For the first time in my life, I was happy.
Truly happy.
As I opened my eyes that morning as the Dark Lady for the first time, life seemed like a glittering crystal statue. The only thing about crystal, is that with the slightest jolt, it shatters.
I had everything I could want. Two beautiful homes, my own island, a loving family, and best of all: a wonderful husband. I felt a warm, wonderful feeling bubbling up inside my belly. I was happy, fortunate, healthy...
Then the feeling wasn't so wonderful anymore. The feeling was rising higher than my liking. I suddenly knew what was happening.
Scratch the healthy part.
I rolled over and vomited continuously over the edge of the bed.
Oh, joy. What a wonderful way to start my honeymoon. The day after my wedding, I get sick. Just when I thought I was the luckiest woman in the world, disaster strikes. Why is it always me?
Fuck life.
So I was faced with a dilemma. I could... a) wake my sleeping husband right away, b) let him sleep and then alert him when he woke, or c) clean up the mess silently and pretend nothing happened.
Of course, this was not an immediate issue, seeing as I could not control the flow coming from my open jaws. I could tell that whatever was going on, it was serious.
I felt stirring beside me. Then nothing. For moments, I had thought he had awaken, but seemingly, I was mistaken.
I tried to think of what could be going on. I could not recall ever hearing of an ilness that could do this to a person. I felt dizzy, obviously nauseous, exhausted, and very hot. The closest I could think of was Hallow's Eve flu, but that would only occur on Halloween, and we were nearing the end of July. Besides, not all the symptoms matched up. I had had Hallow's Eve flu once before, and I had been chilled. It was nothing like the extreme overheating I felt now.
The covers rustled again and the bed creaked as Voldemort sat up. He probably had not yet registered what was happening. Feeling the end, I tried to sit up, but just as I thought I was done, I felt the sick rising in my throat again and I threw my head over the edge once more.
I wondered how he would react. Would he be shocked? Disgusted? Concerned? Just nervous and uncomfortable? Tears sprung to my eyes as I struggled to stop, but I felt so sick.
Suddenly, there was a hand pulling back my hair, and another rubbing my back. I felt only a small sense of relief that he wasn't too revolted to do anything. I had known all along.
"Bella? Bella, what's going on?" I could hear the worry in his groggy voice.
I couldn't even pause to answer.
I felt a charm settle in my core, but I only felt worse. A slightly stronger spell was uttered softly and this time I was able to stop. With another inaudible incantation, the mess vanished. Firm, yet gentle hands pulled me back onto the bed and towards him.
"What is this?" he hissed. "How do you feel?"
I gulped. "Sick."
"I noticed. I would have used a more powerful spell, but I didn't want to hurt you. Do you know what's wrong?"
I shook my head. "I've never heard of anything like what I just felt."
He sighed. "Describe it. I'll see what I know."
"Okay... well I feel unnaturally sick. Like... nauseous. And my stomach also feels... well, different. Other than nauseous, there's something else. It might be warmth. I feel hot all over..." I paused as his face paled.
"Go on..."
"Umm... I'm really dizzy, REALLY tired, and... hungry?"
He nodded his head and reached out to feel my forehead. He pulled it away quickly. I could see it was red, as if he had been burned.
"Well? Do you know what's wrong with me?"
"Dragon fever."
"Come again?" I had studied magical illnesses before, but never had I heard of "dragon fever." I had even taken very advanced classes, but never was it even mentioned.
I realized I was broadcasting my thoughts.
"Dragon fever, yes. It's very rare, which is why you've probably never heard of it. I suppose, along with my apologies, I should congradulate you, as well."
"What?"
"Bella, did you use any Dark magic last night?"
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"Answer me."
"Okay, okay, it wasn't THAT bad! His fingers might grow back!"
He smirked and shook his head. "You're not in trouble. You see, dragon fever is a rare illness that only Dark wizards and witches get. It happens after you use a certain amount of Dark Magic."
"How do you know this?"
"I got it a very long time ago. Don't worry," he said, seeing as I backed away, "it's not contagious, and you can only get it once. Though you may feel the symptoms again, even after they seem to be done."
"How long?"
"The worst of it usually lasts two or three months."
I groaned. I really didn't want to deal with this right now. It was my honeymoon!
I still had more questions. "And everything I feel is... normal? Why is it even called dragon fever?"
"Well, you have a wild temperature, dragon-sized amounts of vomit, and despite your sickness, a dragon-sized appetite. Dizziness and exhaustion is also normal. However..."
"However, what?"
"Warmth in your stomach... well, it's been felt before, mostly by young women, but it's a rare symptom." He saw my panic. "Don't worrry, it doesn't mean anything; it's just not commonly felt."
"Ugh... so what do we do?"
