Sleep beauty

Chapter 2

The most time of my convalescence I spent in "my" room. He said that he was sorry but he didn't have guest room because he didn't have often visitors here so made my room from one of his storages. It didn't matter to me I used to a cupboard but I didn't mention it. I was too glad that I have a comfortable bed. My training didn't begin immediately after that day because my wounds weren't fully healed and I usually spend my time by sleeping. Frey said that I was tired because I used great amount of magic on healing and saving my body and now it must recharge. In this lethargic state I was about a week when it begin became better and I could think about what happen before I agreed on this "training session".That time it struck me that my first real sexual experience was with nearly an unknown man. Oh my god. The worst thing on it was that I like it but I can blame it on my state of my mind which was surely not clear. The second worst things was that I have plenty time to think about it.

Frey was most part of day working on his project and we usually met only at a meal time. It proceeds in a silent. He was stocked in his thoughts and I in my tiredness but after my tiredness begins fall of I needed to do somethings and began to be eager about my training. Also my curiosity about my mentor and his project rise by each passing day and with every unanswered question. In the end he understood that if I have enough energy to pester him with these inane questions so I have enough energy to begin training. The next morning after his decision he brought me a book... to be correct a big book about Mediation. I was in a shock that I could only gape on him. Before I recovered from the shock and start to protest he began speak.

"Before you begin complain I have few word to say."

"First instruction is - read it. Second if you don't understand ask me and thirdly try it. I'm sure that you will be able to master it in time." After that I awake from my stupor.

"But why a meditation?" I was irritated by this unavailing subject. I have no time for these things I need power to destroy Voldemort not a something what do laddies in their knitting and divination clubs. And it looks like he was pissed by my reaction.

"Because it will learn you calm down your mind and to explore your magic core. Really in your school didn't learn you anything." His mood shifts from pissed to annoyed and he began to eat his breakfast like the conversation was ended. But I open my mouth to ask more questions but his look stop me from further questions. I was brave but not suicidal ... sometimes.

So after breakfast I took the tome and go to my room at least I have something to do. I think it will be first time when I open such a big book without Hermione's help. I don't know If I have a strength on it but I will be brave after all I'm Gryffindor. I only skimmed it through and I got a feeling that it will last weeks to go it over. But I have nothing better to do. I set my motivation on the idea that sooner I learn sooner I will leave this gloomy place. But I didn't know it will be so difficult.

Next week my attention was fixed on meditation. The problem was that I couldn't exactly formulate questions on stuff which I didn't understand when I didn't understand the whole matter. But after week hard intellectual work{If Snape heard me he would die from laugh and Hermione would be proud} a first enlightenment came and I finally understand what is scrambled behind the whole thing called clear mind and also what is and how to get to my magical core but only theoretically. It also take a topic to every dinner conversation. Now I only have to muster my courage and patience and began to trying.

Fully recovered and bored by trying a meditation and with growing curiosity I started to explore a house. I decided to call him Creepy house of Romania or for short Creepy. How I called it so it was in accordance, dark tones of stone walls on which were hung heavy tapestries completed with plain brown wooden furniture. It looked depressive but it go well with a forest.

But my curiosity wasn't fully satisfy because every door was locked if I didn't count my bedroom, kitchen, dining room, entrance hall and corridors. I also didn't know where to find my strange mentor and still didn't know what he do and what he is. But the hell he let me study meditation in the end I will find out that he is Trelawney in trousers or something worse. When I'm alone my thoughts lead Hogwards and to what is happening there. The only thing what I can do is hope that everyone is OK. I wish I could send them message to say them that I'm fain and they can come for me but it seems that Frey puts embargo on every mails. So I have a pitch.

I need some manual work to tire me and keep me from frustration. In the end I began to do housework I think that got Frey into the good mood. In a housework I'm really good a lot of practicing from home. But a Frey's good mood mean only more books for me and more discussion on a meditation topic. I think after I will leave this land I will be specialist on the meditation in theory, the practical part drop behind. I want to practicing something else. I want my magic. I miss it. When I told him his reaction was once again laugh. For first time I got really angry on him. Then he explained that he didn't understand how can I miss something what I have in every cell in my body. Maybe he has a point but he didn't need to laugh me.

In the afternoon I was laying on me bed with shut eyes trying to do the mind exercises. It usually means to keep some kind of projection in my mind without deformations and change it only by my will. You thing it easy? Try it and you will see it isn't. Now I was able to do it, I was stemming trough the images in my mind and I could stop where I wanted and scrutinized it like an images on wall. I tried to inspect my memories on the unhappy day one and half month ago but it was blocked. It seems that I don't have key to my own thoughts. I try it once again and I put more power to it but the projection crash down and the other memories began to flown around me and I couldn't stop them, they were faster and faster. It were memories from childhoods that I though that I don't remember but they were spinning so fast, that I couldn't survey them. I was clogged by information and it make me feel terrible. I felt like I was to vomit in every moment. But then it happened. The images died out and before me was pure bluish light. I couldn't describe the feeling but It was amazing. I have goose flesh from it. It welcomed me. It caressed me. I felt like I find myself in that moment. I didn't know how close it was to the true.

