess thats what it's going to be from now on. -If- I live from this.. Curse." Shaking his head, he sighed. "Since I'm doing it for the right reason.. Then so be it." Drith turned, slipping his wet towel into his bag and then exiting the changing room. Eying the ceiling as he walked out of the bathroom.

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Life is at best a dream and at worst a nightmare from which you cannot escape.
- Mysterious Stranger Manuscripts

Lucian Vent - Living, Expelled, Location Unknown

Jacob Green - Living, Seventh Year, Hufflepuff

Rurian Blackwing - Living, Seventh Year, Slytherin

Cameron Slaine - Living, Second Year, Gryffindor

Drith quickly ran across the Dragon's Den. Dodging each dragon's fire breath in turn. Running into a corner, the dragons surrounded him, staring him down ready to rip him apart. The four dragons seemed to each blow their fiery death down onto Drith all at once. Drith quickly waved in a complex motion. His wand, turning the fire into simple ice shards. Waving his wand again, a magic barrier came up in front of him, shattering the shards as they hit it. Each Dragon attempted to then charge into him. Drith quickly then waved his wand saying. "Accio firebolt!" His firebolt, which had been sitting just outside leaning on the side of the wave which is where he had left it just in case, came to his side quickly. Drith jumped on it, flying away as his barrier had kept the dragons at bay for a moment. Flying between two of the dragon's, he turned, waving his wand to the dragon to his left neck. "Reducto!" He yelled, a black stream of light shot out of his wand, slamming into the dragon's neck, blowing major large hole in it. The dragon roared in pain, falling over and dieing. The other three hissed and snarled. Flying after Drith through the cave. Drith quickly turned with his broom, flying in the direction of the Dragon's. As he flew passed, one of the dragon's attempted to blow fire at him again, though he used the same technique with his wand to freeze it. Quickly dodging both dragon's close attempts to snap at him with their large jaws. As he flew passed the fourth dragon, he waved his wand yelling. "Reducto!" The same thing happened, only the dragon's head came off cleanly, the rest of the Dragon's body falling to the ground. Swirling around, he waved his wand to the first dragon's head. It's head nearly coming off aswell. As the first dragon fell, Drith turned around again, heading straight up and out of the cave. The second dragon following him quickly. The dragon was closing in fast, Drith quickly turned his broom around. As Drith did this, the dragon was almost right behind him. As Drith saw the dragon opening it's mouth to swallow him whole, he waved his wand on himself, his barrier swirling around him in a globe, he kicked away from his broom so that it would fall. The dragon bit into the globe, though not piercing it. Drith held up his wand, almost scared. The dragon had a hard time chewing on the globe, as if it was impossible, something new for the dragon. Drith preformed the same spell he did to defeat the other three. "..Reducto!" The dragon's head blew up, and Drith jumped out. Falling through the air quickly, he waved his wand. "Accio firebolt!" Yet another firebolt came to him, the one that he had kicked away. Drith quickly grabbed onto it, pulling it up just in time before he hit the ground. Letting out a relieved sigh, he looked at the dragon's body that had fallen next him, laughing. "..Heh, not even dragons can stop me." Drith wiped away the remaining dragon's blood, flying off.

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Life is at best a dream and at worst a nightmare from which you cannot escape.
- Mysterious Stranger Manuscripts

Lucian Vent - Living, Expelled, Location Unknown

Jacob Green - Living, Seventh Year, Hufflepuff

Rurian Blackwing - Living, Seventh Year, Slytherin

Cameron Slaine - Living, Second Year, Gryffindor

Drith walked down the hall to his dormitory room. Turning sideways, he entered, slamming the door harshly. Walking to his mirror, he stared at himself. Tears ran down his cheeks as he thought to himself. 'Why?.. Why am I going through this.. It's changeing me.. It can't be the real me.. Whats doing this?..' Drith then looked up from the dressor, his red eyes flashing for a momment before he saw in the mirror, not himself, but the man that had imperiod him.

