Finally! I wrote it, the first chapter of the sequel of Green Eyed Twin, enjoy!
darkness |ˈdärknis|
noun
1 the partial or total absence of light : the office was in darkness.
2 wickedness or evil : the forces of darkness.
Darkness, a word with two meanings, different yet alike.
The partial or total absence of light, some of us are afraid of it, we all remember when we were little and snuggled inside our beds and slightly opened our eyes to our dark rooms and saw strange shapes we couldn't identify turn into terrifying creatures, or think there was a vampire sleeping under our bed ready to bite us when we least expect it, some of us used a night light to get through it, at least that is for Muggles, young wizards asked their parents for the simple spell Lumos to accompany them through the night. Most of us grow old, and forget about the dangerous creatures around our room, and under our beds, we aren't afraid of it anymore, and it seems stupid to be.
Wickedness or evil, a meaning that most little kids would relate to the dark, their fears that they have in their bed at night, the creatures they imagine are never nice, they think wicked thoughts and plan for their death. Adults would relate this meaning to something else, something more powerful, more dangerous, Voldemort.
"Jane!," I heard Mary call, "dinner's ready," I sighed but just lay on my bed not wanting to move at all, not wanting to see her.
"Coming Mary," I shouted turning on my bedside lamp just to be shocked to see my owl right in front of me making me jump in surprise, she had a note on her leg which I took out gently letting her fly away afterwards, I hadn't gotten any letters for a very long time, not from Hermione, Ron, Alex, or Harry. But this one was from him, I gasped in surprise and opened the letter as quickly as I could.
Dear Vic,
I haven't heard from you since you moved back with Ben and Mary.
Okay, I know I should've sent a letter earlier, but there has been a lot going on.
It's almost our birthdays!
How is everything?
Are you okay?
I miss you,
Harry
I have something to tell you Vic, but not by messages, please contact me as soon as possible.
I knew what this type of 'contact' meant, I looked around my room which was completely empty, I sat straight and thought hard,
Harry, are you there?
Victoria, you got my letter then?
Yes, now tell me what you needed to say
Then suddenly everything from Harry's mind came rushing at once, it was too much for me to handle, horcruxes, Voldemort, Dumbledore, Ginny, finding, destroying, death, seven,
Harry make it stop,
I'm sorry, that's pretty much what I wanted to tell you though,
What the bloody hell do you mean, what are horcruxes? I don't understand, explain,
I've got to go
And with that, and only that he was gone, leaving me confused, trying to solve the puzzle i had just experienced in Harry's mind, I didn't get it. I sat on my bed in confusion,
"JANE!" I heard a scream from downstairs,
"Coming!" I yelled and went downstairs where Ben and Mary sat at the dinner table. I looked at them and thought sadly how I could never see them as my parents again, I still couldn't call them my parents, I wasn't comfortable with it, I wasn't comfortable with them, I hadn't ever been, I just wanted to be with Harry, and my friends, they were my family.
As I ate my dinner slowly, I thought, about everything. Everything that had happened after Dumbledore's death, everything that would happen, everything that could happen, what would happen?
I remembered too well what had happened that night, that night that had changed the whole wizarding world forever, and it had all been my fault, me fixing up that stupid cabinet that had brought the Death Eaters to Hogwarts, causing them the possibility to kill Dumbledore, so by helping him I helped Voldemort, helping him, him, it caused me pain just to think about him, I couldn't even say his name without a tears forming in my eyes.
I closed my eyes, and saw his face all too clearly, every detail of his body, every line on his face, every color inside his eyes, every strand of his hair, as if he was there standing right in front of me, staring at me with those grey eyes of his,
"Victoria," he whispered, his voice was so realistic, it was just like I remembered it from the last time I had heard him talk. I heard his voice drumming in my head, letting his hand out for me to grab, his pale large hand, I glanced at it, and then at him, and slowly, yet eagerly reached for his touch-
"Jane!" I heard a firm shake on the shoulder, I opened my eyes to Ben looking at me worriedly, "do you want dessert?" he asked with a smile,
"It's Victoria, alright, not Jane, I hate that name," I said angrily throwing my plate on the floor, letting it crash on the floor shattering into pieces, and got up, running into my room ignoring their pleading calls for me to return. I fell head-on my bed ignoring the buzzing in my head, and the pain I felt inside my body.
