Hey guys and girls! For those of you who have read this before and are wondering why I've posted it again, my story was deleted because I stupidly left my Portkey account page open and left the computer running. In comes my brother and thinks it would be funny to delete my story. Hilarious. I was not happy! But never mind, I suppose it gives me a chance to change some things that I wasn't happy with. So here's the revised version. Enjoy!
And please review, and tell me what you think because I love hearing from you!
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Elizabella
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Prologue
The shrouded figure crossed the courtyard silently, invisibly, and came to a stop in front of the sprawling manor silhouetted against the setting sun. She glanced down and seeing her shadow - the only visible part of her - moved out of the light, becoming one with the shadows of the manor.
A sinister smile played her lips, and she quickly ascended the worn stone steps leading to the great oak front doors. As her feet reached the top stair the hair on the back of her neck stirred and she felt the air around her almost crackle with tension. She immediately knew she was not alone.
Instinctively she turned, dropping into her duelling stance as she spun to face her assailant. She scanned the ground ahead of her.
Empty.
She had expected as much, he always did like to sneak around under that cloak of his, as if it could protect him. She wanted to laugh. Nothing could protect him. Not from her. Predictably, she heard the shout: 'accio invisibility cloak!' and resisted the urge to laugh as no cloak flew into his suddenly visible outstretched hand. The handsome young man pulled off his own cloak, and stared around in confusion.
She grinned.
The now visible male swiftly approached the manor and hurried up the steps to where she was standing un-seen. She gracefully side-stepped and waited patiently as he magically opened the door to his house than no one else could enter uninvited. As soon as he entered, she nimbly stepped in after him and the heavy doors creaked shut behind.
Excellent.
She hissed his name into the silence. He spun around, eyes wide, stunning spells and curses flying from his wand. She dropped to the floor and grinned evilly as he continued to look confused, his large green eyes flicking around the room.
A hint of fear in the depths of his eyes.
He barked out 'accio cloak!' but again no cloak came at his call.
He was beginning to look afraid, his usually perfect features clouded with anxiety as he took in his seemingly empty surroundings.
She smiled.
She had different means of becoming invisible without the use of a pitiful cloak!
She easily dodged the shower of clumsy spells aimed at the sound of her laughter, and came to a stop behind him. She placed her midnight black wand at the side of his head, and whispered two words in his ear 'petrificus totalus!'
His wand clattered to the floor.
She twirled to face him, grinning evilly. As she allowed herself to be seen she raised her wand to point right between his eyes. She laughed at the look of shock on his face.
Soon, very soon, she would speak the words that would kill him, but first she wanted him to pay for his mistakes.
Her perfect lips curved into a cruel smile.
His screams as she tortured him would continue well into the night, but eventually she would grow bored.
A flash of green light.
A thud of a body falling to the floor.
Silence.
…the last thing Hector Rookwood saw before he died was her eyes…cunning, haunting, beautiful blue eyes…the eyes he knew so well…the eyes of his sister…
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