Calling out your Name

By: auroress13

I feel I need to explain the new title, Calling out your Name. I heard a Song called "The City" which explains the Elena ~ Severus relationship.

"Had a dream had a drowning dream,

Was in a river of pain

Only difference this time I wasn't calling out your name

Has it ended before it's begun

You hold on and I try to run,

But anybody heading in my direction

Away from the city

Anybody want to change the way they feel step inside,

Dosen't really matter where you take me,

Away from the city

I wanna start again

Oh I wanna start again

Funny how those friends forget you when your tired of their games

Missed a show, and a part of their blow

And they've forgotten your name… yeah

I left the me I used to be I wanna see this through

I left the me, I used to be if only you'd see it too"

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter or any characters of her creation that I am using I do however own the plot line of this story and the character Elena Struthers. Don't sue me, yada, yada, yada. You get the point. Please Read and Review.

And without further ado the story….



**The rubies gleamed in the faint moonlight, sending small diamonds of red radiance around the room.

"Emily, you cannot keep running from your destiny, for once you sit and rest it will catch up to you."

He whispered as he hooked the necklace on her pale throat. The necklace was soft silver. From its chain hung smaller silver chains that were intertwined into a Celtic knot; where the chains met they had small teardrop-shaped rubies. At the very bottom of the knot there hung a large oval-shaped ruby that was so red it was almost black. On the back there rested an inscription that she could almost recognize. **

She awoke with a start; her face drenched in a cold perspiration, Emily calmed her rapid pant and closed her eyes. Many times she had received this dream, she had not a clue as to who the man was or where she got the necklace but, it seemed so real that she couldn't quite shake the feeling that some thing was afoot in the kingdom of Nampolis, and she was going to find out… quite sooner than she expected.



Elena put her fountain pen down and took a swig of her slowly cooling mocha latte. She read over her writing in the notebook, it was the beginning of her latest novel. Perhaps this one would sell better than her last, The Emerald Knife. The Emerald Knife, had gotten critically acclaimed by The London Times and The New Castle Star, as well as many of the other newspapers, however it wasn't as well selling, as it should have been. Though it did well enough to get at least $100,000 in American currency but that was only enough to get by for now. She swirled her coffee in its cup and looked up at her surroundings.

Just then a man with short, crimpled gray and sienna hair walked in, he walked up to the counter and ordered. He was wearing a frayed pair of blue jeans with older boots, and light blue T-shirt. He looked to be about in his early thirties despite the grayed hair. Elena tilted her head to the right side and stared at him for a second, quickly she turned her head back down again to avoid being caught staring. He turned around and scanned the coffeehouse, stopping slowly, so as to let his eyes wander on her body. Her eyes drifted up again and met his; they stared for a second and then averted them again.

The barista handed him the coffee and he walked over to the counter with the creamer and the condiments. He put a lid on his coffee and walked over to the table next to the window. He was trying to look at her without staring, and she was staring at him through the corner of her eye.

A few minutes passed and another man walked in and greeted him. The new man was blonde-haired, but he didn't look like a natural blonde, more like he had dyed it. The blonde-haired man looked rather gaunt and was wearing a pair of black jeans that were a little too big, and as well he was togged up in a black t-shirt. The pair was now talking excitably in a low tone. Elena clicked her pen cap on. She finished her mocha, and put her belongings in her green drawstring bag and drew the bag closed with her silver drawstring. She got up and walked by them to the door.

"Voldemort is hiding and I think he is up to something… I don't like this."

She heard the blonde-haired man say. Her eyes widened and she paled. Quickly she walked out the door. She ran to her car, hopefully she could go back to her flat, pack and then get out of town as quickly as possible. She wouldn't go back, not now, not ever. She drove for about five minutes and took the last turn into "Woodland Hills" apartments. She parked her car and walked to the door, unlocked it and then bounded up the stairs and to her flat. Swiftly she picked her flat key and unlocked her door, the door creaked as it always did when she opened it. She gazed across the flat, and her heart nearly stopped when she saw who was sitting in her emerald-green armchair by the window… Lucius Malfoy.

Authors Note; Bwwhhhhaahhahhaha cough haahahhaha Cliff Hanger! Oh the suspense the suspense. I will Finish the second chapter next week so don't worry I won't keep you waiting for long.

Ciao! Ja ne! Salut!