 Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
Ashamed of himself, disgusted at what he had done, Darrin sat with one leg dangling out of the stone carved window, the other gripping tightly to the inside of the window.
Looking up toward the sky, tears in his eyes, he then looked down to the ground far below. Lifting the other leg over, he sat with almost his whole body dangling out of the window from a great.
If he killed himself, he'd be doing them all a favor. he would no longer be paining Kristi or Marcella and possibly Snape, as much as he disliked him, wouldn't be held in Azkaban for the rest of his life.
Distraught, his face a mess from all the tears of guilt, Voldemort grasped back onto the boys mind just as he were about jump.
"There is no escape, Darrin. You're not ridding yourself of me that easily." |