I get ready for bed after along day. How could Professor McGonagall do that? Can you get more time from a charm?
I lay in bed, scared of what I could do while I'm sleeping. Kill, Murder, Slaughter, Steal, Kidnap. All those things I'm capable of while I sleep. If Voldemort is controlling me, then who or what would be his next target?
I fell asleep.
I was walking down the corridor, calmly. Holding a silence I break the infusing mist.
"Come out, come out where ever you are." I yell. My echo shadowing my voice briskly. I was fired a curse. I missed it by inches.
"Ha. Now that's like it." This guy thought duel, I thought for the kill of it. I stepped forward so he knew where I was.
"EXPELLIARMUS!" He shouted, giving away his position. I jumped away, so I could miss. I through a charm.
"Stupefy." I said, he wasn't wexpecting this. It hit it in the jar.
"Ha." I said. And another on down, another one bites the dust. I got out a knife.
I gripped the knife carefully.
Wake up now.
I stabbed his brain. Blood trickling down his face. Seamus's. I ran back to the common room.
"Password?" The fat lady asked.
"Lolly chow." I said. I enter the common room, feeling jacked up. I got to the boy's dormitry's. Hid my face, as I got into bed.
I woke up.
I did it.
I did it again. Me. Why couldn't I have woken up when I was telling my brain to? I hate it.
By the way:
When he goes into the where he is when he is sleeping, it's like he's going back to where he started. And that's why Ron wake's up.
TJ l 121