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Dementors' Sacrifice: Chapter 1
Night fell upon the home of the unknowing girl, the average 15 year old soon to be 16. Tonight, the dawn of her birthday, she would begin to learn all. The girl had been hidden in a different part of the world and forgotten as she had thought. She had never existed in some eyes. She believed there was no hope in her life left to hold on too. Her fears would soon be full-blown.
The night sky was beaming with the light of a thousand stars and the full moon, and the girl had just gotten into her small bed. Silence had filled the halls; yet, a single creak caused her to stir. Turning around, she thought nothing of it until the girl realized she was looking into the face of a masked figure, cloaked in black.
There was no time for a reaction to occur. The figure had advanced on her, covering her mouth, she was too slow, and the girl let out a muffled scream. Another came towards her, seizing her hands behind her back and pointed something at the back of her neck. Thought to be a gun, the girl froze, and without warning they were gone.
Instantly she was transported into a dark cell, left feeling light-headed and dizzy. Seconds later she realized she was being forced out of her muggle pajamas, and into ordinary wizarding clothes. They then left her, alone and lost. She was trapped and confused. There was hardly any light, only strips of light from glowing torches outside the cell door cascaded through the rusty bars.
It seemed as though she had once again been forgotten, when the door began to unlock and swing open once the two men had murmured something. This time she was quicker and began to run; however, she wasn't fast enough.
"Immobilous!" shouted one of the dark figures. The girl stopped dead in her tracks, and felt her body drop to the floor. She tried to scream for help, but found that she was unable to move. The girl was then dragged down the dank narrow hallway littered with echoes of screams and crying, and brought to what seemed like an auditorium of sorts. They bound her to a chair, placed in the center of the large room, tying up her hands and feet.
"I'm dreaming," she thought to herself, "I'm not r-really here.I can wake up anytime I like." but the thoughts had faded, the curse had run its course, and she was able to speak. "Wake Up!" she yelled to herself. The dark figures encircled around the room just laughed. * * * Tell me if u like it. I'll have more later
Night fell upon the home of the unknowing girl, the average 15 year old soon to be 16. Tonight, the dawn of her birthday, she would begin to learn all. The girl had been hidden in a different part of the world and forgotten as she had thought. She had never existed in some eyes. She believed there was no hope in her life left to hold on too. Her fears would soon be full-blown.
The night sky was beaming with the light of a thousand stars and the full moon, and the girl had just gotten into her small bed. Silence had filled the halls; yet, a single creak caused her to stir. Turning around, she thought nothing of it until the girl realized she was looking into the face of a masked figure, cloaked in black.
There was no time for a reaction to occur. The figure had advanced on her, covering her mouth, she was too slow, and the girl let out a muffled scream. Another came towards her, seizing her hands behind her back and pointed something at the back of her neck. Thought to be a gun, the girl froze, and without warning they were gone.
Instantly she was transported into a dark cell, left feeling light-headed and dizzy. Seconds later she realized she was being forced out of her muggle pajamas, and into ordinary wizarding clothes. They then left her, alone and lost. She was trapped and confused. There was hardly any light, only strips of light from glowing torches outside the cell door cascaded through the rusty bars.
It seemed as though she had once again been forgotten, when the door began to unlock and swing open once the two men had murmured something. This time she was quicker and began to run; however, she wasn't fast enough.
"Immobilous!" shouted one of the dark figures. The girl stopped dead in her tracks, and felt her body drop to the floor. She tried to scream for help, but found that she was unable to move. The girl was then dragged down the dank narrow hallway littered with echoes of screams and crying, and brought to what seemed like an auditorium of sorts. They bound her to a chair, placed in the center of the large room, tying up her hands and feet.
"I'm dreaming," she thought to herself, "I'm not r-really here.I can wake up anytime I like." but the thoughts had faded, the curse had run its course, and she was able to speak. "Wake Up!" she yelled to herself. The dark figures encircled around the room just laughed. * * * Tell me if u like it. I'll have more later