The Crow: Solace
Rated: R
Author: Mad Love Dreamer
Ship: This is a D/G (draco and ginny) Fic! If you dont like it, well why did you click on the link anyway, IDIOT!
Disclaimers: The Crow does not belong to me, Nor does any of the characters of the Harry Potter universe. Im just barrowing them for now!
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"People used to think that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes... only sometimes the crow brings that soul back to set the wrong things right."
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It was horrible, what had happened that night. I don't want to remember the way that I had found them, in the forbidden forest. She was tied to a tree, standing, the ropes were wound so tight around her that they cut into her skin, so deeply that she wouldn't had survived even if we had found her in time. Her throat was cut so she couldn't scream or speak any last words; her clothes were ripped from her body and found later that she was raped repeatedly.
We found him not very far from the site of her death; he was chained not 5 feet away, the cuffs cut into his wrists, the looks of struggle. His hands were crushed and his arms broke in several places. We came to the conclusion that he had been forced to watch, and that he had screamed and shouted until he gushed blood from his raw throat. What made it worse, was that he died, his back resting against the tree, his eyes strait at her. Tear tracks were burned into his skin, as if his tears had been made of molten lava.
When we arrived and started to move his body, it burst into flame, we were hardly able to put the fire out, but we did save it from being destroyed.
It was horrible, I don't think I will ever forget that day we found them. It wrenched my heart at the sight, and now this day was the anniversary of their death. January 1st, New Years Day.
The worse thing was that no evidence was found. There was no way we could find who did this, for there were no witnesses or survivors. Its disgusts me, and I don't think I will ever rest decently again.
Blaise Zabini raised his eyes to the sky above him, and raised his wine glass. "For you, Draco and Ginny." He looked down at their graves and dropped two white roses and left the cemetery.
Later that Evening
A crow cawed in the dark night, its ebony wings flapping as it came to land on a head stone in the cemetery. It cawed again and fluttered it wings as if unsettled, its black eyes looking around. It hopped from one headstone to another and pecked at it.
The ground started to push upwards and slowly a hand came out of the dirt. It was soon followed by another hand and then a whole body broke out of the ground. The figure collapsed onto the ground gasping roughly as if it needed air.
The crow hopped off of the headstone and down to the ground, it pecked at its hand. The figures head looked up, scarred beyond recognition. The crow jumped back and cocked its head to the side, before hopping up and starting to peck at the skin. The figure getting the picture, started to peel away at the scarred skin. It fell away in patches, moist and disgusting. Once the figure has peeled away all of the scarred skin it looked up at the crow, which had jumped back on the headstone.
The figure, raising a hand, traced the letters that were writing on the head stone. "Draco Lucius Malfoy..." He looked up at the bird as it hopped to the headstone that rested beside it. "Virginia Evelyn Weasley.." The figures hand brushed the head stone, and it gasped. Its eyes rolled upwards as images started to flash before him.
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It was a funeral, it witnessed, a bunch of red heads were gathered around on one side, with a few other people that he guessed were friends of the deceased. He looked on the other side and saw two blondes and younger people gathered around behind them. He guessed they were friends of the other deceased. ~FLASH~ It was going by quickly now; he saw a smiling red haired beauty in front of him. She was speaking to him, calling him Draco or love. He felt something swell up inside of him...
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He gasped and jumped back from the grave stone, "Ginny... Gin!" He grasped his chest as it was rising and falling very quickly. "This isn't possible... I'm dead, why am I here." He whispered.
The crow cawed, and he looked up at it. "You.. brought me back. I understand. Oh Gin, love. I'm so sorry!" He curled up on her grave and stayed that way for a long long time...
So tell me what you think! Should I continue this? review, even if I only get a few, I will right the next part. So REVIEW!! Make me want to write more! Its only the prologue, that chapter will be much longer.
Peace
Mad Love
serraye_sanada@hotmail.com
Rated: R
Author: Mad Love Dreamer
Ship: This is a D/G (draco and ginny) Fic! If you dont like it, well why did you click on the link anyway, IDIOT!
Disclaimers: The Crow does not belong to me, Nor does any of the characters of the Harry Potter universe. Im just barrowing them for now!
\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/
"People used to think that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes... only sometimes the crow brings that soul back to set the wrong things right."
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
It was horrible, what had happened that night. I don't want to remember the way that I had found them, in the forbidden forest. She was tied to a tree, standing, the ropes were wound so tight around her that they cut into her skin, so deeply that she wouldn't had survived even if we had found her in time. Her throat was cut so she couldn't scream or speak any last words; her clothes were ripped from her body and found later that she was raped repeatedly.
We found him not very far from the site of her death; he was chained not 5 feet away, the cuffs cut into his wrists, the looks of struggle. His hands were crushed and his arms broke in several places. We came to the conclusion that he had been forced to watch, and that he had screamed and shouted until he gushed blood from his raw throat. What made it worse, was that he died, his back resting against the tree, his eyes strait at her. Tear tracks were burned into his skin, as if his tears had been made of molten lava.
When we arrived and started to move his body, it burst into flame, we were hardly able to put the fire out, but we did save it from being destroyed.
It was horrible, I don't think I will ever forget that day we found them. It wrenched my heart at the sight, and now this day was the anniversary of their death. January 1st, New Years Day.
The worse thing was that no evidence was found. There was no way we could find who did this, for there were no witnesses or survivors. Its disgusts me, and I don't think I will ever rest decently again.
Blaise Zabini raised his eyes to the sky above him, and raised his wine glass. "For you, Draco and Ginny." He looked down at their graves and dropped two white roses and left the cemetery.
Later that Evening
A crow cawed in the dark night, its ebony wings flapping as it came to land on a head stone in the cemetery. It cawed again and fluttered it wings as if unsettled, its black eyes looking around. It hopped from one headstone to another and pecked at it.
The ground started to push upwards and slowly a hand came out of the dirt. It was soon followed by another hand and then a whole body broke out of the ground. The figure collapsed onto the ground gasping roughly as if it needed air.
The crow hopped off of the headstone and down to the ground, it pecked at its hand. The figures head looked up, scarred beyond recognition. The crow jumped back and cocked its head to the side, before hopping up and starting to peck at the skin. The figure getting the picture, started to peel away at the scarred skin. It fell away in patches, moist and disgusting. Once the figure has peeled away all of the scarred skin it looked up at the crow, which had jumped back on the headstone.
The figure, raising a hand, traced the letters that were writing on the head stone. "Draco Lucius Malfoy..." He looked up at the bird as it hopped to the headstone that rested beside it. "Virginia Evelyn Weasley.." The figures hand brushed the head stone, and it gasped. Its eyes rolled upwards as images started to flash before him.
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It was a funeral, it witnessed, a bunch of red heads were gathered around on one side, with a few other people that he guessed were friends of the deceased. He looked on the other side and saw two blondes and younger people gathered around behind them. He guessed they were friends of the other deceased. ~FLASH~ It was going by quickly now; he saw a smiling red haired beauty in front of him. She was speaking to him, calling him Draco or love. He felt something swell up inside of him...
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He gasped and jumped back from the grave stone, "Ginny... Gin!" He grasped his chest as it was rising and falling very quickly. "This isn't possible... I'm dead, why am I here." He whispered.
The crow cawed, and he looked up at it. "You.. brought me back. I understand. Oh Gin, love. I'm so sorry!" He curled up on her grave and stayed that way for a long long time...
So tell me what you think! Should I continue this? review, even if I only get a few, I will right the next part. So REVIEW!! Make me want to write more! Its only the prologue, that chapter will be much longer.
Peace
Mad Love
serraye_sanada@hotmail.com