A/N: This is the sequel to "Bring Me To Life." If you haven't read that,
please do, or else this will probably not make much sense. I'm trying to
incorporate Book 5 into this. The year is now 1995, and Harry will be
going into his 6th year at Hogwarts. Sorry it's been so long, but with
school and fencing and Dance Group, it's been hard to update. Anyway, here
is the first chapter of "My Immortal."
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"You used to captivate me, by your resonating light, now I'm bounded by the life you've left behind." ~Evanescence
My Immortal Chapter 1: Back to School
Pain. Blood. Teeth. Claws. Freedom. Arms. Holding. Fire. Heat. Escape. Burning. Flames. Roaring. Music. Black.
Gipsy woke up, startled, sweat dripping down her neck. It was nearly 4 in the morning according to the digital alarm clock on her nightstand. She stood up, her short yet slim body balancing herself on her two feet. It seemed as if she had forgotten how to stand. She bent over to catch herself on her bed. The vision had haunted her yet again. This was only one of the many nights that she dreamt about the night that she almost died. She went to her small flat's bathroom and grabbed a towel. She patted her neck dry, then went into her living room. The table off to the side was messy with many papers. She shuffled through the piles of paper until she came to an envelope addressed to her in emerald ink. She took out the letter that she had read nearly 10 times before. By the streetlights outside her window, she read the letter that Albus Dumbledore sent to her. He wanted her to teach DADA at Hogwarts.
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Later that day, she began packing for the trip back to her former school. She would leave on the 15th, in 5 days. In that week, she left her job yet again at the Sparkling Biter, after telling Dagma, who was the bartender there now, what had happened.
"Be safe," was all that she said. Gipsy smiled.
"Hogwarts is the only place where I could be safe."
*
A week before term was to start, Gipsy made her way to King's Cross station, to platform 9 ¾. She settled herself in a fairly crowded compartment and watched the landscape change as the train made its way to Hogsmeade. The ride was uneventful, and Gipsy spent most of the time coming up with lesson plans for her classes.
In Hogsmeade station, she looked around for a reception party, and found Minerva McGonagall waiting for her. The old professor waved her over, smiling.
"Welcome back," she said, as she led the young girl up towards the castle. "The Headmaster would like to see you later tonight, after you get yourself settled in. I daresay you'll be busy getting things unpacked." The conversation ended as they reached the castle.
Through the oak doors and through the hallway, they met no one, until they reached the DADA office. Gipsy set her stuff down and said goodbye to McGonagall.
"If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask," she said. With that, she left, leaving Gipsy alone to unpack and collect her thoughts. A few hours later, somewhat exhausted from the trip and the unpacking, she made her way to Dumbledore's office. She vaguely stared at the gargoyle before realizing that she needed the password to get into the office. She stood there, wondering what it could possibly be, but after a few moments of cogitation, she figured that she was too tired and would take a nap before attempting to try to speak to Dumbledore. As she stepped away from the gargoyle, however, the statue moved and out came Albus Dumbledore himself, talking with someone, who's voice Gipsy did not recognize. She turned around to see a much older Severus Snape speaking. Her eyes went cold as she saw him, but as he noticed her presence, he did not seem to recognize her.
"What would a student be doing here, a week before term?" He asked silkily, while trying to see who it was.
"I wouldn't know, considering I am not a student anymore, Severus," Gipsy said with a bite on his name. Snape blinked for a second.
"It can't be," he whispered. "Gipsy Burke? Why I had taken you dead now for at least-"
"Sixteen years now," she finished for him. "However, as you can see, I am alive and well. I didn't expect to see you here, alive as well. I had thought-"
"Miss Burke, I'm glad to see you're here now," Albus interrupted quietly. Gipsy shut her mouth as Snape gave her a triumphant smirk. "Severus, I shall see you at dinner." Snape nodded his head. "Of course, Headmaster," he muttered as he made his way back to his dungeons. As Snape rounded a corner, Dumbledore spoke again.
"I see that you have returned yet again." Gipsy nodded.
"Yes, I never thought I'd see this place again. It almost feels like coming back home. So many memories." she drifted off. Albus looked at her.
"Of course, I'm sure you have been working on lessons, and that is not what I want to talk with you about. As you know, Lord Voldemort has returned, and this is one of the reasons why I brought you here." Gipsy flinched the slightest when Dumbledore said Voldemort, more out of lack of use of the name that fear of it. When Lily and James were alive, the name passed through her lips everyday without a thought, but now, even with the references to him, she barely used it. "I'm sure you can remember the number of chats you had with Miss Evans and Misters Black, Lupin and Potter, about why Voldemort needs a creature like yourself," Gipsy nodded and Dumbledore continued, "and that is the primary reason, which you must have already deducted, of why you are here." Albus sighed. "Even after fifteen years of trying to just return to his body, he is still obsessed with the idea that death is the worse thing that can happen to anyone." This was aimed more as a musing to himself rather than to her, so Gipsy remained silent, and continued walking, trying to keep up with the old man's tempo.
"Might I ask, Headmaster," Gipsy asked after a few minutes of silence, what the Order is doing as of right now?" Dumbledore looked at her.
"Ah, yes, I thought this might come up," he replied. "Yes, the Order is doing all that it can to calm the panic that has swept the country in the past three months now. And, of course, we are still recruiting discreetly, everyone we can." However, on this matter he would speak no more. "I am sure that you are tired after the day's journey. Get some rest, and I will see you at dinner in a few hours." Gipsy nodded and left Dumbledore. Back in her new quarters, she fell asleep until dinner.
