I.F I go [C/R/A/Z/Y]{Zo,Nik,Lo}

[Logan Kings]

Aragog's clearing. Few people knew this about Logan Kings, but he was terrified of spiders. Call it a secret boggart if you will, because only Olivia Ryall knew anything about it. And for this reason, and this reason alone, Logan would never come here by his own free will.
But, that was another thing. Logan currently had no free will. It had happened in the Library. He had been studying, and got up to grab a book. Kings had never even made it that far, though, because Nikita Snape had been waiting for him. Her talent for Unforgivables was known far and wide, but Logan ad never expected to be on the other side of one. Particularily Imperio. In his nightmares it had always been Crucio. Always Crucio. But no one knew he had nightmares about the Death Eaters, either. Not even his girlfriend.
Nikita had forced him to write a letter to Zoey Abercrombie, and why he was unaware. She had him say that he needed to tell the Huffler something, something important, and that it needed to be a secret. He had to ask her to come meet him in the clearing, at midnight. Something that could be either called dangerous or romantic.
Even with Olivia in his thoughts, Logan still hoped the latter.
He was aware of Nikita off in the woods, controllling his every move, and she had him stand in the middle, his blue eyes searching the foliage without his command. He wanted to shout, but his mouth wouldn't make the correct movments, nor would his throat force up enough air to speak. He was terrified, but his face, of course, showed nothing.
He was completely under Miss Snape's controll.

[Nikita Snape]

Control. Power. Rankings. Blood. Death. Unforgiveables.

Those were the six things that Nikita was thinking about during this time of night. Nothing else seemed to cross her mind, except for these few things. Nikita's feet made a crackling sound as the leaves and twigs crushed underneath her feet. A mischievous smile was etched on her face as she made her way into the clearing in which Logan was standing precisely in the middle of, waiting for his 'instructions.' She walked to his side, her lips to his ear as she spoke in her demon voice.

"Ahh, hello Logan. It feels like it's been forever, eh? All you have to do... is kill her. I particularly like blood, and gruesome crap. It's my favorite. But, I just want her dead." She smirked slightly, continuing on, "Oh, and also... I like it when people die right after something romantic happens. So... make it juicy." She winked at him, stepping away from him slightly. She pulled the knife from her boot, holding it by the blade.

"Here you are, my love. Hide it good, that way you can slit her throat right before you seduce her." She smiled again, walking backwards away from Logan. She walked behind some under brush, which hid her nicely. Now all she had to do was wait, watch, and control.

[Zoey Abercrombie]

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Zoey trudged slowly towards the Forest. It hadn't been the best of days, well she hadn't had a good day for some time. Everyone seemed to be ignoring her and this was the first contact she had had in days. A letter. From Logan Kings. In truth, it scared Zoey slightly, although she didn't let it show. Walking toward the Forest, the girl had already dropped her diary, of course she didn't know this. It had just fallen out of her bag onto the floor of the Entrance Hall. Inside was the letter from Logan and her own script,

I've never felt so alone. Everyone hates me, and I'm not even exaggerating. Zane's been avoiding me ever since that Lake incident where he dived in to fetch my bracelet but he did save my life, even if that's not what I wanted. James, he hates me. I hate him. He was the one soul reason I wanted to die in that Lake. I want my death on his conscience. But that's all in the past now. Noah, well he's only got eyes for Corliss. Maybe I can convince one of them at the Ball, that I'm the one who's right for them. Going to meet Logan now, at least I'm not invisible anymore.

Hands in her pockets, she entered the Forest, checking over her shoulder every couple of minutes, paranoid that someone was watching her. Why did they have to meet here? Yes it was secret, but it was also dark, scary and full of horrible creatures. She broke through some bushes into Aragog's clearing and she spotted a lone figure. "Hello? Logan? Is that you?"

