Krys's Room

[Krysta Hedwig]

[Krysta Hedwig]

Krysta slunk into her room, glad Kit was out. Her trunk had already been brought in by the house elf and she dropped onto the bed, staring at the floor silently. She kicked off her shoes and slowly pulled off her clothes, finally sliding naked between her black silk sheets and curling up into a foetal position. She trembled as new tears poured silently down her cheeks, leaving a small wet pool on the pillow. Eventually she fell asleep.

[Krysta Hedwig]

The first flushes happened later that night. Krys woke gasping into the darkness, her skin covered in cold sweat. She shivered and looke around her. Where was she? Home? She felt hot and cold at the same time. She flicked her hand at the nearby lamp and yelped as it shattered. She stared at her hand in shock, panting for breath. Why was she finding it hard to breathe?
"Kit." she croaked, her voice failing her. She pointed her finger at the candles on the mantlepiece and cried out in horror as they were both engulfed in flame. She sent an augmenti spell at them, drenching them in copious amounts of water that ran down the fireplace, creating a huge pool on the hearth.
"KIT!" she managed to scream before collapsing on the bed.

[Kitania Walker]

When Kit ran into Krys's room the girl was writhing on the bed, the sheets bunched up around her hips.
"Sh*t. Tigsy get a bowl and some ice. This could be a long night." she instructed and the elf bowed quickly and dashed off.
Kit jumped onto the bed kneeling beside her young friend and covered up her nakedness, placing a hand on the girl's forehead.
"Bloody hell." she exclaimed under her breath. Krys was sweltering, her skin almost uncomfortable to touch. She strked her damp hair and spoke softly.
"It''s ok sweetheart, I'm here. You'e gonna be ok." she said soothingly.

"Kit...it's early. What's happening?" Krys asked in confusion, shaking her head violently. She was freezing cold, yet sweat dripped down her forehead.

"It's ok Krys. Something must have set it off early. Your Mother told me it can happen after an emotional shock. It doesn't matter now, it's alright, I'm gonna look after you." Kit said reassuringly, taking Krys's hand and giving it a squeeze.

"Sebastian." Krys moaned quietly. He needed him now. She wished he was here.

[Krysta Hedwig]

As Tigsy came running back ito her room Krys stared at her through bleary eyes. Everything was becoming hazy as the fever went to her head.
"Cold" she murmured, shivering.
"You're burning up, sweetie." Kit told her frowning.
"Freezing." she insisted, shaking her head. "So cold. It's dark. Why is it dark?"Kit stood up and looked down at her, deep worry wrinkles appearing across her forehead. Tigsy jumped up on the bed and began dabbing Krys's face with a cold cloth.
"No!" Krys shouted angrily, batting the Elf away before whimpering and falling still. Tigsy looked at Kit with large worried eyes and Kit smiled thinly at her.
"It's ok, Tigsy, she doesn't know what's going on. She's delirious." Kit explained. Tigsy continued dabbing icy water onto Krys's forehead but Krys just lay there shivering, her usually pale, white skin now an angry pink with the heat.
"Sebastian." Krys whimpered again and Kit looked confusedly at Tigsy.
"Who's Sebastian?" she asked. Tigsy shrugged.
"Tigsy does not know a Sebastian, Mistress." she said apologetically. Kit shook her head.
"It's ok. Neither do I." she said, reassuring the Elf.
"Should Tigsy give Miss some soup, perhaps?" the Elf asked uncertainly, but Kit shook her head.
"No, she has to fast. No food at all. You can give her some water if she asks for it, though." she explained. Tigsy looked uncertainly at Krysta as though the idea of not providing a sick girl with soup was a ridiculous idea, but she nodded all the same.
"Sebastian. It's alright, Sebastian." Krys murmured, her eyes closed, her voice cracked and broken.
Kit folded her arms across her stomach and sighed.

[Kitania Walker]

"Who are you?!" Kit cried in astonishment. "Hey what are you doing?" she said angrily as Sebastian grabbed Krysta's arms and pinned her to the bed. She glared at him, but realised he was trying to help. "She's sick." she replied, not sure what else to say.

Tigsy came scampering into the room a furious look on her little face.
"Mistress, Tigsy could not stop the gentleman! He pushed past Tigsy, Mistress! What is he doing to Miss?! Shall Tigsy hex the gentleman, Mistress?" she cried pointing her finger at Sebastian threateningly.

