Rating:
PG-13
House:
The Dark Arts
Genres:
Angst Mystery
Era:
Multiple Eras
Stats:
Published: 04/08/2004
Updated: 04/08/2004
Words: 1,453
Chapters: 1
Hits: 226

Stalker

Mrs Wood

Story Summary:
Stalking. Killing. Watching. Closer, closer. Stalking. Stalking. Writing. Stalking. Killing. Dying.

Posted:
04/08/2004
Hits:
226
Author's Note:
Thanks go to my wonderful beta, Beth (name on boards LizzyBeth), who has prompted me to give a little bit more back-story on one of the characters actions. Not my first fanfic, but my first posted fictionalley.org.

Constantly watching. Can't stop. Must watch him. He is everything I need.

She was always relentlessly watching him, every single minute of every day she watched his every move.

Stalking obsessively, but managing to keep out of sight every time he felt someone watching him. She kept up this little game until she felt her studies needed attention.

Need him. I need him. I need him like a fish needs water.

He found a note addressed to him. He threw it in the bin as soon as he read it. His friends asked him what was wrong but he stayed quiet.

Stupid Bitch, she doesn't deserve him. He is way above her in the food chain. He deserves someone like me. I have always helped him, stopped others from harming him. He is always ignoring me, my two so called friend have left me alone to be with their girlfriends. And he had the cheek to talk to me then blank me. And he called me names to do with my level of intelligence.

His girlfriend was now getting notes from her, he went straight to his Head of House. He was told to tell his girlfriend to ignore them. They got more and more violent, with the last she received telling her she was going to die if she kissed him again.

Killed her today, I got such a kick out of it. Thank God I found that invisibility coat lying around.

She was found by Dumbledore in the Great Hall, he has no way of finding out who killed her, the killer had sensibly thought out how she would do it and searched the Restricted Section for hours looking for a spell Dumbledore wouldn't know of. The whole school is in shock as Dumbledore told them that it was a student. The Slytherins were isolated, even though the killer was not in their House. Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors kept out of the way of Slytherins they once spoke to for fear of being killed. Little did they know that the killer was closer than they thought.

Ha! The idiots think it was the Slytherins. I cleverly gave it all the trademarks that a Slytherin would use.

He walked around in constant fear of this stalker who had killed his love. He became more and more withdrawn and even spoke to himself at times. His year-mates tried to coax him out his deep spiral into depression but all he could think about was his girlfriend's death. The thing he found most worrying was that the killer still hadn't been caught even though all the teachers were working on it. He never left his dormitory unless he was accompanied by at least five of his housemates and the most trustworthy students from his year. Little did he know the killer was in this group.

I have managed to worm into his 'protection' group. Little do they know, but the teachers are getting closer and closer to finding out it's me.

His girlfriend's killer managed to enter his group, and became his closest friend and helped him slowly to get over the death of his girlfriend, though her dead body was forever etched in her mind. He found himself a new girlfriend.

Why her? Why can't he see me? I will have to bump this cow off.

His second girlfriend was found dead while he was in the Library under the watchful eye of Madam Pince who had agreed to watch out for anything suspicious happening to him. Dumbledore rushed into the library closely followed by the Heads of each house. He broke down in tears when Dumbledore told him. How could someone do this to him? He agreed to see her body, so that he could try to see the signs about who did it, also he wante to do it so the killer didn't think he was scared.. This time the state of her body was worse than the first time. It was chopped into four pieces and a note by the body said, 'Do what they did with William Wallace, send each part to the four corners of Britain.' McGonagall and Sprout went a deathly white when they read the note.

Ha! The second death I have got away this month. And they still don't know it is me. I see how You-Know-Who likes it so much.

He was absolutely distraught, he decided he would not risk anybody else's life, so he stayed in his dormitory and got private tuition from the teachers, who decided to teach in twos as they were scared as well as the students. Only Dumbledore seemed unaffected. It was in the Daily Prophet, and now Aurors protected him and made sure everyone who was near him were harmless so their wands were taken away from them.

I can't get near him because of those stupid Aurors, well, I will have to come up with something soon and the Slytherins are still getting the blame. The Ravenclaws are starting to guess that it isn't a Slytherin and have told everyone they talk to. They still don't know what House I am from. And never will. I will always keep a step ahead.

He finally got his confidence back and went to classes again and his little group formed again. He kept away from fancying girls, but, he found a girl he couldn't resist and she wasn't scared of being his girlfriend. Though now he started to be stalked again and he continually stayed with his girlfriend to keep her safe.

He finally goes to classes now, but he is always with his girlfriend and the professors have allowed them to be in the same classes. They never leave each other's side. I will have to think of another way to get him.

He had been going out with his girlfriend for over a month, but this one girl was still stalking him. He started getting letters again, this time lewd and telling him about her intimate parts; he had five like this. He showed it to Professor Flitwick who said it was done by a charm and it would take a couple of months to find out who cast the charm. He was then told that Dumbledore was coming close to finding out who the killer is.

Crap, crap, crap. Dumbledore announced at Dinner that he was close to finding the killer and made sure the whole school was all there. Crap, crap, crap. I am in deep shit.

He was pleased Dumbledore was close to finding the killer, she would be worrying like mad now. His current girlfriend was safe and he didn't need to be around her all the time.

I am now writing a letter to him telling him to meet me in the North Tower; I will take my wand and rope.

He received a letter from her, this time with her name. It read:

'Dearest Dean, I am so sorry I had to kill Ginny and Parvati, I was close to them too, but you constantly ignored my letters and me. I wanted you becaue Harry and Ron deserted me to be with Padma and Luna. You were the person that spoke to me and flirted you were all charming until Ginny came. I researched all the ways you could kill a person. I want you in the North Tower at midnight. Bring whoever wants to see a suicide. I also cleverly wormed my way into your little safe group. I decided not to kill Hannah, seeing as she is a Hufflepuff, though her bravery says otherwise. I bet you never suspected I would be in your House. Love Hermione'

Dean's jaw dropped, out of all the girls he had least suspected Hermione, but then he remembered Harry saying that he lost his invisibility cloak and Hermione was the only girl to have access to it. He ran to McGonagall and showed her the letter, she quickly went and got Dumbledore and all sixth years. They all ran all the way up to the North Tower with Dumbledore, Harry, Ron and Dean leading the way. Ron and Harry had tears streaming down their faces for Ginny, Parvati and Hermione. Dean finally got into the North Tower and shouted, "Hermione. Please don't do it. Please, please calm down. For me, please? Nothing will happen."

Hermione finally came to her senses and shouted, "I don't want to die!" Then all of a sudden there was a breeze and she fell to her death, shouting, "This wouldn't have happened if you had gone out with me!" And with that there was a bone-chilling crunch and that stayed with Dean until the end of his days.


Author notes: If anyone would like to see a prequel or sequel to this, indicate in your review. All comments are welcome, but be kind. Tell me what you think of my little twist at the end.