Bullied -Ester-

[VULCAN CEASER DARKE]

Vulcan groaned and pushed his glasses further up his straight nose. He glanced in the mirror, a habit of his. Just making sure that he looked alright. That he blended in, and that the birhtmark didn't show.

He chewed on his bottom lip and his read the work he'd sat here doing. It was late, too late to be sat in an empty classroom doing homework he'd only just got.

His neat handwriting was blurring into one big mess, and the soft candlight seemed harsh to his tired, drooping eyes. He sighed, blew out the candle, gathered up his stuff and walked out. It was colder than he expected, and he shivered slightly as he walked down the steps.

Vulcan shivered slightly again, all he could think of was the nice warm bed waiting for him in his dorm.

[ESTER VIOLA-MIDNIGHT HESTON]

Ester was walking down a deserted corridor, which led towards the courtyard. She hugged her books tighter to her as a sharp gust blew through. Then she heard footsteps, of a group of people, and sighed. She really couldn't be bothered with this tonight. They walked past, not giving her much notice. There was three of them, two girls and a boy. One of the girls looked back, glaring daggers at her.

"What?" Ester snapped harshly.

"Oh, nothing," The girl had a sick smile on her face. "Just looking at someone who shouldn't even be here." She threw her head back slightly, laughing.

Ester's eye narrowed. She hated people using her father as an excuse to get at her. What was the big deal with him being Muggle?

"I have every right to be here as you do." she snapped back, but this time the boy turned to her.

"No you don't, your just a filthy Muggle born." He sniggered.

That hurt Ester, deeply hurt her. She felt like running to her common room, and began walking again. She froze when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Get off me." she growled, feeling her anger rise.

"What going to do about Muggle girl?" The other girl said, taunting her.

Ester tried to shrug the hand off, but it gripped tighter.

"Get off me!" she said, her anger really shinning through.

"Ooh, she doesn't like that!" The male said, he was the one holding onto her. He spun her to face him, the slammed her into the stone wall. She cried out from that and as her books fell on floor. "What you gonna do now? No one's gonna save you." he hissed. She could hear the girl laughing. She brought her fist into his stomach, making him flinch a little, but it wouldn't do much. It just seem to make him more angry.

"I wouldn't of done that, if I were you." he chuckled, then brought his hand slamming into her face, where it made a loud 'slap'. Her head snapped to one side and she cried out again. The boy stood away from her, just staring, seeing what she was going to do.

[VULCAN CEASER DARKE]

Vulcan paused slightly in front of the staircase to the dungeons. Raised voices. He was certain of it. Coming from the Entrance Courtyard. Every fibre in his body told him to turn around and carry on, but he didn't. Instead, he ran towards the Courtyard.

The sight in front of him was appaling. A girl, a Fifth Year, was stood against the wall, her cheek bright red from a slap. A sly looking boy was stood nearby, aswell as two girls. Bullies. He could tell from their body language.

"Oi! Leave her alone!" Vulcan yelled, running towards them.

"Look here, the reject Darke has come to play hero!" called out one of the girls, in a mock baby-voice.

Vulcan took in a deep breath, trying to calm himself, but it was too late. The damage was done. He shivered slightly as his hair turned black, his eyes went darker and his skin became tanned. He grinned evily.

"You shouldn't of said that." he said, his voice sounding harsh and strange even to him.

He pulled out his wand, and before any of the others could re-act, sent a curse flying at the boy and then hexed one of the girls. He wasn't in control, yet in control at the same time. But it was too late for any reasonable thoughts, all he could see was red.

[ESTER VIOLA-MIDNIGHT HESTON]

The boy yelled out and let go of Ester, cursing violently about whatever the Darke guy had just thrown on him. She scooped up her books quickly, and looked up at one of the girls, who was taking off down the corridor so quickly.

"Thank you." She said shakily, then looked at the Boy. His hair had turned from blonde to black, his skin more tanned and his eye, they looked as black as Midnas, her owl.

He was grinning and that scared her too. The boy who had attacked her had recovered from whatever had happened and was taking out his own wand. The other girl didn't look to good, her eye's had gone black, but she was still blinking and moving normally, or what looked normal if you didn't look. She was twitching randomly.