* - - lost in thought only to be attacked (chun)

[AUBREY LYNN MCNEAL]

Normally Aubrey didn’t wander the corridors early in the morning, she was usually in bed. Well unless of course she had prefect duties, but today she didn’t. She was spending the time to think, think of recent events that had happened such as the Masquerade ball where she had kissed her friend Frank Longbottom; she blushed as she pressed her fingers to her lips. He was the last person that she had kissed, seeing as shortly afterwards she ended up breaking up with Scorpius and no it wasn’t due to the kiss with Frank as Scorpius knew nothing about the kiss. She knew their break-up was coming; they were trying too hard to avoid it and why was that? Perhaps that despite the fact that they were falling apart, they still cared deeply for each other. She had a feeling she would always care deeply for Scorpius no matter who they ended up with in the end. But lately she felt like she hadn’t been getting a whole lot of time with him like they used to. Yes he was a champion in the Hogwarts Tournament, but the thing was, she wanted so bad to be around the person she was dating and with feeling like she wasn’t given as much attention as she wanted, she begun to fall out of love. Hopefully Scorpius wouldn’t hate her for it, she would always love and care for Scorpius, just not in the way as in getting married in the future, more like a brother and sister relationship now.

The young blond Gryffindor sighed softly as she walked down the sixth floor corridor. What was she to make of this kiss with Frank now? She had done the only thing she could do at the time and that was run off without a word once their masks were removed. She had known Frank since her first year, the two had always been close but she never thought of him that way. But now she was wondering if deep down inside she always knew she had feelings for him yet they never surfaced as she fell for Scorpius Malfoy instead. It was like she was running away from the fact that she truly did belong with Frank, but it was a bit weird being that the two of them had been friends since her first year and he had always looked out for her. That made it seem to her that they were more like a brother and sister type of relationship, but perhaps it was because she had known Frank for so long and had only known Scorpius for a short while, like really know him not just catch fleeting glances of him at The Hovel or in the hallway or in Diagon Alley. Perhaps because she had only seen him she gained her crush because of good looks and then grew to like him more when she finally really met him that fateful day they were on prefect duties together.

Surprising as the young prefect walked the corridor she didn’t run into anything despite her mind being elsewhere. But that also meant she didn’t notice anyone who walked by her. Surely if her best friend Rose tried to get her attention even, it would take a bit as young Aubrey was lost in her own little world of boys at the moment trying to figure out what she must do next. She knew that she couldn’t avoid Frank forever after all. After a kiss like that, she knew she’d have to face up to him again.

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((Sorry about how long it took!))

Whatever her target had been thinking about at the moment, it seemed to have fully captured her attention. Chun supposed she should be happy about this development, still keeping a fair amount of distance away from Aubrey in case the gryffindor happened to turn around. She had spent the beginning part of her trailing just idly wondering what had possessed the girl's mind so completely. However, after several minutes of just grasping at straws, the slytherin girl resolved in just keeping her steps quiet for the moment. McNeal was someone she really only knew by name, and if everything went according to plan, would remain that way.

Thankfully, her job had been made easier by the early morning hours. She had been familiar with the emptiness at the school during this hour, and while Chun usually spent this time outside, she was more than happy to be responsible for the attack this time. She could admit to be a little envious of Jacob pulling the big surprise at the goblet of fire ceremony-- at first anyway. She had plenty of good news that had made her own tasks worth it. Mostly, it was just missing the general terrorizing of those weaker than her. Sure, she did when she had the chance, but schoolwork and keeping the dark lady satisfied ate up a quite a bit of her time. What was left was delegated to quidditch practice and her more normal hobbies. Considering the plans being laid out, the slytherin idly wondered if they would still have the same effect. In the end, she was still achieving the same goal, ultimately coming on top from those much weaker than her. The Dark Knights already provided her with validation and a means for her hatred. This was a step of course, one to satisfy some boredom with the usual monotony. Olivia was always good at doing that.

