Dying Inside ((anyone))

[Fiona O'Reilly S5]

Fiona sits with her legs folded up to her chest in one of the black leather chairs that line the Slytherin common room. She is wearing her latest black pants with a black long sleeve t-shirt. Her left hand holds the black pearl that dangles from a silver chain around her neck, while her right arm is wrapped around her legs. Her red hair hangs down and hides her face, making the tears that streak her face invisible to the others in the common room. ?Everything seems to be getting out of hand lately. My school work, dueling with Blackfire, and now my aunt and uncle. Why can?t things just work out once,? Fiona thinks to herself. She is tired of this life of lies and chaos. She wants nothing more than to be with her parents again. However, she knows that this will never happen. Fiona takes her wand and points it at a vase and says ?Wingardium Leviosa.? The vase begins to levitate. As soon as it is high enough Fiona with draws the spell. The vase crashes to the ground. ?Reparo,? Fiona says. The vase magically repairs and Fiona repeats the cycle.

As Fiona watches the vase break and the repair she begins to feel a little better about her life. She stops the cycle of spells and sets the vase back in it?s proper place. She stands and begins to pace the room. Those who were in the room left a while ago. Fiona stops her pacing and looks down at her family ring. She is the last of the O?Reilly?s. Fiona face begins to contort as she tries to keep the tears from surfacing. It has been a rough week for her and what with her parents being dead things were just affecting her in the worst ways possible. Fiona sits back down in her chair as she drops her head into her hands. She can feel the moisture from the tears hit her hands, but she doesn?t care right now. She just wants to be left alone and to think about everything that has been happening to her.

Fiona feels like her very soul is dying. Her heart hurts from the pain of her surroundings. She is crying inside as her soul slowly leaves her body. Fiona wants to die. She wants to leave behind the pain and suffering and see her parents again. If only she could die. Fiona cries harder as these thoughts bombard her brain. She doesn't know what to do anymore. Everything seems to be a 1000 kilometers away from her. Nothing is within her control or grasp. The tears slowly stop falling as her body begins to feel numb. She doesn't know how long she has been sitting here crying. She feels like her soul is gone, for the pain that was plaguing her is gone. It is replaced with apathy. It is replaced with hatred.

[aryasillhouette]

Arya had been in the dorm room trying to prepare herself for having to deal with the mudbloods and halfbloods that she had to share her classes with. It's not like I have to live with them. I have to make myself tolerate them just for a little while. I can not insult them while in the presence of a professor, or prefect. These were things that Arya had to remind herself before every class. She was at peace the most when she had tortured someone for their insolence.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she made sure that no one would ever tell by looking that having to tolerate those disgraces made her sick. Arya stuck to her belief that a wizard or witch should be dignified, and not show their feelings. While checking her reflection one last time to make sure she looked as good as she possibly could, Arya heard something crashing in the common room. Running out of the dorm to see who would be destroying something in the Slytherin Common Room, she saw a young girl that she recognized as Fiona O'Reilly levitating a vase, dropping it and then repairing it, only to repeat the actions again.

Wondering what the fourth year thought she was doing, Arya walked over to her. Noticing that the girl's feelings were obviously showing, Arya couldn't help herself. "What is wrong with you? Let me guess, something has went terribly wrong in your life, and instead of taking it out on others, you would rather sit here and act like one of those disgusting Gryffindor babies and cry about it. Am I right?" Arya realized she was being mean, but it was just the way she was. She couldn't help it. It was her nature. It bothered her more than anyone to know for her to see someone from Slytherin acting like they belonged in Gryffindor, or one of the other houses.

[Fiona O'Reilly S5]

Fiona heard the voice of the student before she noticed they were there. Her posture changed and her eyes narrowed at the words. She turned to look at the girl standing near her. The girl was obviously a wealthy pureblood who probably hadn't done a hard days work in her life. Of course Fiona couldn't complain, she hadn't worked either. However, that was not the point. The common room had been emptied earlier, it wasn't like Fiona knew that someone would come out and see her. Besides who did this girl think she was? Talking to an O'Reilly like that. It didn't matter if the girl was older than her, it was her name that mattered. No one would have dared insult an O'Reilly in the past. Fiona just had to face the facts, she was not her parents, and she was not feared. Fiona pushed the thoughts to the back of her mind as she continued to stare at the girl for a few moments in silence.

"Obviously, you have never been through great pain and attacking other people right now will get me in even more trouble, not that you care, but I would not like to get expelled from Hogwarts. I would like to live up to my potential and then take out my vengeance when I graduate. Obviously my head is more on my shoulders than yours, of course what can you expect from a Do'Urden. My parents told me about your so called pureblood family. At least it's good to see you haven't taken after them or is it only for show that you torture other students?" Fiona asked with venom. She didn't care who this girl thought she was. It was rude to interrupt someone during their search to find themselves. Fiona was on the search to push past the things that had been plaguing her for the last couple months.

Fiona looked at the girl and then turned back to the vase starting her cycle over. She was interested in seeing if it would annoy the older girl. Fiona like pushing peoples buttons, she felt it gave her control over them. She also felt it showed exactly who they were. Her philosophy in life was: "Live with a man forty years. Share his house, his meals, speak on every subject. Then tie him up and hold him over the volcano's edge, and on that day, you will finally meet the man." It is only after you torture someone and push their buttons that you will finally find out who they truly are. If only Fiona could do that now, but she was younger and she didn't want to get in anymore trouble. She already had a prefect get so angry at her that she was afraid she was going to get cursed. She was going to have to earn back those points she lost somehow. Which meant participating in class. As long as it wasn't stupid she would be able to handle that. Fiona realized her attention had been taken away from the vase as well as the girl. She repaired the vase and started the cycle again as she looked over at the girl who was still standing by her.