AN: I never thought that I would add another chapter to it, I was never good at writing insanity, but here it is, this is one of my favourite stories, for me its the one most beautiful yet sad. Please review and tell me what you think about it. This is not a song fic. It was quite difficult to write, but I guess that I did a fairly decent job, don't you think?
Its getting darker and so are my thoughts,
Its getting colder and so is my heart
The leaves are falling
And so am I falling apart.
Warmth, warmth of a soft bed.
Voices, whispering urgent voices.
Sobs, great heart wrenching sobs.
Wails, high shrill wails of a baby.
High shrill wails of a baby... was it? Alice jerked. Than froze as she heard it.
Crucio!
As unrelenting waves of agony filled her body, she screamed, a blood curling, glass shattering, earsplitting scream, unearthly scream, and thrashed around until she might have fallen off the bed had it not been for the restraining hands. There was a low murmuring in her ear, someone was saying something, she couldn't make it out. After a few minutes of thrashing about, she realised that there was no pain, that's when she caught one word from the conversations going on. Alice. It was such a beautiful name. She wished it could be hers, what was her name anyway? Maybe she didnt have any.
"Alice, Alice, Alice, Alice, Alice! Alice! Alice!" She started chanting and burst out laughing when it started sounding like Lisa. Abruptly she stopped. There was a deathly silence now, when she heard someone mutter the word Cruciatus. Alice's breathing hitched, was she here?
Crucio!
The word seemed to fill her conscience until all she could feel was agony, she heard screaming and her arms and legs felt like they were bruising. She felt a spell hit her in the chest and everything went blank.
Sadness Agony and Misery
Come to stay
My courage goes dim, my strength is melting
And the light inside me fades away.
When she woke up next there was a women in a white uniform standing near her, writing something on clipboard.
"Ah. Mrs. Longbottom... I see that you are awake... Erm... How do you feel?" She said. Alice just stared at her, thinking about where was Alice and who was she. Than she saw a small potted plant next to the nurse, it was pretty, she wanted it. She pointed at it and started making small wailing noises.
"Oh, I guess you can have it if you take this potion." the nurse said hesitantly. Alice stopped wailing and started staring at the vial in her hand. Than she saw it, long black hair, she flinched and started breathing hard, almost hyperventilating before her chest constricted and her vision started tunnelling from the lack of oxygen. Just before everything went blank again, she heard someone calling for that beautiful name again. Alice.
In the middle of the night, the darkness found me
And dragged me into it, leaving everything behind
Where dreams can't speak and demons taunt
As they play twisted games with my mind.
Once again Alice woke, this time, instead of the nurse there was an old women sitting near her bed with a bundle of blankets in her hands, her face was blotchy and there were still tears streaming down so Alice gently reached and wiped them off. At her touch, the women started violently. Then she looked up and said that thrice damned name again, "Alice."
Alice frowned and turned away before spotting a bubble gum on the desk, she picked it up and popped it into her mouth, making funny bubbles as she crushed and smoothed out the wrapper again and again.
"Alice, look, your son, don't you remember anything?" The women asked again, sounding so heartbroken that Alice looked at her again, then saw that she held a small baby in her hands, he was waving his hands around a bit so Alice smiled and gave it the bubblegum wrapper, who he took and started giggling. Giggling. That women used to giggle before saying that word. Alice started shaking, no, no, no, no. She hadn't known that she was speaking aloud again until that women asked what no, but by than the familiar waves of phantom agony crashed upon her. Her throat was hurting from all the screaming and she had broken the potted plant while thrashing. She heard the distant sound of someone calling for someone named Healer Maria. Hmmm, it wasn't a bad name but she would stick with Alice.
Panic is building up inside
I have to go before I go blind
But there is no where to hide
As I cant run away from my own broken mind
Searching for strength,deep within
Take control, freeze my heart
Cant let those demons win
But secretly I am falling apart.
Alice, such a beautiful name...
AN: Don't bother searching for the poem, its a mash up of many poems and my own wordings, you wont find it, please tell me how did you find it? I am desperate for reviews.