A/N Whelp here it is my first Fanfic.. This is my first stroy posted please do be kind as it is going with no beta.
In the beginning it's going slightly based on the Song Animal I have become by Three Days Grace, but towards the end it strays away from the song...
*Disclaimer* I do not own Harry Potter sadly, but i do wish to borrow the characters from JK Rowling for fanfiction purposes ^^ I'll quit yammering Please Enjoy!
*Prolog*
Animal I Have Become
MM/HG Fanfiction
I'm becoming a monster. This much I am sure is true. This is really getting out of control. Why can't someone save me? Release me from this terrible nightmare. I can't escape this hell. Believe me I have tried many times. I fear the power this animal possesses in order to take over. It not only takes over my mind, but my body and appearance as well. Somebody get me through this nightmare. I try to fight it, push it away even. But it always ends the same. I lose hold of that one thin string of control that keeps the beast at bay. It is then that I'm thrown into a cage within my own mind. I am locked away to witness the beast's destruction. I'm unable to help, defend against, or even break free of the grasp the animal has on me.
My mind is completely full with this animal's thoughts on a day to day basis. But when it's time to feed I am casted aside and the beast steps forward. Why does this always have to happen to me? Me… Minerva McGonagall. One of the strongest witches in the wizarding world by far. But surely there must be a way. Am I not strong enough? Why can't I control it then? It is my mind, my body is it not? Someone please just save me. On these days my fellow professors ask me what is wrong. Even a few of my more caring students have asked as well. So many times I have lied to them. I fear that this maybe my deepest and most dark fantasies coming to life in a form I can't deny. I can't tell if it is my own wishes or a unknown beast's that lays inside my very being. I am undecided of this whole thing. The one thing I am sure of is I am not in control of myself anymore. All the horror I have witnessed. I can't get the images out of my head. All the pain caused that I have seen. All the pain I couldn't defend against. All of the terrible screams that still bombard my ears. All of the victims last tears and pleas. All the lives lost… All lost at my own hands. I'm sitting here in my own mind. I am literally a prisoner to my own thoughts, while the beast is in control. I'm stuck just sitting here in this blasted cage for hours until it finishes. I sit here with my arms wrapped around my legs transfixed to the sight before my eyes. I hold my legs tightly to my chest. My body goes numb after the first hour, but it's the only thing that is keeping me from falling apart. After a while the numbness becomes nothing more than emptiness. It's the only thing that's keeping me from a breakdown. This is the only thing I can do while the beast is in control. I stand aside well in this case sit and watch it's every move.
I watch in horror the scene that plays out before me. The horrific acts being performed in the world, the world outside of my own mind, that is. I'm confined until this savage animal finishes its torture games. I watch as it slaughters those helpless gnomes. It's slowly ripping off their small arms and legs. Enjoying the very few brave enough to try to run or even the daring ones that struggle. It's like a drug for the beast. It feeds off of their pain and suffering. All their terror filled shrieks and frantic movements. All for nothing it seems. Because soon even these gnomes grow tired and give in to their end. It is then their little screams ring out through the silent air piercing my mental trap. The small screams torture me bouncing around my small confinement. They are trapped between the walls within my mind. They play over and over again causing me even more pain. I sit there horrified in my cage staring at the gruesome scene. The images go through my mind like a movie on repeat. I am forced to listen to their tiny screams as they continue to ring in my ears. Till eventually the air grows silent yet again. All this blood, their blood, there is just so much red. The blood covers the floor and all the walls. It drips slowly from my hands, down my front, and pool at my feet. I never knew so much blood could come from such small creatures.
Tears weld up in my eyes from what I have just witnessed and threaten to fall. My vision begins to blur slightly, but I'm not that lucky. Oh no not I. I can still see the horror before me. The horror I have caused. The horror I have failed to put a stop to yet again. All that blood. All of those tiny scattered limbs, thrown carelessly all over the floor. Their little haunting screams that still echo throughout my mental jail. It's my fault entirely my fault. Why am I not in control of my own body? No one can help me now…
A/N I know it's taken me forever to post this, and the reason is well because I am truly lazy... I just recently decided it was time to get off my butt and post my stories. Now i can't promise i will update every week, but you can harass my inbox if you feel i'm taking to long to update i dont mind.
p.s my spelling is pretty bad so if i make any mistakes just let me know okie? Anyways yammering again, i should be able to update the first chapter sometime this week.. Hoped you like the story ^^
~Angel