Drith yelled in rage, slamming his fist into the mirror, cracking it. The shards of broken mirror went into his fist, causeing it to bleed. Drith didn't wince, nore cry out. He only breathed in deep, then walked to his bed. Sitting down, he held his head. Drops of blood dripping onto his bedsheets and robes. He thought to himself further. 'I'll kill him.. I will have my vengence..' Drith then let go of his head, realiseing what had been changing him. The wish for vengence, and to kill someone had changed him. His only wish, was that it was for the better. Though he knew that this was a false hope.

Falling over onto his bed, he fell asleep. The dragon training he had done earlier, overwhelming him. 'Drith, Drith, Drith..' The man's voice echoed inside his head, his deep laugh haunting him. Waking up, sweating. He looked around for the man quickly in alarm. Nothing but the cool breeze from his open window could be felt. The man's pressence not being there at all. Drith then layed back down, rubbing his eyes. He then stood up, slipping on his shoes. Which he had slept in his regular clothes. He walked towards his door, unlocking it, then opening it and walking out.

As he walked down the hall, the overwhelming feeling hit him. He loved Nevaeh, but he let her go just because he was afraid. Fear, had kept him from what he wanted, and it was his fault. Sorrow filled his heart as he knew that she would probably never love him as she did, again. Drith then said allowed, without careing if anyone would hear. "Maybe Priggo was right." He stopped for a momment, sighing. "Maybe I am a blubbering idiot."

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Life is at best a dream and at worst a nightmare from which you cannot escape.
- Mysterious Stranger Manuscripts

Lucian Vent - Living, Expelled, Location Unknown

Jacob Green - Living, Seventh Year, Hufflepuff

Rurian Blackwing - Living, Seventh Year, Slytherin

Cameron Slaine - Living, Second Year, Gryffindor

(( Excuse any typos I fail to correct, I'm typing on a labtop at my friend's house. ))

Sitting on his bed inside his room. Drith refolded the letter from Nevaeh, setting it down onto a spot beside him on the bed. Sighing, he layed back. 'What is she doing?..' He rolled on the bed, his eyes wide open, failing to get any sleep. 'Is she alright?..' Drith rolled on the bed again, facing towards the ceiling and rubbing his eyes. 'I miss her..' He folded his arms behind his head, sighing and staring at the ceiling.

The soft breeze from his window sent a chill down his spine. Shuddering, he sighed. Not thinking about her made him more restless. Trying not to think about her was like killing himself. The only person, the only woman on his mind right now was Nevaeh. As was she always. Finaly, simply getting too tired of just laying there. He stood up, walking towards his desk. Sitting down, he dipped his quill in his ink. Stareing at the blank parchment before him. Closing his eyes like he always did when he needed to think, he asked himself. 'What do you truely want to write?..'

Starting to write, he thought about Nevaeh. About what they did together, how they fell in love, even about to him how beautiful she looked even when she didn't try.

Nevaeh,

They say all the love that history knows is hidden inside every rose. Yet all that could be found in two, is less then what I feel for you.

The love that I have for you seemingly can only be expressed through poetry, for that, if at all, is it's only match in words. So in this short poem, I want you to think. To think not of everything thats happened, but our future together. Know that I'll always love you, and that nothing will change that.

Forever and Always,

-Drith

Folding the parchment into two, he walked over to his owl, opening the cage. Handing the parchment to his rather, fat, black, owl. He whispered to it. "Bring this to Nevaeh." The owl hesitantly took off, looking as if he would rather sleep then fly.

Drith layed back down on his bed, sighing. Finaly, he could go to sleep in peace. Though he knew he would probably only dream and worry about Nevaeh.

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Life is at best a dream and at worst a nightmare from which you cannot escape.
- Mysterious Stranger Manuscripts

Lucian Vent - Living, Expelled, Location Unknown

Jacob Green - Living, Seventh Year, Hufflepuff

Rurian Blackwing - Living, Seventh Year, Slytherin

Cameron Slaine - Living, Second Year, Gryffindor