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[Logan Kings]

Fear rushed through every fiber of Logan's being as he was finally made aware of what he was to do. Kill Zoey? Kill her? What on earth had the poor chaser did to Nikita Snape? Look at her new boyfriend wrong? It seemed a little far-fetched but possible. Niki was known for going to the extremes for just about anything. None of these were able to show on his face, making him seem incredibly calm.
But, it was Avada Kedavra, thankfully. Though it wasn't something he wanted to do, his sorta-friend's death would be quick and painless. There would be no pain. Just a quick slip into oblivion. But no. That wasn't how Niki worked.
A flicker of emotion finally revealed itself on Logan's features at the idea of having to seduce Zoey. It was a horribly cruel thing to do, and the Ravenclaw suddenly wanted to howl at the top of his lungs like someone who had found out he was about to die. But, it wasn't his life that was going to end. Just some innocent girl. Poor, poor Zoey Abercrombie.
A knife was pushed into his hand, and Logan, against his will, hid it from view, as instructed. He didn't even have the choice now, to make it painless. It was going ot hurt. Both of them.
Nikita Snape dashed away, and hid, but he was not sure where. He couldn't even turn around the spell was so strong. In the back of his mind, he wondered how long he would be here, and hoped not long. But that though was pushed away, with a slap or regret. Maybe Zoey would not come. In that case, Logan would be here all night, but still, the Hufflepuff Champion would still live on.
"Hello? Logan? Is that you?"
Inwardly, Logan cussed. Why did she have to come? Couldn't she have stayed away? But, instantly, the spell began to speak for him, forcing words out of his mouth,
"It's me. I'm so glad you came" His tone sounded relieved, for his body had already come up with a plan, with his unknowing. He was a witness to this soon to be tragic event. RUN, ZOEY, RUN AWAY! He longed to scream, but could not. "Zoey I...I..."
He was trying to get ahold of his body, but it was hopeless. He might as well be arguing ethics with the devil, it was so hopeless. So, all he could do was stand there, and wait for the blood that would soon stain his hands.

[Zoey Abercrombie]

That's him alright. Zoey slowly walked towards Logan, a smile spreading across her face. "I'm glad it's you, and I'm glad I came," she said quietly trying not to think about who it could have been. It could have been Charlotte, or James or Zane or Nikita, the last name sent a shiver down her spine. She had never liked the girl, but there was just something about her that creeped Zoey out and thus made her hate her. However, the hate was mutual. It was just bad luck that they had once both shared feelings for the same guy, the one they had been arguing over, quite literally, at the Lake side. Seeing Logan struggle slightly for words she chipped in, "Thanks for your letter by the way. You have no idea how much it was a saviour for me." She smiled up at the boy she had feelings for all those years ago, he's forbidden though Zo. Don't forget that. He's got Livi. He would never leave her for you. He'll just have to be the one that got away.

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[Logan Kings]

Logan's eyes grew subtly wider, as she thanked him for the letter. Don't thank me. Please don't thank me He pleaded with her, silently, but aware that she would not hear his thoughts.
Though this hoepful thought lived on in his mind, her voice began, again, though he willed it not to. "Zoey... His voice sounded strange to him. He'd never use that pleading voice. Or would he? He had never needed to listen so closely to his own speech.
A memory came to mind, someone telling him that Zoey Abercrombie, no, the Zoey Abercrombie had a crush on him. That had been a while ago, but it was as fresh as if it had happened only hours ago. Such simple times, back then. Not worrying about getting cursed, or controlled, or killed.
Killed The last word left a bad taste in his mouth. What a cruel six letter word. He wondered if when the god -or gods- created that verb, were they aware how devestating it would be? Did they even care? Or were human beings merely soap bubbles to them? Get to know one, and pop!, it was gone, forever.
It had been a few minutes and neither spoke a word. Maybe she was shy, and thought he was too. But, it was for dramatic effect, the pause. Niki liked dramatics. "Zoey...I...I'm"
NO! No! Not those words!
But it was too late for the poor, quickly-faltering Logan
"Zoey, I think I'm in love with you"

[Zoey Abercrombie]

Zoey looked up into the treetops as the silence stretched on. It didn't seem to be one of those silences that spanned the ages, where it was too tense to even breathe loudly. No. It was just one of those where both persons decide simultainuously not to speak and to allow the other person room to think. So peaceful, so relaxing. I really want to know what he's thinking. I could do, but I don't want to betray his trust in that way, especially seeing as though he's the only one outside of my own house who's talking to me. Logan's last few words caught Zoey totally off guard. She took a sharp intake of breath, trying to decide whether he had actually just said that, or whether her own mind had conjured it from nothing. "I...I..." she began to say, "don't know what to say." He loves me?!?! Me? But he has Livi and I have loads of reasons against this and I erm...I'm speechless.

