Nightmare come true...(shay)

[Zakaria Hayden Stargazer]

Zakaria sat in a chair silently waiting for her to arrive...he needed someone to talk to...someone to help him make since of everything that had happened since getting Zayden in the school for the next school year. He put his head in his hands and sighed deeply into them...not that it helped relieve any stress...he couldn't breath so the sigh was of no benefit to him.

He looked at the letter from the Ministry that had been delivered...talking about blood purity and shit...he stared at Jayden's name...his old friend. One of his best friends...the only reason he had came to Durmstrang over all the other schools...in disbelief...Jayden was suppose to be dead...Bella told him that she had killed him...he had been dead for several months...yet here was his name...his signature in front of him...what the hell was going on?

He sighed and took a deep useless breath....he had gotten Zayden into school early...well sorta...but pushed up to the third year...it was a father's dream come true...yet something so terrible had happened that he was left in wonder at why it had come to be so easy...Zayden had been bitten...they would never live eternity together...Zayden was a werewolf...

[Shaylyn Menki]

It seemed like it had been such a long time since Shay had seen Zakaria. Sure she had seen him at school and she even took his class, but that didn’t change anything. They hadn’t spent much time together alone in what seemed like an eternity. So when he asked her to come see him at home, she was so glad to hear from him, but he sounded like something was wrong. This was going to be some lovey-dovey meeting that they usually had, and she didn’t mind that at all. He of course knew that if he needed to talk she was always there to listen.

It didn’t take her very long to get to Stargazer Manor, although the place where it was located gave her the creeps. It was full of dark arts dealers and places that just seemed like all together bad news. Sure she should be used to all that sort of stuff by now, but she knew that she would never get used it; it was just part of who she was. Flattening down her skirt quickly, she knocked on the door and waited.


((Sorry for such a crappy post...it'll get better))