She stood alone on the edge of rooftop not knowing what to do with herself. She was still shaken up from having a gun pressed to her head and she knew he was that close to pulling the trigger. Annabelle was pleased that she didn't show her fear to the girls though. She was head girl and she was meant to be strong for them all, show them that they shouldn't fear anything. But even though they couldn't see it, the fear that had filled her eyes she had still felt it. It was her responsibility to look out for them and she nearly messed up. Led them straight into a trap and could have gotten them killed.

She could hear the party still going strong in the rooms below her and wry smile came to her mouth. Her party. It was thrown for her at how good she had done at her first real attempt at leading them. She had stayed for an hour or two but it had gotten a bit too much for her to deal with. So here she was, stood on the roof edge with half a bottle of vodka that was left in her hand. She knew she was drunk and how she could even manage to think anything rationally she hadn't an idea. But she could. And for some reason she didn't find the height frightening. She was drunk, with a light wind blowing around her, standing on the edge of the roof. Lovely.

The whole scene kept playing again and again in her mind. Holding the book and then him appearing form the shadows gun in his hand. And she tried, she tried to hold on to it as long as she could. But as soon as she felt the cold barrel pressed hard under her chin and the clicking sound of the safety snapping off she complied to his wishes. She didn't cry though. She refused to cry in front of them. She had to show the girls that she wasn't the same Annabelle Fritton from last year. She was a more confident, brave and daring Annabelle Fritton.

As she sat there her eyes shut she heard a door opening and but she didn't even bother to look at who it was. She just knew. The clicking of heels, the sauntering walk. Kelly looked over to where Annabelle was stood and her heart leapt from chest as she saw a drunken Annabelle sway slightly at the edge of the building. "What are you doing up here 'Belle" Kelly asked kindly as she stood next to Annabelle who was looking up at the moon a vagueness in her eyes. Annabelle didn't look at her. She was frightened that if she did she would burst into tears. "'Belle" she said again leaning forward to get a better look at the girl.

Annabelle finally spoke though she refused to make eye contact. "Just needed to think" she said slurring her words slightly before taking another swig of the vodka, "Been hell of a day right" she said simply her eyes studying the crater's on the moon.

Kelly narrowed her eyes at the girl wondering what was troubling her. "Yeah" she said staring at the girl intently. "How about we move away from the edge 'Belle, you could fall off or something" Kelly gulped looking at the girl who's shakiness was getting worse and worse.

"I'm not going to kill myself if that's what you're thinking" Annabelle half chuckled her voice low and husky from the alcohol. "I'm not that stupid you know, I just needed some air" she said simply studying the black sky above her.

Kelly gulped again and put a hand on Annabelle's arm gently. "Well just to make sure we don't have any accidents how about you get some air over her" Kelly said shakily as she tugged at Annabelle's arm. The girl didn't fight the tug she merely went with it over to the other wall and slid down the cold concrete slowly. Kelly let out a loud sigh of relief and she sat down next to Annabelle who clutched the vodka so tight in her hand her knuckles had gone white.

"You did good today 'Belle, you led them like a proper head girl should" Kelly said nudging her in the shoulder slightly trying to get the girl to smile but it didn't work.

"Did I really" she said her voice laced with sarcasm as she took a long gulp at the vodka. This worried Kelly slightly because in the year she had known Annabelle she never used to drink half as much as what she was now. Usually after two or three shots of vodka the girl would be passed out on the floor but now she had nearly polished off the litre and she remembered seeing Annabelle with a bottle of tequila at the start of the night.

"Yeah you did, why don't you think that?" she asked curiously. She had never seen the girl looking so down and miserable. She should be down there partying with everyone not sat all alone up here Kelly thought as she watched the girls face change expressions all the time. One minute there was look of steely determination, then confusion, then anger and then hurt.

"I nearly got them killed Kelly, nearly got myself killed" she whispered the last bit tears pricking at her shining eyes. Kelly noticed this and she instantly thought back to what everyone had told her about the day. None of them mentioned nearly getting themselves killed, that was except when they went for the treasure and the pompous git Pomfrey came at them with a gun. And that's when it hit her. The girl was more than likely shaken up over the thing.

"But you didn't" she reassured squeezing the girls shoulder gently. "They are still here and so are you" she said trying to help the girl realise but she knew in her drunken stupor it would be impossible.

"Do you know what it feels like Kell" Annabelle said her eyes still focused on the giant moon in the sky. The darkness around her was surprisingly soothing and the night air helped her breathe. She felt safe under the silent skies which were gradually soothing her emotions. "To have a gun pressed against your neck so hard you could feel the vibration of the safety being clicked off" she said her eyes finally meeting Kelly's. Instantly she could feel her resolve crumbling under Kelly's caring gaze.

