Chapter One:

It was another cold night and as I lay in my bed I dreamt of the same dream that always occurred on nights such as this. I am in the womb. Comfy and warm until I begin to absorb an ice cold liquid which leaves my body burning and my senses stronger. Light started to creep into my room making it hard to sleep. I slowly made my way down stairs into the empty main hall. I poured myself a drink and sat at the long metal table thinking about last night's dream. I had so many questions to ask my mother but it would have to wait. She wasn't here. My uncle had in place plans to return my mother but they too would have to wait. Unfortunately waiting isn't my strongest point.

As I sat with my back to the wooden doors my senses prickled. I became aware that someone was watching me, but who? I could picture the rise and fall of their chest as they took in deep breaths, trying to be still and quiet. Tip toeing across the dark cold hard floor and into the room.
"It's impolite to sneak around in the shadows, Blaise."
"How did you know it was me?"
"You drag your right foot when you walk and you wear that musky cheap cologne." I looked up at him and smiled. He looked confused and began to smell his clothes.
"It's not cheap."

He sat down at the table and began to feast on the mountain of food. Watching him eat made me feel sick and before long the others would be awake. I stood making my chair drag along the floor, making a scratching sound, that Blaise didn't like. I got changed and headed out with my wand and bow. I decided I would spend the day in the woods and hunt. By sunset I had caught two snakes, three birds and some fish. The house wasn't far. It was a grand place. Big with plenty of rooms and space but dark. Everything was black, silver and cold.

I went straight to the kitchen and gave cook my game. I joined the others in the lounge. The fire was lit and I sat in my favourite arm chair.
"So, how is everybody?" I looked around the room with one eye brow raised. Marcus looked at me and then the floor.
"I'm fine Kacia, long day at school. Draco fell off his broom." Marcus smiled and tried to hold back a laugh. Draco quickly looked up, embarrassed.
"Good and don't worry Draco, everybody falls off their broom. Isn't that right Marcus?" Marcus looked at the floor and his smile disappeared and one appeared upon Draco's face.

The next morning my uncle came to visit. His demeanour wasn't as strong and confident as usual, he seemed tired and frail. His golden hair was out of place and his eyes were heavy.
"Good morning my little warrior. I bring good news."
"Good morning. Is it about my mother?"
"Yes, we've had to bring our plans forward, we're going to rescue her tonight."
"Can I join you?"
"No my dear, Sorry. Well I must be on my way. See you later."

For the rest of the day I told everybody to leave me and I would be in my room. I lay on my bed and focused all my attention on the birds circling in the skies. Slowly my senses connected with an eagle, I began to see the forest and all its fine details. I began to feel the cold of the wind on my skin and hear the noise of its wings flapping. Before long I was no longer in my mind but the eagles. I flew to my uncles house where he and a few others were just leaving. I followed them. If I couldn't be there to help them rescue my mother, I wanted to see those who could. They jumped into three boats and paddled across the black water to the tower in the distance. My uncle looked the most nervous. Flinching in the boat making it rock side to side. His friends in another boat, looking around, scouting the trees with their wands out ready. As I flew closer to the dark building in the distance, I could feel it getting colder and the leaves beginning to ice over. Not too far from the old building they pulled up to the river banks and went on foot. With each step they looked more worried and nervous.

I could feel something creeping up on me. Dark and cold, as I turned I was staring into its hollows where once it's eyes belonged. It wasn't a who but a what. It didn't seem to notice me and flew straight towards the group, that was my mother's rescue party. I started to fly quicker but It had already reached them, but did them no harm. My uncle was afraid and spoke with a slight tremble in his voice. I sat on a branch and watched as it flew away and headed toward the gates. My uncle and his friends hid in the tree line. I flew away and watched as it approached the guards. The guards didn't move from their statue like state, not expecting what happened next. The blacked cloaked creature began to suck out their souls. They let out their last breath and fell to their knees, finally hitting the ground hard. Then at that moment my mind knew what this creature was, it was a dementor. My uncle and his friends ran through the gates and up into the old building.

I sat on a gate post waiting for their return and not before long, I heard it, my mother's laugh. It had changed, she sounded deranged and manic. I guess Azkaban does that to people. But finally she was free. I flew home and disconnected myself from the eagle. I fell into a deep sleep and had a dreamless night.

A/N Hi I'm new to Fanfiction, this is my first attempt at a story. Any helpful advice and reviews are welcome. I hope you have enjoyed what I have written so far. Stay tuned for the next chapter. Thank you. Side note: I'm currently reading The Ties that Bind by Lil-Mistress-Quill xxx