And When The Clock Struck Midnight, After All It Was Kaz Rietveld In The Shoes Of Brekker Looking At

And when the clock struck midnight, after all it was Kaz Rietveld in the shoes of Brekker looking at a shadow with vulnerable eyes, searching for the magic ... but through the eyes of a hard spoken man named Kaz Brekker, he only saw Inej spying on his rich thoughts like a shadow in the dark.

@rosekillermicrofic | Rosekiller | Word Count: ~450 | Prompts: Forbidden, Forest, Smile | Date: 5 July

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"Are you crazy?"

"Shh", Barty hissed.

Evan raised his senses, alarmed by the ripples on the lake. He waited. One. Two. Three. Then carelessly questioned, "Why are we here, Bee?"

"Shh." That was the flat reply.

Evan aimlessly followed the tall boy under the wispy moonlight. Their robes skated over the soil like a phantom. Barty moved dangerously towards the Forbidden Forest and an unknown uncanny feeling strapped them at their movements.

They shouldn't be here, lurking in the shadows of the forest, at the mourning hour of a grimmy night.

"Have you seen the moon?", Barty whispered.

"What's about it?"

"It's beautiful."

"So?", Evan asked.

"It's a lunar eclipse tonight."

"And?"

Barty halted, making the feeble torso of Evan bump into his body.

"I will show you", Barty said, an excitement erupting in him as he turned back to meet Evan's confused eyes.

Then, Barty strictly held Evan by his wrist and they ran. They ran till they found themselves deep into heart of the forbidden land.

Evan heavily breathed, "Have you lost your mind?"

Barty chuckled. Then he said, "Can we wait for some more moments?"

"What's -"

They didn't have to wait. It happened in no time.

The sky blacked out. The moon disappeared as if a big spoon had scooped it from the vast expanse of the night. Evan stood petrified, unable to clear his head.

He whispered, "Bee?"

But, where was Barty? Evan threw his arms, pulled his wand, "Lumos!"

A faint light erupted. But it wasn't enough. There was no Barty, and without him the world was collapsing. It felt like a thousand many emotions pounding his heart.

The light evaporated. And Evan dared not to lighten it again because he was scared, he wouldn't find Barty.

A low, clouded voice erupted from his mouth, " Bee?"

And that was it. A roar or a scream or just maybe an eruption.

Evan saw a silken white fabric, or atleast it looked like one, which swirled past him, whooshing to the left then towards the right. It was bright yet transparent, like a ghost but brighter than the moon. It went through Evan and around him, dancing in the air, swaying along the breeze.

Then it took the shape of a fauna that plainly bounded around Evan, illuminating him. It carved into a silver crown over his head, then touched his lifted wand and disappeared just the way it appeared.

Evan was quite. The sudden change in brightness, blinded him but when he could finally make out his surroundings, he saw Barty smiling.

"What was that?", Evan said.

"Magic."

"That was crazy."

"That was", Barty admitted.

"That was beautiful."

"You are beautiful."

The moon slowly appeared among the clouds. Lunar eclipse doesn't last long. But the smile of his lips that Evan had, seemed like lasting forever.

"Happy Birthday, psych", Barty said.

"I love you, maniac. "

Dead Poets Society and The Perks Of Being A Wallflower....

I know that they are different yet they are the same...in a way atleast....

Carpe diem!

Have a good day!

Dress as you like.

Why does no body talk about the soundtrack of shadow and bones???

It's so damn ethereal ( all bgm-s are) but , can we guys just praise it a bit more.

Barty is the sum total of the Weasley twin's and the Marauders.