I wanted to leave, run, help Harry, do something, not lay in this goddamn house, doing nothing, ignoring Ben and Mary, hating every moment.
Harry, I pleaded in my head,
Harry, please, but there was no answer, no response, no 'hey' back, I was alone, I stared at the four walls of my room, it was dark outside, and nothing was clearly visible in my room, I liked the darkness, and how it hid everything, you couldn't see the flaws of what you had, you could just imagine and make up something beautiful, but my mind was too bundled up to think any nice thoughts.
I fought with myself, my own plans, but I finally agreed to one, the thing I had to do.
I went around my room, picking up the things I would need, and some clothes as well, when I was finally I stared around my room once again, picking up a picture frame that was on the floor, I looked at it, it was a picture of Ben, Mary, and I, when I was eleven, I looked so happy, so in place, we looked like a family, the three of us were smiling and Mary had her arms around me just like a mother would and Ben had his arm around Mary. It was so easy back then, it was so easy to enjoy, to have fun, to ignore the wrong in the world, the flaws that it had, the bad.
I walked soundlessly on each step down the stairs, taking in all the pictures around, and the scent of blueberry pie that the home always had, knowing it would be the last time I would see all of it, feel it, and be in it, at least I hoped so.
I stopped at the last step, there is no going back after this, and for a millisecond i wondered why it was that I didn't want to staywith Ben and Mary, when they were probably one of the best parents out there, at least generally. They did care for me, at least it seemed so, they asked me what I wanted, bought me everything I could've ever wished for, but when I looked at them I didn't see family, their eyes didn't hold love, at least not towards me, which seems strange, but it wasn't real, none of it was.
There was nothing I wanted here, and absolutely nothing I needed, I decided on this, and it was right, it felt right. I reached out for the knob of my door out when I heard a gentle, rough voice call out,
"Going somewhere Victoria?" I turned briefly to see Ben standing there, I had to admit he looked a bit creepy, his face was slightly bent down staring somewhere between the ground and me, his face was half covered by the dark of the night, since there where no lights on, his eyes glowed with something eery which made my blood run cold,
"No," I lied easily, but the giant bag I was carrying didn't help to compliment it,
"Why don't you give me your bag, we need to speak about something," he grabbed my bag roughly without my response, and set on the ground heading into the dining room, he sat down his eyes trailing on me, waiting for me to do the same. I did, soundlessly.
I was a bit freaked out at the moment, because Ben was giving me a strange look and he hadn't even turned the light on, he then proceeded to smile, and not one of those nice smiles either that make you feel warmer inside, it was one of those smiles that made you frown and worry making you hope you weren't there,
"We are so glad you came back," he said simply, but I knew there was more to it, much more,
"Oh, me too," I said smiling, a very fake smile, it was suddenly very quiet, and Ben didn't move, and I didn't dare to,
"Look," he said in a weird tone a different one I didn't recognize, and it was so sudden it made me shudder a bit, "Mary and I are Death Eaters," he said as if it was the most normal thing, my eyes widened, and I locked my fingers of the wand which was inside the pocket of my dark black jeans,
"What?" I exclaimed,
"and you're becoming one too," I stood up immediately, I have to get the hell out of here, but I felt a strong push from my shoulders, causing me to sit back on my chair, I looked up to Mary, who looked just as scary and dark as Ben did,
"Oh no, that will not do," he said making me want to stand up and give him a hard punch, "you're staying,"
"Hurry Ben, we have to get to the meeting," I heard Mary say worriedly, they suddenly started discussing to each other as I thought of a plan to get out, I sighed and just went with my senses.
I hit Mary in the face with my elbow and ran towards the door grabbing my bag on the way I was almost out when,
"Stupefy!" I heard and I was gone, I couldn't see anything, I couldn't move, I was stuck, I was trapped in the darkness.
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