Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter... one day I thought I did, but I was wrong... really wrong... cause I don't own Harry Potter.
A/N: So I brought it back with a different plot. I figured out what I could do. Enjoy!
Forever Red
Chapter One: The Sighting
I swore I heard something. I opened the door from my room. I looked back to see Harry sleeping soundly in the bed next to mine. When has he gotten better sleep than I? A light flickered as I wandered deeper into the darkness. I wished that I had brought my wand with me. I must have jumped at every little creak of the old school. I squinted and noticed something move behind a couch. "Come out," I whispered harshly at the shadow.
Nothing moved. I moved closer to the couch and held out my finger, as if it was my wand. If it couldn't see it, maybe it'd think I had a wand. "I saw you, come out," I said, louder and more harsh.
Again, nothing moved. I turned my back towards the couch and walked away. I must have just been seeing things. I opened the door to my room quietly and pulled it to. I sat back down my bed and drifted off into a light sleep.
I woke up abruptly. I felt eyes watching me, but I saw nothing. I looked around the room I shared. No one was in it. "Another damned dream," I said, and started to get up from my bed.
It was getting harder to tell the difference between dreams and reality; maybe it was stress. I wasn't sure. I looked around, I thought about pinching myself, but my sight was too blurry to even see where my arm was. I ran my hand across my leg, my sense of touch was heightened; it was like being on drugs, without the actual drugs. I smiled to myself. That's when I saw her. I squinted; I wished I could have seen her better. She seemed to glide across the floor. I saw her pale lips smile at me. I felt myself smile back. Did I have any control over my body? She sat down beside me. "Who are you?" my own voice echoed through my head.
Again, she smiled. What colour were her eyes? Did she even have any eyes? She ran her hand against my arm. It was ice cold. She kissed me lightly on the cheek. It felt as if my cheek was freezing. I turned and wrapped my arms around her. She laughed lightly. I cursed to myself, her laughter stung. I held my ears and started to scream. It felt as if my ears were going to burst. I heard people talking... I couldn't make out anything. The main thing I heard was a girl's cries.
I woke up in a cold sweat. Isn't it Harry that's supposed to have the damned dreams? He was right beside me. "Are you all right Ron?" he asked.
I yawned. "I think so," I said.
He looked at me, quite worried. "You were screaming," he said.
"Bloody hell Harry, I know! You're the one that's supposed to have the nightmares," I muttered.
"Hey now. Won't you tell me?" he asked as I sat up.
"I don't know," I said and rubbed my forehead.
My head ached. "Sex dream?" he asked and nudged me.
"Then why would I have been screaming? Hell no," I said.
"Then what?" Harry said.
Obviously he wasn't leaving me alone. I sighed. "A girl," I started.
He interrupted. "The same girl?" he asked.
I thought about it. "I think so," I said. It had be a recurring dream – kind of. "Well, she was freezing cold – "
"- Like usual." Harry said.
"Can I continue?" I asked.
He smiled. "Sure," he laughed.
I pointed at him. "She laughed! And it burned! It hurt like... nothing I can describe. It was so painful. I started hearing voices. Like people whispering in my ears. I know for sure I heard 'Spider' now that I think about it. I hate spiders, the damned things. The other thing I definitely heard was 'Freak'. I don't know. At the time I couldn't understand anything, and there was crying. I know for sure. She was crying, but my eyes were shut, so I couldn't see jack all," I said.
Fuck it was starting to burn again. "Are you okay?" Harry said, grabbing my shoulder tightly.
"I don't know," I muttered.
I couldn't see again. Where was he? He was talking, but I couldn't hear him. My ears were burning. "And my eyes will burn forever red," a woman's voice went through my ears.
I saw dark red eyes watching me from the corner of my eyes. When I turned to face them, they seemed to move so that I could never get a good look at them. I felt dizzy as the eyes watched me fall do the ground.
A/N: So I brought it back with a different plot. I figured out what I could do. Enjoy!
Forever Red
Chapter One: The Sighting
I swore I heard something. I opened the door from my room. I looked back to see Harry sleeping soundly in the bed next to mine. When has he gotten better sleep than I? A light flickered as I wandered deeper into the darkness. I wished that I had brought my wand with me. I must have jumped at every little creak of the old school. I squinted and noticed something move behind a couch. "Come out," I whispered harshly at the shadow.
Nothing moved. I moved closer to the couch and held out my finger, as if it was my wand. If it couldn't see it, maybe it'd think I had a wand. "I saw you, come out," I said, louder and more harsh.
Again, nothing moved. I turned my back towards the couch and walked away. I must have just been seeing things. I opened the door to my room quietly and pulled it to. I sat back down my bed and drifted off into a light sleep.
I woke up abruptly. I felt eyes watching me, but I saw nothing. I looked around the room I shared. No one was in it. "Another damned dream," I said, and started to get up from my bed.
It was getting harder to tell the difference between dreams and reality; maybe it was stress. I wasn't sure. I looked around, I thought about pinching myself, but my sight was too blurry to even see where my arm was. I ran my hand across my leg, my sense of touch was heightened; it was like being on drugs, without the actual drugs. I smiled to myself. That's when I saw her. I squinted; I wished I could have seen her better. She seemed to glide across the floor. I saw her pale lips smile at me. I felt myself smile back. Did I have any control over my body? She sat down beside me. "Who are you?" my own voice echoed through my head.
Again, she smiled. What colour were her eyes? Did she even have any eyes? She ran her hand against my arm. It was ice cold. She kissed me lightly on the cheek. It felt as if my cheek was freezing. I turned and wrapped my arms around her. She laughed lightly. I cursed to myself, her laughter stung. I held my ears and started to scream. It felt as if my ears were going to burst. I heard people talking... I couldn't make out anything. The main thing I heard was a girl's cries.
I woke up in a cold sweat. Isn't it Harry that's supposed to have the damned dreams? He was right beside me. "Are you all right Ron?" he asked.
I yawned. "I think so," I said.
He looked at me, quite worried. "You were screaming," he said.
"Bloody hell Harry, I know! You're the one that's supposed to have the nightmares," I muttered.
"Hey now. Won't you tell me?" he asked as I sat up.
"I don't know," I said and rubbed my forehead.
My head ached. "Sex dream?" he asked and nudged me.
"Then why would I have been screaming? Hell no," I said.
"Then what?" Harry said.
Obviously he wasn't leaving me alone. I sighed. "A girl," I started.
He interrupted. "The same girl?" he asked.
I thought about it. "I think so," I said. It had be a recurring dream – kind of. "Well, she was freezing cold – "
"- Like usual." Harry said.
"Can I continue?" I asked.
He smiled. "Sure," he laughed.
I pointed at him. "She laughed! And it burned! It hurt like... nothing I can describe. It was so painful. I started hearing voices. Like people whispering in my ears. I know for sure I heard 'Spider' now that I think about it. I hate spiders, the damned things. The other thing I definitely heard was 'Freak'. I don't know. At the time I couldn't understand anything, and there was crying. I know for sure. She was crying, but my eyes were shut, so I couldn't see jack all," I said.
Fuck it was starting to burn again. "Are you okay?" Harry said, grabbing my shoulder tightly.
"I don't know," I muttered.
I couldn't see again. Where was he? He was talking, but I couldn't hear him. My ears were burning. "And my eyes will burn forever red," a woman's voice went through my ears.
I saw dark red eyes watching me from the corner of my eyes. When I turned to face them, they seemed to move so that I could never get a good look at them. I felt dizzy as the eyes watched me fall do the ground.