A Harry Potter Fan fiction

I don't own Harry Potter

-Real Nightmares –

I return home after a long day with the guys. Jake seriously needs to take a chill pill. He thinks I'm going to fall heads over heels in love and leave the band. I would never choose any guy over my boys. I didn't find the guys at school fun enough and with the twins, David, Jake, and Derek always around, I guess approaching me was difficult. And you know what, while Jake is taking those pills, he should share some with my mom. She didn't notice, but I could tell she was really worried about something. I wonder what she was so worried about. Couldn't she tell me? All we have is each other. As I walk up the driveway, I get this eerie feeling which doubles when I get to the front door. What the heck happened here? The door was ragged and blown to bits, like someone really wanted to get inside the house and blasted it away. Part of me is screaming to run away and the other makes me reach for my wand and go inside. Please mom, please not have been here. I look around and my home looked like a battlefield. Glass littered the floors, chairs missing leg parts, couched overturned, scorch marks all over the walls, the ceiling fan was rotating slowly, menacingly, even though there was no wind to move it. I walk towards the hallway to the kitchen and see her, lying face down, lifeless.

"Mom." I gasp running to her, dropping my wand to turn her over and I almost scream. Her face, my beautiful mother's face was pale; her once vibrant blue eyes were now glassy. I hug her body to me, when I hear foot steps coming toward the staircase and downstairs. I grab for my wand after putting her down.

"Oh kitten. I've been waiting for you." A man's voice calls for me. "I saw you coming from the upstairs window." I stand up, getting ready to fight for my life, yet still wanting to run and walk hesitantly back into the living room and see the man leaning against the wall. He was tall, wearing a long black cloak, with short blond hair, and dark sapphire eyes. "You're a very foolish child for coming in here alone. I would have expected you to run, but you are your great grandfather's child." I raise my wand at him. What did he mean by that?

"I would be and even bigger fool if I ran."

"Are you going to fight me Noel? Yes I know who you are. I've been watching you for a very long time." His last sentence sends chills up my spine. How long is a very long time?

"Who are you and why did you kill my mother?"

"I'm Griffin St Marc the Fourth and I killed your mother because she happened to be home when I arrived." He chuckles. "She did put up a fight as you can see for yourself, but it's obvious who the victor of the fight was." That bastard. "But I restrained myself for you." The way he was looking at me, I didn't like it at all. "You can't run if you wanted because I put a spell on this house, no one can apparate in or out." Does that mean I could walk out? No don't do that, don't walk out. He killed mom, you need revenge. But still, the thought of having to fight him was frightening.

"What do you want?" My voice was shaking.

"Are you scared? You should be." He smirks. Now I'm scared shitless and frozen to the spot. Oh my god I might even pee myself…no Noel you fight and win for mom. "I'm going to hurt you so bad and send you back to your great grandfather in pieces."

"You said no one can get in or out right? Then you won't be able to run when you find out who you're really messing with." He disappears quickly and re-appears at my side, knocking my wand out of my hand and I get slammed against the wall, his hand on my neck. I scream, kicking at him in the stomach to get him to let me go, when he squeezes on my windpipe choking me.

"Now are you going to be a good girl and shut up or do you want me to make this difficult for you?"

"Bite…me." I wheeze and pop a large cauldron over his head and drop it. It hits him, he loses his grip on my neck so I knee him in the groin, grab my wand off the floor, and run for the doorway. I can't do this by myself.

"Oh no you don't you gangly minx." He grunts and puts me in a body bind from behind. I fall forward inches from the doorway. He walks over and kicks my wand from my hand. "You just had to do that didn't you?" He asks turning me over and kicks me in the stomach. Don't touch me. Another kick. DON'T TOUCH ME! There is a flash and he is shot up and stabbed in the chest of the ceiling fan. He grunts and I watch the life fades from his eyes. The spell on me breaks and I scream grabbing my wand to defend myself but he was dead. He begins to slide down and I roll over quickly as he falls down beside me. I killed him. I scramble up and run out of the doorway, ramming into someone who was walking quickly up the driveway wearing a long black cloak like the man inside, but he had greasy black hair and a large nose. I fall backwards but he grabs my hand to stop me.

"You stay away from me! I mean it. Don't touch me or I'll kill you like I killed your friend!" I shout whipping my hand away and point my wand at him.

"I'm not…are you okay? Did he hurt you? Where's your mom? Where's Elaine?" He asks.

"She's dead. He killed her and I-I-I killed him. It was an accident."

"I'm too late. I told Albus, your mother knew someone here knew about your relations with him and was watching you. I should have come earlier." He says frustrated. The name Albus sounds familiar.

"Albus Dumbledore? Mom sent him letters." I sniffle.

"Of course she would. He's your great grandfather. He should have protected his own family." He says angrily.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Severus Snape your god father." He says. "I came here to save you." He came to save me? He is trustworthy? I throw myself at him, crying loudly into his cloak.

"Let him go!" Someone says. I turn and see an older version of myself with tears running down her face and her wand pointed at us. "He isn't trustworthy."

"What do you mean?" I turn back to Snape who had his wand out at my other self.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" He roars and there was a flash of green light blinding me.

"No!" I moan jolting awake, my forehead covered in sweat. Stupid nightmares. I look at the clock next to my cot. It was only 3:45 a.m. For some reason, every time I closed my eyes to go to bed at night, that's all I would dream about since the night, Snape betrayed us. Except sometimes it's me and sometimes it's Harry and sometimes it's me and Harry. Hopefully my moaning didn't wake up Ginny or Mione again. I hated when that happened because they would get worried and start to baby me. I pull off the covers, shivering as my feet touched the floor, and sneak out of the room to Fred and George's room. I open the door and quietly climb into Fred's bed. He stirs, looking at me and blinks. "Hey." I whisper.

"Hey…another bad dream?" He whispers back. I nod. "Okay then. Let Fred take care of you. I'll make sure nothing happens okay." He grabs my hand and entwines our fingers together and after a few minutes, I close my eyes and fall asleep.

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