[Logan Kings]

Did I just say that? I did just say that! I can't believe I just said that! It took me two years to tell Livi that, and I can say it in seconds flat to Zoey! What. The. Heck! Logan was stunned by his own words, though he had seen them coming. Despite his concerm, his lips curled into a sad, ashamed smiled.
"Then, lemme talk. I'm so sorry. Remeber, way back when. I was rude to you, simply because of a rumor. And, because all of those people I called friends" He spat the last word, sounding like he couldn't believe their cruelty. "And, because, I was an idiot... I liked you, back then, too, no matter what I said infront of all them. Craig, and Trevor, and Nikolai. I was rude, and I lied." He frowned, and looked at his feet rather than his soon-to-be victim. He could feel the knife in his sleeve, ready to draw blood at a moments notice. The cold steel made him recoil, despite himself, and his puppeteer made him wrap his arms around himself to cover it up.
"I'm sorry, Zoey. You have no idea how sorry I truly am. And most likely forever will be."

[Zoey Abercrombie]

Zoey listened in silence, not taking her eyes off the boy who had just said he loved her. I can't believe it, he liked me then too? I had no idea. I'm such an idiot, I should have seen it but I was too het up in my own little world of my circle of friends and everything. He said he lied. Infront of all of them. His friends. What? I don't understand. Everything I thought I knew has just come crashing down around me. I thought he was out of bounds, off limits, but it seems I was mistaken...I can't just believe it all though. I have to know... "What about Livi? I know you love her and it's because I know this that I've been hiding my true feelings for you. I just can't believe that you've suddenly just stopped loving her..." she said quietly, dying to know what was going on inside his mind.

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[Logan Kings]

She couldn't be actually be believing him! He was such a transparent liar! Or so he thought. But, then again, Nikita wasn't. She had fooled him form the moment they had met, and only an intervention from the girl he truly loved had protected him from a fate worse than death. Courting Nikita Snape.
"I do love Liv, but not how everyone thinks. She's like a sister to me, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I'm disgusted with myself for deluding her like this, but I'm leaving, and she's so young. She's young enough. Someone else will take her. Esteban, perhaps, or maybe Lysander. She liked Lysander long before she liked me."
He sighed sadly, and shook his head, still unable to bring his eyes to meet Zoey's confused gaze. This had to be the strangest thing he had ever said. Lies. Most of them. But, he was still worried about Livi. He was leaving, and she would still be here for another two years. Two years. That was more than enough time for her to forget about all the promises they made each other.
But, will it be enough time for me to forget her?

[Zoey Abercrombie]

She listened to his words carefully before trying to formulate a response, "I had no idea. I was sure you were the perfect couple, I mean you are so suited to each other and all..." Why can't I just say it? Stop talking about Livi. He just said he loves you, so what did you do? Talk about his girlfriend. Good move there Zo. You've got a really good chance of pulling this back around now, not. As Logan listed two other Ravenclaws, Zoey smiled. She was well acquainted with them both. The first because he is Spanish royalty. The second because he is a seer. Now don't get me wrong they both have their charm, especially Esteban, but Logan's just, well, there, right at the top. Say it. Tell him you love him. Say it or you'll regret it for the rest of your life! "I love you too"

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[John Turnbelt]

<sub>John had watched, hidden in the foliage, the whole time. His legs were cramping up, and there was a leaf that wouldn't stay out of his range of vision. To say the least, he was pissed. He'd never wanted Zoey to go out into the Forest by herself, but she'd been firm in her decision, and he couldn't just let her go by herself. And now, he knew exactly why this was so strange.