"There isn't much to do. Potions don't help and powerful spells are harmful. Dragon fever isn't dangerous, unless overly treated, which happens a lot, unfortunately. Thankfully, we caught it quickly." Despite the seriousness of the situation, I felt like laughing at his thoughtful expression. He was so unlike himself, acting like Mr. Doctor.
"You need rest, lots of blankets, even though you'll be uncomfortable, and ice cream to cool down your system. We need to carefully monitor your temperature, because it'll be risky to let it rise over two hundred degrees."
With that, he conjured a thermometer out of the air and stuck it in my mouth. Within seconds, it beeped and he read the temperature.
"I'd better get you that ice cream quickly," he said, running out of the room.
Well, so much for my romantic honeymoon. Not only was I terribly ill, but my husband was being hopelessly doctor-like, if that makes any sense to say at all. This whole wonderful thing was quickly turned into a disaster.
Hopefully I would be healthy again, soon. I was anxious to get to my feet to repair the pieces of my newly shattered life. Unfortunately, it seemed like it would be a while.
I eyed the thermometer. I reached out and grabbed it, holding the number to the dim light.
Eighty-two degrees celcius. One hundred seventy-nine degrees farenheight.
If I was a muggle I'd be dead. What a great way to start my honeymoon.
I groaned, rolling onto my back. Almost immediatly, I felt nauseous, and I whipped myself around, spreading sick on the floor, once more.
I couldn't believe it.
So quickly, my perfect paradise had become horrible. Why did this have to happen to me? Didn't I deserve some good fortune?
Apparently, I was destined to be unlucky.
So, heeeeeeeeeeeeere it is! The first chapter of "Unlucky!" Things are moving quickly! I just finished "I'm Sorry, Sweeney" yesterday! Please read it if you haven't! I love your support!
If you haven't read my story "The Luckiest" yet, STOP HERE! THIS IS A SEQUEL! READ IT BEFORE READING THIS!
Okay: so I'll sort of give you a timeline: As you can see, "Unlucky" is started right from where "The Luckiest" left off. Right now, this is July, going on to Harry's last year at Hogwarts. I didn't want to confuse anybody who thought that we ended right at OOTP. HBP has already gone by. Assume that that missing time was the time between the OOTP battle, Bellla's healing, and in the time Bella and Voldy waited before getting married. Almost everything is the same. Dumbledore is dead, but Draco has killed him. Don't worry, the HBP battle will be explained in later chapters, but does not play a major roll in the story. Now back to present time: The next month or so will be represented in a short amount of text, seeing as not much exciting will be happening while Bella is recovering. It's only eating and sleeping anyways, so you're not missing much. When she really starts feeling herself again, then we'll pick things up slowly. I'm not giving away major plot points. Bella's life is not in danger, because Voldy is taking good care of her. Right now, it is late July, almost August. Bella will begin to recover throughout August and early September. We'll throw in some romance there. :) I can't give away what will happen in the next eight months, but this story will include the Battle of Hogwarts (yay!). The Battle of Hogwarts took place in early May (May 2, to be exact.) There will be a short follow up to the Battle, maybe describing the month ahead, but just a summary, no details. In total, I am estimating this story to be about 30 normal sized chapters or 15 long ones. It depends on how much I write and how I split it up. Overall, this story covers August (late July) to May (probably to the end of that month), meaning that it will cover 9 to 10 months, all taking place during DH. There will be lots of surprises. I won't promise that Bella and Voldy live. :( But I'm not saying they will die. :)
Sorry if you just read all that and thought it was confusing, annoying, or boring. I just wanted to sum it all up without telling you exactly what happens.
Remember to keep an eye out for new things coming up! I have exact dates listed on the last chapter of "The Luckiest."
Just because I know you won't actually check, I am going to remind you of a very important event. On the New Year, January 1st, I WILL BE CHANGING MY USERNAME! It will become DarkPirateNellie. I hope none of you are disappointed. I just want to switch it because I am often confused with another Harry Potter fan of a similar name who does not currently have a FF account. I also got a little bored of it. But don't worry; this isn't going to be a regular thing. I don't plan on changing my username any time soon after.
Thank you for your patience! Expect a quick update! I have my first few chapters written already. I do need time however, to make necessary changes, edit, and give you all a chance to read before posting a new one. So expect nicely-timed updates, but not rapid.
Thanks so much! Tell me how you liked it so far!
P.S. Anyone who thought something would happen to Voldy, SORRY! :) Not hating on Bella, but unfortunately "spreading the wealth" doesn't actually happen in real life, and this makes for a better story anyways. :) Besides, it is extremely important to the plot that BELLA gets this illness and not Voldy (hope I'm not giving too much away). I really do love Bella. But it's the way things have got to go :)
