Title: Dream a Little Dream of Me
Author: YoungPadfoot
Note: My first attempt at a full-length story, so any flames submitted will be used to keep me snuggly warm during those cold nights! ^_^ Enjoy!
Dream a Little Dream of Me
A tall dark figure apparated in front of house nestled deep into the woods. The shadow proceeded to walk up the stone walkway, his 'servant' trailing cautiously behind.
"Master, are you sure this in necessary?"
The figure ignores his pleas and mutters 'Alohomora', opening the door quietly.
He walks briskly into the family room, where three are present; a man, a woman, and a small child.
The man rises and stands in front of the women and child, trying to shield them from the threatening sight.
"Tell me where they are" the shadow rasps.
"Who?"
"The Potters, you fool! Tell me where they are!"
The woman rises and joins her husband with a stubborn and determined look on her face.
"Never."
"You fool! Why risk your pitiful life that you value so much, just to hide some old school friends. For the last time, tell me where they are!"
The man gulps and replies "You heard her, never.."
"You're mad, all of you, but so be it. I shall not take your lives, but those precious memories you value so much! Your lives don't mean much, but your past does!"
The figure takes out his wand and recites the spell. The man and the woman fall to the ground, their eyes wide and cloudy, almost in a trace.
The child is too, on the floor, but not in the same state as his parents. The baby stares at the two limp bodies before him.
The figure smiles in a cruel manner.
He turns and walks out, his servant scuttling behind. The servant steals a look as they depart.
He knows his shame.
As the two prepare themselves for another journey, a baby crying is heard from inside…
"Neville, Neville, wake up!"
Neville jerks awake, blinking in the light that greets him. His fellow roomates, Harry, Ron, and Seamus are crowded around his bed.
He sits up, tucking his knees under his chin and hugging his legs.
"What's wrong? You were sobbing into your pillows, almost like someone was killing you slowly…"
Neville takes a deep breath and replies "Maybe he is, killing me slowly."
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oOo… Kind of dramatic, but I like it… Hope you did too… R&R!