Her stomach growled a bit. Oh, Chun was hungrier than she thought. She was thankful her target was nearing a classroom she was certain to be empty for the time they needed for their assorted business. She would have to get this done quickly so she could get a bite to eat. The slytherin glanced around to be sure that they were alone before carefully approaching the gryffindor, making sure her steps were quiet as she pulled her wand out of her pocket. It hadn't taken long before she was right behind the prefect, pressing the wand against the back of her neck. ”Don't try to turn around and stay quiet,” the Chinese girl ordered with a clear, harsh tone. ”You are to do exactly as I say. There is a classroom two doors down to your right. Go there.”

[AUBREY LYNN MCNEAL]

Aubrey froze as she felt the something get pressed up against her neck. “ Don't try to turn around and stay quiet,” she gulped lightly and knew that whoever it was behind her, meant business. What if what happened to Hugo wasn’t a fluke? Was there really someone out there to get the other students and was she next. “ You are to do exactly as I say. There is a classroom two doors down to your right. Go there.” she nodded lightly before she slowly begun to move her feet in the direction of the classroom that the girl mentioned. She swore that she reconized the voice, yet for some reason she couldn’t seem to pinpoint who it was behind her and she was too scared to turn around and see who it was. Nor could she ask in fear that something worse would happen if she made a sound.

The classroom they had entered was emptied and dark as no candles were lit and she was pretty sure it was one of the many unused classrooms in the school. Now even if she did have a chance to turn around she wouldn’t really be able to see who it was that brought her into the classroom. Or maybe this was just a joke, but if it was wouldn’t she had been able to recognize the voice easily if it was someone she knew? The only person she could really see pulling a joke on her was James and she was pretty sure that the voice didn’t belong to James unless he was using a spell to disguise it.

[CHUN CUAN AU-YONG]

She was cooperative. This was good. Chun certainly didn't want to make a fuss so early in the morning, even if it was unlikely that anyone would hear them. She couldn't afford to bring attention to any of Olivia's plans beyond what she desired. Though she would be quick to take the blame of both Weasley's and McNeal's attacks should she be caught, it was far from what they wanted. They couldn't afford to lose any of their true allies here (not including pawns such as Sanguini of course). There was also the possibility that someone higher up might think that there's more to it than it seemed, and pull off more unsavory tactics. The slytherin would never want to be a liability for the Dark Knights, and was willing to pull off what she could to ensure that.

With that in mind, she found it moderately disturbing that, just for a moment, she wondered what would be the quickest way to suicide should staff or the ministry cornered her ever. Sure, she wasn't the cheeriest person around, but that was just too dark of a thought. She needed to have more confidence in herself and the others in getting the job done to avoid such an action. She was probably going to hell anyway though. Ah well. She placed that to the back of her mind once she realized that McNeal was cooperating, moving toward the classroom carefully. The entire time she kept looking toward the empty hallway, making sure that they would remain alone during the entire duration of the attack.

As they stepped into the dark classroom, she quietly closed the door with her foot, moving closer toward Aubrey. ”Do you have your wand on you?” she asked gruffly before beginning to pat down the gryffindor-- carefully. She couldn't help feeling slightly embarrassed by it, making a point to not be too touchy with the action. Just enough to know if there was a wand or a weapon there.

[AUBREY LYNN MCNEAL]

Aubrey swore that anyone passing by could hear the beat of her heart as it raced in fear. What was going on and why in the world was she being held at wand point? She tried to listen to see if anyone was coming and could perhaps save her before whatever happens next, happens. But her heart was pounding too hard for her to hear anything, plus she was pretty sure no one was coming. Why would someone hold her at wand point without making sure no one would interrupt them? So it seemed that Aubrey would not be saved anytime soon.

“Do you have your wand on you?” she heard the young female ask. Did Aubrey have her wand on her? Of course she did, seeing as she was a witch so why would she leave her wand back up in the common room? And why didn’t she think to gran it out of her cloak and use it on the girl? Because she was in the state of fear and couldn’t quite think straight of course. “Y-yes…

[/color]” she managed to squeak out as the girl begun to pat her down. The place was too dark for her to properly tell who it was, she knew she had heard the voice somewhere before, but she couldn’t put a face to the voice.

