Hello there! This is my first fic, and I had already uploaded it to the Harry Potter Fanfiction website, but I figured I would move it here because I use this account more often. I hope you like it!
"Look...at...me..." I whispered. I looked into those startling green eyes, and saw Lily, flash before me. I saw her beautiful thick red hair, her a small smile that seemed to express unending warmth. I saw her eyes; the eyes that once made me fall so deeply in love that not even death would stop it. I closed my eyes and let the blackness take over.
I was lying in a warm and comfortable bed. The room smelled sweet and fresh. There was a scent in the air that I had ingrained into my memory...a scent that I hadn't smelled in over 17 years. Memories suddenly flashed through my mind. Thick wet blood flooding around my neck, a horrible pain, then those green, green eyes. Panic overwhelmed me and my hands flung to my neck, but there was nothing but soft skin. There was no sign of a wound. I breathed a small sigh of relief without opening my eyes.
I heard small feet tiptoe into the room and I could sense a small figure near me. I opened my eyes and saw how bright the room was before I could make out the figure. My vision came into focus and I simply stared at the small girl who was standing next to me. Her hair was a stunning halo of fiery red hair; her face was soft and relaxed, full of the innocent happiness that accompanied a happy childhood. She looked at me with eyes that were so black, that they seemed bottomless, yet they somehow showed deep warmth within her.
She stared at me, and then quietly whispered, "Are you awake?"
"Yes." I said softly.
"Mummy said pancakes are ready."
She padded out of the room after I nodded slowly, in fake understanding. Her words seemed to melt into the air, creating a pleasant warm feeling within my body. 'Mummy'. Things seemed to be sinking into my normally rapid moving brain slowly. Small girl, snake, red hair, Harry Potter, pancakes... My thoughts were jumbled and mixed. What had happened? Had Nagini bitten me? Was I dead now? I just sat dazed for a minute before I started to get up. I still had a body, but it was different. I was fitter, and looked less starved, as though I hadn't been a double agent fighting a war for the past three years of my life. The delicious smell of pancakes wafted into the room. I got up, following my conscious and ignoring all of the warnings I had so carefully ingrained into my mind. Those were the warnings that had kept me alive for my entire life.
I walked down a short hall into a small room. There was a sink, oven, counter top, and some cupboards all against the far wall of the room. Against a wall to my right was a table. The small girl was sitting there attempting to open the lid of a small bottle of maple syrup. I hurried over to her and opened the bottle for her.
"Thank you," she said happily. It took me a second to realize that, helping children open things has never been an instinct before. I dwelled on that for a minute watching her eat. I was amazed at how happy and at peace she seemed.
I had certainly never been that happy as a child, especially when my father was around. When I looked relaxed he took that as an idea that I needed another beating. I winced ever so slightly, but no memories of the beatings came. I stopped and thought back to my childhood. Instead of the horrible memories that haunted me, I saw a smiling mother and father hugging a small healthy boy with short black hair and pointed features. I could remember what had happened in my life, but it seemed distant, as though it were a storyboard of someone else's life. I shook my head to get rid of all my thoughts. I was sick of thinking about the past, and I needed to focus on what was happening now.
I sat down at the table. 'Mummy' the girl had said.
"Do you know where mummy is?" I asked her. The warmth in my voice surprised. I hadn't spoken to someone like that since... I couldn't even remember when.
"Outside, I think." she said through a mouth full of pancakes and pointed toward another room coming off the kitchen. I went into a cozy living room area and saw a glimpse of sunshine coming from two sliding doors. I stepped out of the doors onto a wood patio and saw a small table with a mug of coffee on it. I could see the end of a lawn chair hidden behind a large tilted umbrella. I edged around the umbrella, slowly not daring to think, not daring to hope. My heart started to pound faster. I saw sandals, and long legs leading to jean shorts. I saw the bottom of a green tank top, and the ends of some bright red hair. There she was, Lily Evans sitting before me. The woman, who had stood before me in the Mirror of Erised, was sitting before me now, in this heaven-like place. She looked up from her book and saw me standing there. Her eyes met mine, and they were like a shot of fire whisky, warming my entire body and filling me with a soft buzz. She got up and put her face close to mine. I forgot to breathe.
"Good morning, Sev." she said before gently placing her lips on mine.