The infinite darkness sprinkled with shimmering dots stretched overhead. The wind rapidly blew in a variable motion.
Under the infinite sky of black velvet lays grass of green which tips shimmered under the moonlight. A lean silhouette staggered up the hill, breathing heavily with her hands clutching a bundle to her chest. Her trudge up the hill proved to be a challenge as she stumbled over the rim of her long tattered dress.
The dim light emitted by the moon guided her through the darkness of the night. Her eyes scanned through the dull light that seeped through the darkness as she continued to move up the hill. Her heart thumping loudly as her head throbbed alerting her of the abandonment of rest. Ever since she managed to escape she lacked sleep. The small amount of light cast eerie shadows onto the ground and tree trunks.
Her staggering and stumbling reduced to a minimum; finally she reached the top.
She made it.
Perched on top of the hill was a two story house. It's walls were made of bricks; the window frames were made of dark rose wood matching the doors; its roof painted in the color of blood. Ivy crawled up the walls, so thick that it covered half of the walls outside. Stretching in front of the house were beds of flowers, from tulips to Lillie's to roses. And stretching directly in front of the door was a cobbled path of stones and separating the different beds of flowers from the patches of vegetables. A small fence made of stones surrounded the lawn, where a mail box was built on the right side of the entrance.
A small smile stretched across her lips. She finally made it back to her house; back to her family. Her eyes fixed and glazed with tears of happiness. "Finally.." She murmured, her voice cracking as the pregnant tears of happiness leaked down her cheeks.
Her mind shifted to the latest event that had arose and tainted her life. The eyes that leaked drops of tears full of relief and happiness violently converted to tears of misery and pain that poured down her cheeks. She remembered it all vividly. Similar to an endless nightmare. It played rapidly in her head, over and over again, causing the pain to drill deeper into her heart. She heard the taunting voices echoing inside her head. Her vision blurred through the tears that gathered, however, she refused to cry so she screwed up her eyes shut, tightly; desperately trying to hold back the tears that wanted to scroll down her face.
The memory glued itself to the back of her eyelids and started to play.
Black robed men with skull masks encircled her group of friends and herself. Fear paled their faces and stunned their beings. Her arms and legs stiffened and will not accept demands of movement from the brain; her heart rattled with fear and her breathing ragged. Suddenly, the temperature dramatically fell sending goosebumps and a chill down her spine. The men parted; making way for the figure draped in luxurious robes, covering its whole body. The mysterious figure walked towards them with seeming grace. His head (knowing its a He from the board-ness of his shoulders) held high. A gigantic snake slithered by him; hissing and spitting at them. His movement abruptly stopped in front of the closely packed group of girls. And she held her breath. Afraid of making any noise that might direct his attention. Attention was the lest she was seeking at the moment. Digging a hole and burying herself all of a sudden sounded tempting. She knew who they were- who doesn't?- she knew that if she's to speak out of line, it'll be the end. She had heard certain rumors of what the man and his followers had done to people who dared to speak; torturous things are done, things beyond Death. "Don't they all look appealing?" Spoke a deep voice. Cackles and laughter, along with murmurs of agreement followed. /Yes, digging a hole sounds like a very excellent idea./ She thought to herself. "Take them all." Demanded the voice of none other than he feared Lord Voldemort.
Darkness followed.
Once she awoke; her memory was confirmed. The room she was in was dark and eerie, nothing like the park they were in. The walls that surrounded her were made of cobblestones with moss growing out of each crevice; water dripped down from the ceiling forming a loud tap once contacting with the ground; the air lingered heavily with the scent of Death and sufferings; chains lay on the walls with hammered metal shackles on the floor. The floors seemed to share various stories of the depression and suffering of each prisoner. Petrifying silence covered the place- expect for the constant tapping noise. Terrified, she curled up on the cold floor with her knees hugged close to her chest and her arms wrapped protectively around her petite form. At first the tears scrolled down silently but with time they became sobs that wrecked her body. It took maybe days or hours until light seeped into the dark room. Providing a dull vision of her whereabouts. At the doorway a Death Eater stood; his mask remanded a shelter to his identity. He stalked towards her causing a whimper to escape her dry and cracked lips. She pushed herself towards the far end of the wall. "No, please.." She squeaked.
His footsteps echoed as he neared. "Ssh, I'm not here to hurt you.." Rasped his voice soothingly. "Please.." Her heart skipped a beat.
His hand gripped her forearm and pulled her to her feet. She squirmed in attempt of freeing herself from his painful grip. His hand squeezed tightly, causing her squirms to mate with kicks and shrugs. Pushing her away; she fell. Her body painfully contracted with the floor. A moan escaped her cracked lips. Slowly the Death Eater drew out his wand. "Stupefy." He murmured. His footsteps echoing as he neared her, once again. A light tap on her head and a soft murmur of "Levioso." Levitated her body above the ground.
The jet of red light hit her in the middle of her back; she froze.
Shortly, he stopped. His shoes straight within her line of view.
Her back towards the entry of the room he levitated her out. It was like ridding a roller coaster blindly; everything passed by in a blur and everything happened abruptly.
The sudden halt brought darkness along, knocking her unconsciousness
Her eyes fluttered briefly before everything cleared. Apparently, she was in what she assumed was a throne room. Looking around she realized that she wan't the only captive there. Last thing she heard was his deep voice claiming one: "That one." Once she awoke; she found herself in a luxurious chamber. She was laying upon a soft bed covered with green velvet and her head rested upon a fluffy pillow. A moan of pleasure escaped her lips as sleep loomed ahead. "Glad you like it." Hissed a voice, softly. Seemingly speaking above her. Her eyes flew open to come face to face with a very handsome man; if it wasn't for his crimson eyes and the smirk of a devil plastered across his sharp features. She whimpered and shivered beneath him. "Hush and relax, my dark lady." He whispered into her ears, seductively. Biting her earlobe before trailing kisses down her neck.
Before she fell out of conscious.
And she would be damned is she admitted that she enjoyed his touch and the love they made, every time until she found out she's pregnant with the Heir of Voldemort.
A loud cry pierced through her memory. It slashed through the ties that placed her mind in that specific memory; dragging her instead to reality. Her eyes fluttered open and the tears she held back broke through and poured down her cheeks. Her arms clutched onto the baby for dear life. Tightly she gathered the bundle close to her chest; placing a shield of protection around her baby, protecting the child of the invisible darkness that wanted to hurt him.
"Hush, little baby.." She sung softly. "Mummies here and no one shall hurt you, my dear. Hush and go to sleep, before the starts twinkle away."
She walked hurriedly towards the house.
Knocking sharply she was allowed entry.