"I haven't come across that yet" she said back softly moving a little closer to the girl. "But in my line of work I'm going to eventually" she said truthfully as she rubbed her hand up and down Annabelle's arm. A lot had changed since she had first started. She was the only person Kelly ever opened up to, they had become like sister's the both girls never had. But when she left she felt something change about how she felt for the girl. She missed her more than she dared to admit. She was always ringing her just to hear her voice and always visited just so she could get that hug she treasured so much. Kelly Jones didn't know what exactly she felt for the girl, but she knew she felt something which was strong, which was deep.

"I hope you don't" she said back her eyes trying to read Kelly's expression. "It's not very nice you know, maybe if I'd given it to him straight away then he wouldn't have even raised it, but no I had to be stubborn and not listen to what he told me" she tutted downing the dregs of the vodka and the threw the glass hard and it shattered against the cold concrete walls.

Kelly flinched at the sudden movement and the sound of the glass shattering. "You're a Fritton" Kelly said trying to find any way to cheer the girl up. "You're meant to be stubborn" she added moving her other hand to grasp Annabelle's cold one.

Annabelle just shrugged again not believing the words. "Sometimes being stubborn doesn't get you anywhere" she rasped her voice low and non Annabelle like. She was like a walking talking zombie. "Maybe it would have been better for everyone had he pulled the trigger" she spoke again and Kelly's eyes widened in horror at the thought. "No one really wants me around her and I'm not cut out to be head girl" she half laughed half sobbed as her emotions began to overcome her.

"I want you here" Kelly blurted the words spilling from her mouth before she could stop them. But that wasn't the end of them either. "I need you here to keep me from going insane, even though I'm not in the school anymore your phonecalls are the one things that keep me focused" she said moving even closer to the girl who's eyes were narrowed in confusion. "And I wouldn't have recommended you to be head girl if I didn't think you were capable of coping because I know for a fact that none of them in there would have any idea what so ever" she said her voice breaking slightly as her worry for Annabelle increased. She had never heard her doubt herself as much as now and Annabelle's state of mind was so erratic Kelly couldn't predict what would happen next.

Annabelle just looked at her in shock at the girls words. She had never thought she meant that much to Kelly. Surely Kelly meant a lot to her, hell more than a lot. She couldn't imagine her year and half at the school without the elder girl there to guide her. To comfort her. To make her see who she really is. To hold when she felt low. Yeah Kelly Jones meant a lot more to her than she ever let on. But she knew the same would never be thought back of her. Who could love me?. "You're just saying that to make me feel better" Annabelle said getting to her feet but she swayed dangerously. Kelly jumped up straight away to help her but the girl was out of reach.

Annabelle gripped onto the rails tightly trying to keep her balance as she made her way towards the door. "No I'm not" Kelly yelled after her and Annabelle stopped. "I'm not just saying it" she said again and moved a few steps closer to the girl.

Annabelle spun around and looked at the girl her eyes dangerous. "Prove it" she challenged wanting to know exactly what the girl meant. "You know what actually don't" she said not knowing where her sudden bout of aggression had come from. She spun back around and began to walk away but she heard fast footsteps behind her. Suddenly someone had grabbed her by the arm and span her back around. Before she knew what the hell had happened she could feel Kelly's soft lips pressed firmly against hers.

Her back hit the wall hard but she didn't care. Kelly Jones was kissing her. Her hands wrapped around the older girls waist and pulled her as close as she could. Kelly's hand snaked into Annabelle's hair and pulled their heads closer together. Neither knew how long they had been there for but they only broke apart when the need for air became a necessity. Kelly rested her head against Annabelle's a large smirk on her face. A drunken lobsided grin came across Annabelle's face as she saw the smudged lipstick across Kelly's cheek. "I thought I told you no" she slurred her mind still reeling at what had happened.

"Since when have I listened to you Fritton" she laughed back glad that all of the girls worries had seemed to have disappeared thank to her. As much as she felt bad that Annabelle had been feeling that way if she hadn't have been then Kelly wouldn't have even attempted to do what she just had. Sighing she put her hands on Annabelle's cheeks and made the girl look her in the eye. "Don't you worry about a thing 'Belle, he didn't shoot you and it's not as if he's going to come back and finish the job, it's over and you're still here" she smiled and Annabelle nodded as a stray tears suddenly fell from her large eyes. Kelly wiped it away and let the girl nuzzle her head into the crook of her neck. "You're still here with me" she grinned into the girls hair who was sobbing gently on her shoulder.

"What are we going to do now" Pomfrey's assistant Peters asked him as he sat opposite the man who was sat there looking rather dishevelled. "Surely there's something we can do Sir" the man asked and Pomfrey nodded.

"Yes there is" he said a mad smile on his face. He couldn't believe it. He had been outsmarted by a bunch of girls. Schoolgirls. He had lost. Men had lost. "We're going to have to finish them all off" he smirked leaning back in his chair. "But they are going to suffer first" he laughed deciding that extreme measures must be taken. "Starting with" he said looking at the photos in front of him. Fingering one he picked it up and handed it to Peters. "Little Miss Fritton" he laughed loudly. He was not going to lose again.

So there we have it guys chapter one, if you liked review guys.