This whole time, he'd been watching Logan, waiting for him to make a fatal move. John could tell he was Cursed. The slightly jerky way he was moving, the words that were coming out of his mouth. Everything about him was just off. But Zoey couldn't see it. She was too infatuated by this idiot. Jesus, if Logan hurt her, John would personally see to it that his life was a living hell.

But that wasn't exactly fair. And John knew that. Whomever was controlling Logan wasn't giving him much choice but to do the things he was doing. Say the things he was saying. So, instead of blasting the boy out of his pants right then and there, John waited. But when proclamations of love became evident, he'd had it. He burst out of the foliage, not caring that Logan and Zoey jumped, and sauntered over to them.

"Zo, get out of the way," he muttered to her, stepping in front of her. The two had sprung apart when he'd burst in on their little conversation, so he was now about a foot away from Logan. And he towered over the boy. "Look at his eyes. He's Cursed." It was simply said, as though he was simply talking over tea or the likes, but his hazel eyes were watching the boy intently. One move. That was all John was waiting for. And he would jinx the boy so heavily, he wouldn't be able to walk for a week.

He turned his head to the side, his eyes still on the boy, before talking to Zoey quietly, and urgent tone in his voice. "Now Zoey, I want you to run, and get back to the castle. Go as fast as you can. I don't give a shit if the Forest sets on fire, just keep going. You got that?"</sub>

[Nikita Snape]

Everything had been going smoothly, as Nikita hid under the underbrush, her pale eyes watching every move Logan made. She commanded him with her mind, forcing him to do her will. She twirled her wand through her fingers as she listened to Logan's voice repeat every word her mind thought up. He was doing a good job, to say the least. Slowly, Nikita closed her eyes, which then flew back open furiously as she heard an unfamiliar voice in the clearing. Before she could think of what else to do, or tell Logan to get him out of the forest, she raised her wand, the words hushed under her breath as she hissed them out, "Crucio,"

Soon enough John was on the ground writhing in pain as Nikita forced the spell hard upon him. She didn't break Logan's curse off though, which made her other curses that much weaker. She let the boy rest for a second, before continuing on with the Crucio curse. Her mind commanded Logan immediately to grab Zoey and dart farther down into the forest. Nikita could hold the boy off. He would never find out where Nikita was hiding. Unless he was some magical faerie, or anything shitty like that.

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[Logan Kings]

Logan clutched the knife more firmly in his callused hand. He felt the worn leather on the hilt, the assurance that Zoey's death would be quick and painless, because this knife had seen enough pain. Who knew how many others Nikita had killed with this single weapon. Or maybe it was ununsed. Nikita Snape did it with magic, anyway. Torture, then death. Except for now. This god-awful nightmare that he couldn't wake up from.
JOHN! Oh thank gawd! Save her John! Save her, NOW!
John had come out of absolutely nowhere, and for once, Logan was entirely grateful that someone had snuck up on them. Kings had had too many bad experiences with getting snuck up on. Nikita tackleing him in the woods, Nikita Imperioing him in the Library. Actually, that was only two bad experiences, both involving Miss Snape -or Miss Delacour, as Victoire had forced him to call her-, though one wasn't necessarily bad.
That was obviously not the latter.
Nikita was a smart one, even under the pressure of holding up the curse she had over him, and immediately attack John, all the while keeping up with him. He could feel his feet move forward, his hand clutch the killing object tightly. Surprisingly, Zoey hadn't moved. It had seemed like a while since John had pointed him out, but maybe time was just moving slow for Logan, who knew his days as a normal person were running out.
"Zoey" He whispered, cupping her cheek in his free hand, and leaned in. He kissed her gently, and found himself enjoying it, despite the fact he was taken, despite the fact he was about to kill her. He could taste her breath on his lips, and knew his time was now. The knife was in her heart before he knew it. And there was blood everywhere.
Logan shuddered, and fell backwards, almost the same time Zoey did. He hit the ground, and convulsed, violently. He was in shock, he decided, pure shock and rage. His hands were covered in blood, his shirt was stained, the same to his pants.
But Zoey Abercrombie was dead.
The realization shocked him so much that he gained momentarily control, and wheeled towards the direction he had last seen Nikita.
"YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING BITCH"

