Everybody's human. EVERYBODY {{Anybody}}

[Charlotte Riddle]

Murtle was crying yet again. The sound was echoing down the hallways. The floors had already been seeping with water. She had turned all the faucets on, some way to prove, that if the ghost really wanted to, she could cry her eyes out. The howling call from the female continued as people simply covered their ears in annoyance as they ran down the hall. All the classes had ended for the day and many students were now wondering the halls or returning to their common rooms. Dinner was on its way and until then everyone was left to start off on homework or just hang around. It was actually, despite the usual crying in the bathroom, a very quiet evening. There was a nice stillness about the Black Lake as well as the Forbidden Forest. There was still light, giving off a very pretty vision if one were to look out past the lake. Moving back into the castle a different scene, definitely not one of peace, was about to unfold.

Charlotte was now running through the hallway, pushing students out of her way as she moved. She had placed herself at the entrance to Murtle's bathroom, surprising able to keep her balance through the flooded floor. She ripped open the door and ran into a stall. The scene unfolding was not a pretty sight at all. Extremely strange for most especially for the girl herself. Her clear eyes were sullen and bloodshot, there were tears spilling over from her eyes lids, she was practically choking on her own tears and breaths. She gripped the bathroom handle in a vice-like grip. What had possibly happened to make the Riddle act like this?

Her body was near convulsions, her chest ached in her chest and her stomach felt like it was going to explode. It was just suppose to be a simple nap during her last few classes. Instead, she received some strange monstrous nightmare. It was different from the usual thing to scare students at this school. Most teens would be afraid of the death of their parents or spiders or drowning...Or even her and the Death Eaters. But this....Well, this was something different...Something, simply put, strange. Her entire body felt on fire, as if it hadn't been a dream at all, but real truth.

She was cramped into the stall, trying to grab a hold on her emotions before somebody decided to stop Murtles flooding of the castle. She could not afford to be seen like this. It would be a laughing stalk, Charlotte Riddle, as she was soon going to be known as, crying in the girls bathroom. No doubt the bloody order would hold it over her head for decades. Her mind was drifting back to the nightmare. She was picturing it all over again.

In all reality, she was still only a seventeen year old girl, with a reputation to live up to. Her father was the Darkest Wizard of all time. Don't misunderstand her, she wanted to take control, she wanted to purify the world of muggles and blood traitors. She just wasn't sure if she could handle everything that went with it. She had so much self-doubt that even she had hidden from herself. Deep down she didn't think she was a great astounding wizard. Deep down, she wanted, in the long run, to be able to have a family to call her own. Real friends, not followers.

The realization of all of that was hitting her now, and hitting her hard.

Everyone feels something.

[Noah Dale]

"Oi!" He shouted, some more third years stopping to talk. "Go on! Get with yah!" he said as the scurried off. Noah wasn't in a very good mood. More and more people were starring at him, whispering behind his back and making comments at him wondering how he'd managed to get someone knocked up. Did he look totally incapable or something? Hell, the year before he had been with Charlotte, the most feared student in the entire school, even by some of the teachers. He ran a hand through his hair, hearing someone shout at him, asking where Corliss was. She hadn't been feeling well, so she didn't go to dinner. He promised to sneak out and take her to the kitchen later, but for now he was going to whine about the stares people were giving him.

"Bloody hell, I feel like I'm hearding sheep." he mumbled and he heard a girl giggle. He shot his head in her direction and glared at her, and with yelp she took off in the other direction. He sighed, running a hand through his hair again. It was times like these he wondered where his friends went. He only seemed to have Corliss now, and ever since news broke out of her pregnancy the New Order crowd their friendship ended. Sure, he was sort of glad for that, no longer needing to lie to them, but now he could no longer spy on them like he had before. It seemed like his life was consumed around Kallie, who wasn't even born yet. Although he was excited to have a little one around, like anyone would say, sixteen is too young to be a parent.

He was about ready to tun around and head back to the Hufflepuff comoon room when he stepped in a puddle of water. He looked around him, finding the source at the abandoned bathroom of Moaning Myrtle. He groaned, knowing that he'd better go shut it off, since no one else would, and pushed through the doors off the bathroom. As he stepped towards the steps he heard the wails and shrieks of Myrtle, but it sounded like someone else was crying. Curious, as he turned off the taps, he heard the crying coming from one of the stalls. He stepped forward, following the noises of sobs until he found the stall. He pushed it open, and to his surprise, saw his fearless leader clenching herself, half drenched in water from the floor, to a toliet. "Lottie?" he whispered quietly. The sobs continued and Noah stepped forward. "Lottie.. what's wrong?"