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[Kiara Johnson]

I'm not sue what it is....it's some kind of metal, but I can't...make...out *her speach is getting more labored as her choker is hurting her badly now, still, she doesn't look away*  I can't take my eyes off...

[_Lavender_]

*she sees the chocker and she gets up, closing her mouth on the bag and taking it away, letting Kiara regain her sences**turns into herself finally and sighs in relief when she does**opens hte flap of the bag and gasps in surprise...*

[Kiara Johnson]

*Puts her hand up to her chokerand gives Lav an apreciative look Then steps over to Snapes still sleeping form and kicks him for olding somthing from her fathers room, although,m how he managed to get hold of it, she'll probably never know*

[_Lavender_]

*looks at Kiara nervously* what do we do with it...

[Kiara Johnson]

Close the bag and give it to me, I'll put it back....*Looks a little nervouse about going back up there to his secreat room but can't think of anything better to do to keep it from others hands*  And shat ever you do...DON"T TOUCH IT!

[_Lavender_]

*nods, then closes the bag, and hands it to Kiara* come on, we need tom get it back there before snape wakes up...I`ll wait outside the door for you.

[~ Ella]

*Ella layed in a hospital bed as the crimson blood literally flowed out of her. Her eyes were still closed and her breath sharp and uneven. The knife she had used was imune to healing powers, little had her friends known...

Pomphrey was also having great difficulty finding something to give the girl as nothing was working. Eventually she called in Dumbledore, telling him the story of how Ella got here and what her friends said. "This was no accident" Pomphrey said with a worried voice, a tissue held up to her watery eyes.

Dumbledore rested his hand on Ella's head and took energy of his own, transfering it into her. This would keep her alive for a few more hours at least. In that time, something had to be done, the cure had to be found. The problem was, only Ella knew the cure because she had made the cursed blade...

The pain was focused on Ella and Ella only, Kiara had been affected with the wound a few moments after Ella stabbed herself. But after about an hour it had all gone back to Ella, Kiara's wound had healed, even if she still felt Ella's inside pain.

Ella's skin was clammy and Pomphrey tried ever so hard to cool her down with a cool flannel, but it was as if fire was burning up inside of her. "What shall we do Professor?!" she asked Dumbledore fearfully. "I hate to admit it Madam Pomphrey, but, I don't quite know..." Dumbledore helplessly stood there, staring at Ella. He knew this had something to do with Ella finding her mother, he knew now that he should have told her. But had he left it too late?...*

[_Lavender_]

*suddenly starts to feel sick, and undrerstands**after hands Kiara the bag, starts running to the casle, yelling over her shoulder* I`ll meet you guys later!! *runs straight to the hospital wing and throws oopen the door loudly, running to her friends side, ignoring the comments from Promfrey and Dumbledore to be quiet...*

[Fawkes]

*looks at kiara* so whatever is in the bag is supposed to be for volde0rt?

[Sabastian]

*Apears in the hospital wing, next to Ella's bed, his sudden apearance sartling thise around him.  He then looks at Dumbledore then Pomfrey and then back to Ella, his expresion grave and angry.  THen, with out a word he lays a hand on Ella, and it sinks in to her, then suddenly, his whole self is gone.  Ella's wound, although open stops bleeding and her temp begins to go down.  Sebastian is no where to be found and will never be seen again until Ella is healed....he has given his body to her and keeps her alive, but only just.  She will never be truely alive until the right cure is found.*

~Ella, I knwo your in here, speek to me, I need to know what to do....If you seek to destroy your self, I'm going with you.  I refuse to live with out you.  I will stay here, keeping us both alive for all eternity if I have to.~~

[_Lavender_]

*sees this and goes suddenly quiet, watching Ella*

[Kiara Johnson]

*Walks slowly towards the door in the West tower, no longer having support, she reaches out to open the door when it opens up for her freely.  She steps in and the door closes behind her.  She takes the bag and opens it again, not knowing what she's doing any lov=nger, and takes the golden idol out, holding it in her hands, turning it slowly, staring at it...her eyes now taking on, once again the red glow of her fathers.  Kiara walks over to the corner of the room and sits, holding the golden idol of Voldem0rt in her hands, a smile spreads across her face.  The school shudders as yet another defence Dumbledore has put up dissapears from the castle.  Kiara sleeps now, her dreams filled with images of the Shadow and her friends both mising together in an endless drone never stoping, twining together until there is no more images of friends, just her father and herself, walking through a deserted castle, bodies lying every where, not a living person stirs, only The Dark Lord and his Shadow...*

[_Lavender_]

*she reaches out to Kiara, but finds she can`t find her**turns to everyone in the room and suddenly speaks, breaking the dead sience* How do we get Kiara out of the room? How do we find a cure for Ellz?

[Kiara Johnson]

*Eyes closed, she begins to speek, talking to who?  Only she knows...*

You've put up with a lot, my dear
You've stayed through thick and thin
And so a special trip I've planned
Someplace we've never been
It's nice and warm, a steamy place
Where we can cast a spell
Of true romance ... no, it's not France
I'm taking you to Hell


*Then as she begins to stand, the castle once again shudders then the whole castle is plunged into darkness and Kiara walks from the room and the door shuts once again behind her.  Those whitnessing her walk along the darkened hall, see the flames from her cloak, licking the sir and dancing like ballerina's in a play.  HEr hair flying behind her,m she heads for the hospital wing, saying over and over again..*

You've put up with a lot, my dear
You've stayed through thick and thin
And so a special trip I've planned
Someplace we've never been
It's nice and warm, a steamy place
Where we can cast a spell
Of true romance ... no, it's not France
I'm taking you to Hell

[Sabastian]

*Whispers once again to Ella, inside her head*

~She's coming, help us Ella, help us fight her, she comes for us, we're going with her and if you don't help us, we'll be forever in the place I hide form you, we'll be in hell..~~~