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A/N: Well? Good start? I hope so, of course, I'm finishing this chapter up at 12:30 in the morning now, but I'm too anxious to wait to put it up, so, I hope you all enjoyed it. I think I might be able to get myself to write more especially when I can do it at school, too. Well, as always, r/r! Thanks!
~GypsySwordGodess
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"You used to captivate me, by your resonating light, now I'm bounded by the life you've left behind." ~Evanescence
My Immortal Chapter 1: Back to School
Pain. Blood. Teeth. Claws. Freedom. Arms. Holding. Fire. Heat. Escape. Burning. Flames. Roaring. Music. Black.
Gipsy woke up, startled, sweat dripping down her neck. It was nearly 4 in the morning according to the digital alarm clock on her nightstand. She stood up, her short yet slim body balancing herself on her two feet. It seemed as if she had forgotten how to stand. She bent over to catch herself on her bed. The vision had haunted her yet again. This was only one of the many nights that she dreamt about the night that she almost died. She went to her small flat's bathroom and grabbed a towel. She patted her neck dry, then went into her living room. The table off to the side was messy with many papers. She shuffled through the piles of paper until she came to an envelope addressed to her in emerald ink. She took out the letter that she had read nearly 10 times before. By the streetlights outside her window, she read the letter that Albus Dumbledore sent to her. He wanted her to teach DADA at Hogwarts.
*
Later that day, she began packing for the trip back to her former school. She would leave on the 15th, in 5 days. In that week, she left her job yet again at the Sparkling Biter, after telling Dagma, who was the bartender there now, what had happened.
"Be safe," was all that she said. Gipsy smiled.
"Hogwarts is the only place where I could be safe."
*
A week before term was to start, Gipsy made her way to King's Cross station, to platform 9 ¾. She settled herself in a fairly crowded compartment and watched the landscape change as the train made its way to Hogsmeade. The ride was uneventful, and Gipsy spent most of the time coming up with lesson plans for her classes.
In Hogsmeade station, she looked around for a reception party, and found Minerva McGonagall waiting for her. The old professor waved her over, smiling.
"Welcome back," she said, as she led the young girl up towards the castle. "The Headmaster would like to see you later tonight, after you get yourself settled in. I daresay you'll be busy getting things unpacked." The conversation ended as they reached the castle.
Through the oak doors and through the hallway, they met no one, until they reached the DADA office. Gipsy set her stuff down and said goodbye to McGonagall.
"If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask," she said. With that, she left, leaving Gipsy alone to unpack and collect her thoughts. A few hours later, somewhat exhausted from the trip and the unpacking, she made her way to Dumbledore's office. She vaguely stared at the gargoyle before realizing that she needed the password to get into the office. She stood there, wondering what it could possibly be, but after a few moments of cogitation, she figured that she was too tired and would take a nap before attempting to try to speak to Dumbledore. As she stepped away from the gargoyle, however, the statue moved and out came Albus Dumbledore himself, talking with someone, who's voice Gipsy did not recognize. She turned around to see a much older Severus Snape speaking. Her eyes went cold as she saw him, but as he noticed her presence, he did not seem to recognize her.
"What would a student be doing here, a week before term?" He asked silkily, while trying to see who it was.
"I wouldn't know, considering I am not a student anymore, Severus," Gipsy said with a bite on his name. Snape blinked for a second.
"It can't be," he whispered. "Gipsy Burke? Why I had taken you dead now for at least-"
"Sixteen years now," she finished for him. "However, as you can see, I am alive and well. I didn't expect to see you here, alive as well. I had thought-"
"Miss Burke, I'm glad to see you're here now," Albus interrupted quietly. Gipsy shut her mouth as Snape gave her a triumphant smirk. "Severus, I shall see you at dinner." Snape nodded his head. "Of course, Headmaster," he muttered as he made his way back to his dungeons. As Snape rounded a corner, Dumbledore spoke again.
"I see that you have returned yet again." Gipsy nodded.
"Yes, I never thought I'd see this place again. It almost feels like coming back home. So many memories." she drifted off. Albus looked at her.
"Of course, I'm sure you have been working on lessons, and that is not what I want to talk with you about. As you know, Lord Voldemort has returned, and this is one of the reasons why I brought you here." Gipsy flinched the slightest when Dumbledore said Voldemort, more out of lack of use of the name that fear of it. When Lily and James were alive, the name passed through her lips everyday without a thought, but now, even with the references to him, she barely used it. "I'm sure you can remember the number of chats you had with Miss Evans and Misters Black, Lupin and Potter, about why Voldemort needs a creature like yourself," Gipsy nodded and Dumbledore continued, "and that is the primary reason, which you must have already deducted, of why you are here." Albus sighed. "Even after fifteen years of trying to just return to his body, he is still obsessed with the idea that death is the worse thing that can happen to anyone." This was aimed more as a musing to himself rather than to her, so Gipsy remained silent, and continued walking, trying to keep up with the old man's tempo.
"Might I ask, Headmaster," Gipsy asked after a few minutes of silence, what the Order is doing as of right now?" Dumbledore looked at her.
"Ah, yes, I thought this might come up," he replied. "Yes, the Order is doing all that it can to calm the panic that has swept the country in the past three months now. And, of course, we are still recruiting discreetly, everyone we can." However, on this matter he would speak no more. "I am sure that you are tired after the day's journey. Get some rest, and I will see you at dinner in a few hours." Gipsy nodded and left Dumbledore. Back in her new quarters, she fell asleep until dinner.
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A/N: Well? Good start? I hope so, of course, I'm finishing this chapter up at 12:30 in the morning now, but I'm too anxious to wait to put it up, so, I hope you all enjoyed it. I think I might be able to get myself to write more especially when I can do it at school, too. Well, as always, r/r! Thanks!
~GypsySwordGodess