"No! Tigsy it's alright. Listen, pal, who the hell are you?" she demanded.

Krys suddenly seemed to relax, her muscles falling limp an her thrashing became mere writhing. She opened her eyes and looked at the boy holding her down. Her exhausted face flushed with a weak smile.
"Sebastian." she murmured with a sigh.

[Sebastian Morter]

Sebastian smiled slightly as her movements relaxed to mere twitches. He looked to Professor Walker.
"I'm Krys...." He paused slightly, companion didn't seem to fit, friend was so generic...." boyfriend. We mind-melded and.." He trailed off, feeling awfuly nervous around this stranger he watched the elf walk in.
"Calm it! I'm not going to hurt her." He muttered, a little suprised.
"Sick?" He said incredulously, "I gathered that, what's wrong with her!"
He tried to smile, when she murmured his name but instead

[Kitania Walker]

Comprehension flooded through Kit's face and she pointed at him.
"You're Sebastian!" she exclaimed. "She keeps calling your name, but we didn't know who you were. Typical Krys, she'll come to me with deep, dark, disastrous secrets, but doesn't tell me she has a boyfriend." she said sardonically, shaking her head. "I'm Kitania." she said introducing herself. "But at school you better call me Professor Walker. I suppose I'm Krysta's guardian whilst she's here. I knew her mother." She looked at Sebastian appraisingly.
"You said you mind-melded? I suppose that mean you know pretty much everything, so I'm not going to lie to you. She's going through what's called 'Transferrance'. her body's adapting to her power. It happens when Coven members come of age. But hers has started a day early. I'm not sure why yet. It should finish when she is precisely 17 years old...at approximatelly 3:30am Thursday according to her brother." she explained grimly.

"Simon!" Krysta suddenly wailed, thrashing a leg about, nearly kicking Sebastian. "Simon." she repeated.

Kit looked over her shoulder at Tigsy.
"Tigs, send word to Simon. He'll want to know about this." she ordered and Tigsy bowed before scurrying from the room at once. Kit turned to Sebastian. "We've a long day ahead of us."

[Sebastian Morter]

Sebastian smiled grimly, "Professor. Sebastian Morter" He said, giving her his hand. He didn't know how he felt about boyfriend.....it didn't seem to explain half of what he felt for her.
"Kit?" He asked, hoping he wouldn't have to say Professor Walker all the time.
"Yeah....she just....touched me and it happened, two way connection. It was exhausting...but mmh." He shrugged, still not really understanding.
"Transferrance?" He nodded, trying to pay attention, distracted by his worry for her, "Will she be OK?" He asked her.
"Early? So it usually happens exactly at 17?" Sebastian grimaced, internally scolding himself for not getting her a better present.
His head snapped up, when Krys suddenly broke through the silence.
"Her brother?" He nodded as Tigsy was sent of to send word, "Is she dreaming? Or what?"

[Kitania Walker]

Kit shrugged and shook her head.
"I'm not entiely sure what's happening in there." she said sadly nodding at krysta's head. The girl was writhing about still and she was still red-hot and sweating. Yet she shivered as though she were freezing cold.
"Her Mother said it's different for everyone, but she said that when she went through hers it was like her mind completely opened up and she became aware of everyone around her for miles and miles. It was excruciating and exhausting. Poor Kyla." she said sadly.
"I think she can hear us. She knows you're here, so that's something at least. Did you see how she calmed down when you came in?" she asked with a smile. "You clearly have a strong connection." she commented.

"She'll be fine. We just have to keep her comfortable as possible and hope she doesn't destroy anything else." she explained nodding at the soaking carpet, burnt wall and shattered lamp. "When she wakes up on Thursday she should feel like a million quid." said Kit with a grin.
"The transferrance usually starts the night before the 17th birthday. I wasn't expecting this until tonight." she confessed wih a frown.

[Sebastian Morter]

Sebastian frowned, jaw tensed. He would have given anything to have him in pain instead of her. Brushing her hair out of her her face, her forehead burning at his touch. But he knew Kit was thinking the same thing, as Krys shivered as if they were in the coldest room.
Sebastian sighed, sensing her exhaustion but something else. He found it odd, Krys could understand his emotions perfectly, but he found her's so difficult to decipher, so pushing it back to the back to his mind blocking it out like so many other things that he'd blocked out. Sadness he could pick up most clearly, as they were closest to his most friendly emotions. Almost as strange, he picked up on her feelings when he was further away from her.
He knew'd something had been wrong when he'd come, he knew she'd needed him. And yet now, sitting beside her, he found it so difficult to concentrate upon anything except for the perfect alabaster of her skin, or the tortursome wincing facial expressions. He took her hand, and looked up at Kit.
"I don't blame you" He told her truthfully, "This is obviously the way things are..." He shrugged, placatedly.

