KaielLion

Screams rendered through the air of the for once quiet castle dungeons. Not any scream of fright or terror, horror or pleasure....but screams of torture. Like someone's soul being ripped out from them, it was a mindless scream. A terrible scream that made a group of girls who were already cowering together, stiffen with more fear and worry. They knew that scream, they knew the person who's voice was pleading and begging them to stop. It was Kaelynn Ross Rickten, the girl who tried to protect them again and again against their assailants. And each time, they heard her screams resounding in the dungeons. Two eyes closed as if in hope of blocki

Wiping the mascara from her face before it could leave track marks, Kreslyn looks in the bathroom mirror one more time and curses Draco Malfoy for putting her in this type of position. “I am not some weakling, crying over some boy. I am Kreslyn Leann Donevan, pureblood Slytherin. A 5th year prefect, what reason do I have to cry over some stupid boy.” She spat at her image before gasping as someone clears their throat from behind her. Seeing it was her older brother Gabriel, she lets out a gusty sigh of relief. “It’s just you….” Gabriel smiles slightly before clearing his throat again as he walks towards hi