[Zoey Abercrombie]

Zoey smiled at Logan, absorbed in those beautiful eyes of his which were swimming with silver at the edges. Such amazing eyes. Hypnotising some would say. The silver spirals, so perfectly formed, as if someone had handcrafted them. I wish I’d known before, known how he did actually care for me. I could have saved all those weeks of heartache and emptiness. Maybe I now have a reason to be happy. Maybe I can finally walk with pride once more in the corridors of Hogwarts. I should have told him straight away, that I had feelings for him. Well he knew that, but he didn’t know I still felt the same way, until now. It looks likes things are finally turning out for the better. John must have been mistaken...I knew there was nothing to be worried about when Logan asked me to meet him here tonight. We couldn’t meet in the castle because Livi was there and would no doubt want an explanation as to why we were talking alone in an abandoned classroom, or something along those lines. If I become Logan’s girlfriend, hmm that sounds nice, then maybe I’ll gain some of my respect back. I’ll climb the social ladder again, to take my place at the top where I belong. I can go and tell John that everything was fine, that everything went well. I can tell him that Logan loves me and that he always has.

I’m so happy, this day is turning out to be the best day ever, well the best day so far as my mother would say. I think I should write to them, make the first move in making contact. I only see them at the summer holidays, and during that time they’re always at work. I should make the effort, become the daughter they want me to be and prove to them that Hogwarts was the right school for them to send me to. Imagine me being at Beauxbatons. I’d never have had John as a best friend, but I would have never have to have met James, Noah and Zane. Mind you, I never would have met Logan, and look how that turned out...

There was a rustle in the bushes and then out of nowhere, John appeared, her best friend, who her thoughts had been with only seconds before. She took a step back away from Logan and observed that he had done the same. Zoey couldn’t bring herself to say anything as Sir John appeared and stood in front of her, shielding her from Logan. What? I don’t understand, get out of the way? What for? He’s got it all wrong, just misunderstood what’s going on. She listened carefully as John stated that Logan was cursed. She looked into Logan’s eyes, why hadn’t she recognised it before? The perfectly formed silver spirals were nothing to be marvelled at, but the mark of the imperious curse. “I’m sorry John, I should have trusted you,” she said, still frustrated that she hadn’t seen the most obvious sign that Logan was under the imperious curse. She kept her eyes on Logan as John spoke to her once more, asking her to run back to the castle. “I will, just be careful, I don’t want anything to happen to you. You’re my best friend and I don’t think I could bear the thought of you being hurt for my sake,” whilst she said this, she touched the back of his jacket, something of a reassurance for her, before turning towards the castle.

She had every intention of doing what John had told her to do. She wanted to run from that place, but she wanted John to come with her. She didn’t want to leave him there, all alone, with an imperioused Logan Kings. “I love you bro,” she called out, wishing that he would hear her words. Then it all happened very quickly, one minute John was standing between her and Logan, the next he was lying on the ground, writhing in pain. She couldn’t move, she couldn’t even take one step towards the castle like her ‘brother’ wished her to. No all she could do was watch. Then Logan was at her side, but she wasn’t in the mood any more, all she wanted to do was run to John and help him break through the curse. Then he kissed her. She tried to push him away, her thoughts entirely with John, but her feelings for Logan took over. Her eyes closed for a brief second and it was all over.

The knife had hit its mark.

She took her last breath, falling through the air until she hit the ground. Blood was everywhere, flowing from her broken heart. It covered the boy who had landed next to her, the one who had murdered her, the one she had thought she loved. The blood trickled down her face, as if she was crying. But the little hufflepuff could see none of this, nor hear the shouts around her. Her eyes were closed, no longer seeing the beautiful yet dangerous real world. Her little frame lay lifeless on the forest floor, covered in blood which was still seeping from her broken heart.

Zoey Abercrombie was dead.