She knew it wouldn’t be long for the girl to find her wand in her cloak pocket. She just hoped that the girl wouldn’t break her wand… She really did love her wand very much it was one of her most treasure items. “W-what… do you want?[/color]” she asked quietly hoping that perhaps the she would tell her, but of course that was highly unlikely.
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[CHUN CUAN AU-YONG]

McNeal was nervous, understandably so. If Chun gave herself time to think about it, she would be god awful nervous too. There were far too many things that could go wrong while she was performing her duty, and that would land her into far more trouble than typical... shenanigans. She had been a good student this year though, for the most part. It was so much easier to get away with things when teachers were just figuring you were doing nothing. Sure, being brazen was fun, but it also put a target on her back. Such a fact would only hinder their plans.

Her frown twitched when she heard that the gryffindor had her wand on her. She wasn't all that surprised to hear it, and she appreciate the honesty in a sort of morbid way. At least the prefect was willing to facilitate the process as well, even if she wasn't entirely sure what was going on. It had only taken a moment afterward to find it, sliding it a bit awkwardly out of her cloak pocket. "I'll just keep this for now," Chun muttered as she pocketed the wand. She intended to return it once she was finished with the attack, to avoid being pointed for the assault. Hmm, or she could give it to Sanguini, but that would probably make the parsletongue too suspicious of her. They were already on shaky ground with one another it seemed.

As she heard McNeal, the slytherin managed something of a smirk. She wasn't supposed to remember most of this, so she figured it wouldn't hurt in answering this. "What I want is simple," she spoke quiet, but with a clear thread underlying it, "You stay quiet, and this will end quickly for you. You might even get your wand back if I feel like it." It was simple enough, and she knew McNeal would likely figure out pretty quickly just what was going to happen. She pointed her wand over to the gryffindor, calling out, "Locomotor Mortis."

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[AUBREY LYNN MCNEAL]

“I'll just keep this for now,” Aubrey gulped, half wishing she knew how to cast spells without her wand in her hand, perhaps that would be something she could learn in the future. She felt the girl, at least it sounded like a girl, who knew a guy could be disguising his voice for all she knew, pull her wand out of her pocket. Her only source of protection, gone. Why couldn’t someone just happen to walk down the corridor and spot the two of them? But Aubrey had a feeling that she wasn’t going to be getting lucky any time soon…

“ What I want is simple. You stay quiet, and this will end quickly for you. You might even get your wand back if I feel like it,” Aubrey nodded, closing her eyes cause really she didn’t want to see what was coming next, despite the fact that the room was already dark she still felt as if she needed to close her eyes as well, maybe, maybe it wouldn’t be as bad. “Locomotor Mortis.” she heard the spell just as it hit her legs, causing them to buckle together as she fell forward, she managed to turn her face in time so that she didn’t land flat on her face, she honestly didn’t want her nose to break. “Ump..[/color]” the young blond groaned as her cheek hit the floor of the room, she was pretty sure she would get a bruise from that.

[CHUN CUAN AU-YONG]

… It was kinda of pathetic really. Of course, Chun had bullied plenty of people before. For her, the concept came as quickly as her house pride—certainly something that was beyond moral considerations. There was a little bit of fight though with her usual though, at least a bit of a challenge. McNeal was just quietly going along with it, as she had asked. It felt a little weird seeing her on the floor like that. Everything seemed a bit… dull if she was honest to herself.

It didn’t mean she was going to let the Gryffindor go, of course. Olivia’s plans were much too important to risk McNeal escaping just for a little added challenge. She was fairly sure her girlfriend would murder her for it, and she wasn’t sure if she meant figuratively on that. There really wasn’t much she could do if that gigantic snake was sent after her, other than pray it didn’t decide to eat her. At most, her size probably just equated to a snack.

The slytherin paused for a moment, considering on what to do next. She didn’t really want to kill her or anything. She considered using crucio for a second, but the Chinese girl honestly couldn’t find a way to explain that if someone happened to walk in for a moment. With a shrug, she swished her wand for a moment, muttering, ”Incendio.” Nice and simple. Fire was always a good starter.

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