Darkness: My Sanctuary
The haunted walls of this dreary castle seem to spin around me as my eyes become unfocused. Blood trickles out of my mouth and from about my eye, but I am unaware. My chains, they weigh me down. I can't get away from him, but not that I would because then Master would be upset. I wait for my master to be happy, when master is happy I may rest. When I have shed enough blood, screamed enough screams and cried enough tears then Master will be content and leave me alone with my memories.
"Cruccio"
I am barely aware of the screams of pain coming from beside me. I close my eyes but cannot block the awful sound of his spirit breaking, soon the spark will leave his eyes, he will no longer fight and will withdraw from the world. He is as good as dead.
I hear my master,
"This dirt, it bores me."
A sneering face turns to me,
"What's wrong you worthless piece of shit? Have you finally stopped fighting? That's what you get, you wretch, thinking you could just betray the Dark Lord? Back in school, I thought you were stupid but you're worse off then I thought, you tramp."
Cold laughter rings through the room, chilling to the bone, as another Master kicks me hard in the gut. My eyes fill with unshed tears. I am so tired; I just want this to be over, yet I cannot stop the words from flowing out of my mouth,
"No matter how much you ravish my body, your filthy hands will NEVER touch my soul."
My Master just laughs as he drives into me,
"Since when was your soul so clean and pure, Parkinson, you little whore, you're nothing... you'r--"
Suddenly a loud bang echoes through the room, my master shrieks and falls to the floor. I can't get up, I just lie there in a pool of my own blood. Someone rushes to my side; it's a young man. He cradles me in his arms,
"Pansy, its ok now, we've come for you guys just hold on. It's me, Harry, do you remember? Come on, Come on...shit..."
A single tear falls from his eyes. I want to tell him: It's ok, just please don't leave me yet, please wait with me until I die, hold me tight, comfort me... Instead he turns away from me, sorrow etched in his facial features.
"She's gone"
"Potter lets go! Right now we have to find those that are still alive."
He rises slowly, easing my body down, he kisses my cheek and warmth spreads through my body. I watch their retreating figures make their way to the door, but now I'm so tired and sore. I wish to follow them, if only I could get up. I am unaware of the bodies littering the floor around me. My body relaxes, I can no longer feel the burden of pain on my chest, and all will be better in morning. For I hear slumber calling me, welcoming me with open arms. I run to it and the darkness claims me wrapping me in its cool blanket, granting me release from my pain. Darkness is my sanctuary...now I am free.
A small smile appears on the battered woman's face as her lifeless eyes stare into emptiness. Pansy Parkinson gave her life aiding the light side to defeat Voldermort. She was buried like so many others ex-students that fought for the light side in the forbidden forest, she was 20 years old, may she rest in peace.
The haunted walls of this dreary castle seem to spin around me as my eyes become unfocused. Blood trickles out of my mouth and from about my eye, but I am unaware. My chains, they weigh me down. I can't get away from him, but not that I would because then Master would be upset. I wait for my master to be happy, when master is happy I may rest. When I have shed enough blood, screamed enough screams and cried enough tears then Master will be content and leave me alone with my memories.
"Cruccio"
I am barely aware of the screams of pain coming from beside me. I close my eyes but cannot block the awful sound of his spirit breaking, soon the spark will leave his eyes, he will no longer fight and will withdraw from the world. He is as good as dead.
I hear my master,
"This dirt, it bores me."
A sneering face turns to me,
"What's wrong you worthless piece of shit? Have you finally stopped fighting? That's what you get, you wretch, thinking you could just betray the Dark Lord? Back in school, I thought you were stupid but you're worse off then I thought, you tramp."
Cold laughter rings through the room, chilling to the bone, as another Master kicks me hard in the gut. My eyes fill with unshed tears. I am so tired; I just want this to be over, yet I cannot stop the words from flowing out of my mouth,
"No matter how much you ravish my body, your filthy hands will NEVER touch my soul."
My Master just laughs as he drives into me,
"Since when was your soul so clean and pure, Parkinson, you little whore, you're nothing... you'r--"
Suddenly a loud bang echoes through the room, my master shrieks and falls to the floor. I can't get up, I just lie there in a pool of my own blood. Someone rushes to my side; it's a young man. He cradles me in his arms,
"Pansy, its ok now, we've come for you guys just hold on. It's me, Harry, do you remember? Come on, Come on...shit..."
A single tear falls from his eyes. I want to tell him: It's ok, just please don't leave me yet, please wait with me until I die, hold me tight, comfort me... Instead he turns away from me, sorrow etched in his facial features.
"She's gone"
"Potter lets go! Right now we have to find those that are still alive."
He rises slowly, easing my body down, he kisses my cheek and warmth spreads through my body. I watch their retreating figures make their way to the door, but now I'm so tired and sore. I wish to follow them, if only I could get up. I am unaware of the bodies littering the floor around me. My body relaxes, I can no longer feel the burden of pain on my chest, and all will be better in morning. For I hear slumber calling me, welcoming me with open arms. I run to it and the darkness claims me wrapping me in its cool blanket, granting me release from my pain. Darkness is my sanctuary...now I am free.
A small smile appears on the battered woman's face as her lifeless eyes stare into emptiness. Pansy Parkinson gave her life aiding the light side to defeat Voldermort. She was buried like so many others ex-students that fought for the light side in the forbidden forest, she was 20 years old, may she rest in peace.