Prologue
Blasts were sounding all across the corridor. Flecks of red and green lit the room, a grueling battle being held at the end of the hall. She had to reach them, had to get there before it was to late.
"I'll kill you for hurting her!" Pain etched deep into the gravelly voice. "Tell me what you've done! WHERE IS SHE?"
A flash of red hit the boy square in the chest knocking him down on his back. A malicious chuckle echoed through the halls. "You fool. You can't beat me and you can't save her."
Letting his ego get in the way, the man didn't notice as the boy struggled up to his hands, didn't see the determined glint in his eye as he gripped his wand tight.
"Well if I can't save her, no use keeping you around." His arm shot out, rigid and taught, "Avada Ke-"
"TOM NO!"
Katie Bell shot up in bed, sweat dripping down her forehead and her heart feeling as though it was pounding out of her chest. The nightmares were getting worse, they were darker and scarier as the days progressed. And they were starting to feel real.
She headed to the bathroom and threw some cold water on her face. The deep purple surrounding her eyes made them seem black instead of their usual twinkling dark brown. And as she stared at her reflection trying to see her own soul, she couldn't help but wonder.
Who's Tom? And why does he seem so familiar?