[Krysta Hedwig]

The next 18 hours were hell for everyone involved. Krysta's fever never broke and she passed through phases of violent convulsions, screaming fits and feverish ramblings. Her mind had been blown open, her empathic powers magnified so that she had the emotions of thousands of people running through her head, battering against each other, conflicting and confusing her. He cried and screamed, writhed and thrashed around. She couldn't handle it. The human brain was not built to sustain this level of emotinal bombardment. All the while the last shred of her conscious mind was aware of Sebastian. He could feel all of this and it was killing her. He was not meant to feel this. It was her burden to bear alone; a rite of passage to mark her crossing into adulthood. She whimpered and sobbed, her own guilt pushing her sanity over the edge.


At precisely 3:17 on Thursday morning there was suddenly a change. Her breathing slowed down and her writhin ceased. She lay peacefully on the bed, breathing evenly and her skin began to lose its pink tinge as her fever broke and she returned to her usual pale whiteness. An expression of peace appeared on her face and slowly she opened her eyes. She blinked looking around at the people staring down at her.
"Hi." she murmured.

[Sebastian Morter]

Sebastian spent the entire night, bedside in pain for reasons he couldn't explain. It felt like a migraine but to Sebastian it felt like a weight of millions of emotions pressed into one, constantly banging on the inside of his head, but he didn't care. All he could hear were her sobbing and pain. Her pain. He couldn't care less of himself, although frustrating as it was, he wanted to help her. Guilt kept his eyes open the entire night, her pain kept him tense. Anger seemed so far away from what he was feeling, sure he could blame the coven or transferrance, but the warmth she gave him took him away from that. He just wanted her to wake up, longed, wished, hoped for her to wake up and be fine.

It was still pitch black, when her boiling tempreture decreased to a normal tempreture, the color of her skin returned to an ivory pale. He smiled as the expression on her features changed to peace, instead of the torment that had been pasted for the last 18 hours. When she opened her eyes, Sebastian's smile broadened.
"Hello Stranger" He mumbled kissing her hand.

[Kitania Walker]

A uge smile spread across Kit's face and she released a huge sigh of relief.
"Oh, sweetheart. Thank god." she said, beaming. She moved back a little to let Sebastian be close to her. It had been horrible watch him over the last few hours. The connection between the two youths was clearly such that he had felt her pain wth her and seeing the two of them together gave Kit a warm feeling in her belly. She touched Sebastian on the arm.
"I'll let you two be alone." she told him gently. "I'm gonna go make some cocoa. Come on Tigsy." she said, taking the elf's tiny hand and leading the reluctant servant from the room.

[Krysta Hedwig]

Krys squeezed Kit's hand and gave her a grateful smile as she watched them leave the room. She smiled up at Sebastian and sighed.
"Sebastian I'm so sorry. You shouldn't have had to go through that. But I'm so glad you're here." she said softly, sounding exhausted. She sighed as he kissed her hand. She was exhausted but she felt amazing: her head was clear, he body felt strong and a sense of blissful serenity had spread through her. She hoped he could feel it too.

She reached out and pulled him down onto the bed next to her, turning onto her side so she could look at him properly. She sighed and touched his cheek.
"Thank you. For being here with me. It means a lot to me." she said quietly.
She suddenly became aware of the fact that she as still naked under the black satin sheet and it made her skin blush involuntarily. She couldn't explain the way her body felt right now.
"I feel different." she told him studying her hand like she'd never seen it before. "My body feels new...strong. I can't put it into words." she explained, looking at him with an excited look in her eyes. The look became fiery all of a sudden and the shade of her sapphire eyes darkened.
"You know someone should check me over." she said in a deep, silky tone. "See if anything's changed on the outside." she added walking her fingers down his chest.

She suddenly ripped the sheet from her body revealing her full nakedness to him.
"What do you think?" she asked, running a hand over one breast and raising a knee as she looked down at herself. She turned to him slowly.
"Does anything seem different?"