I'm not sure how long it last or when I began sleep but when I awoke the sky was dark and the Luna was smiling on me of course I mean it literally. Frey was sitting on the chair beside my bed. He was holding my hand and it felt so right. When I was examining him closely he looked really handsome in the light of the moon. His eyes were closed and I have urge to trace his tattoo on his face, it reminds me something but I couldn't remember exactly what. I want to touch his lips .... Oh Merlin there is something wrong with me. I'm not gay I fancy girl like Cho and Ginny at least I thought so.

It was pure magnetism I couldn't look away from his lips. I felt the familiar warm spreading through my veins. The body acts on its own will and It felt like everything what I learn about the control of my mind was now kept from me. It wanted to kiss these lips, bit them, suck them, have them all over my body. Only from this thoughts I was aroused. So like a somnambulant I drew near to him and let my body its destiny. The lust was omnipresent. I lick them firstly and lightly bit it to wake him up. Oh hell I behave like a whore but I need him so much like an air. He bits me back and kiss me hard, plunder my mouth and I only want more. Meanwhile he shifts my body on his lap and let his hands wander about my body.

When we stop to catch air. I can feel that he is hard just as I. I look into his light brown eyes and they seem to be hazy and dilated. I'm about to kiss him again but his attention catch my neck and he scents my skin before he ravishes it. It feels like to be transported into the heaven and I moaned aloud. I parted his shirt or tried it. Fuck, who invented the buttons be cursed. My clothes were castaway on floor meanwhile I managed to take his shirt of. I was pinned on the bed and let things happen like it was mean. It was destined and maybe not but it did't matter to me. His body was muscled and stringy there were tiny small scars all over his torso and I try kiss them away. We rub our cocks to from one another. Fever, hands, lips, skin, teethes, moans, scent of sex in the air, warm moments of nothingness, release, pants, hot bodies one against the other crushed in an embrace falling in to the oblivion in the present of the esoteric moon.

A morning waking up was lovely. A warm naked body against mine. I only wanted to press more in to this warmness. But the tickling feeling on my neck was unbearable and I had to open eyes and I understood that it was not normal to be with someone in one bed. I wanted to sat and think about what happen but Frey's hand held me around the waist and I didn't want to wake him up before I would know how to react on this situation and what to think about my meditation exercise. I know that the pure bluish lite was most likely my soul but what tormented me were my locked memories. It seems like somebody oblivate me but I'm not sure. I have to ask Frey I need this memories to find out who tried to kill me and how I got to the muggle London and why I was there. Maybe it have something to do with the Sirius and maybe not.

In this Creepy house it seems like the time stopped and the world around didn't existed. My nightmare disappeared and vision from Voldemort too. I didn't complain about that,but I felt uncompleted like something was missing here, like part of me had disappeared.

I startled when one of his hand began stroke my cheek."Don't think so aloud people cannot sleep, Beauty."

"I didn't know, you are able to read my thought." I replied him.

"No I needn't, you are tense as if you hold the world on you shoulders."

"Why do you still call me Beauty? I don't like it." The truth is that I used to it, but still I have some pride and for Merlin sake I'm not a girl.

"Because it suits you and you didn't tell me your true name take it as a punishment." He mumbled in to the pillow.

"Hey you said that you couldn't read thoughts!"

"No, I said I needn't to read them. You are terrible liar. Go sleep it's too early. We will discus later" He snuffled himself into the linens and press my body to him like I was his Teddy bear. Not morning person I see.

"I don't believe you, you always tell ... " His hand clap over the my mouth to silent it " ...later." I muffled against the hand. " Shh, go to sleep." He really annoy me with this. And I don't need more sleep. So I disentangle from his arms and get up to take a shower and cook some food.

Oh my God I was really hungry, the last time when I ate it was yesterday breakfast. I was preparer to enjoy my food. I prepare meal for Frey but it looked like he took day off. But moment latter he came exactly when I was putting eggs on plates.

"Good morning Beauty." Who would guess that one hour of sleep will brink him in a jovial mood. "Breakfast on time, you will be one day someones perfect wife." The next time I will wake him early if this is a manifest of his good mood.

"No, I won't. I'm a man If you didn't notice. "

"Hush Beauty don't pout."

"I'm not pouting ..." He kissed me gently and said. "You were."

"Yesterday did you finally managed to see your core?"

"Yes, I think so. But I found out that some memories of my mind are locked, I tried to get them but it seemed like my mind crashed down. Is there way how to reach them?" He looked ruminatively on me and laid cutlery on a plate.

"There is always a way how to unlock them but how long it take it depends on a heftiness and a complexity of the seal. I will try to help you. The problem is if we make some prematurely actions it could lead to the damage of your mind. You need to harden your mind before we try something. Certainly you got better by practicing a meditation, that's why you aren't in coma now after you nearly shutter yourself."

"I don't want you to rifle trough my memories. When we will trying something." I put emphasis on words trying something. It make me feel like an experimental mouse.

"Has some kinky fantasies." Said with flirty tone.

"You wish. I like to have some private also you should understand. You are one of the most secretive person I have ever known."

„Really I didn't notice." He said with an tentative voice I nearly believed him, nearly.

"And I'm Merlin."

"I'm not against. With body as you have and your cooking skills you can be reincarnated Greendewald I would have no problem with it. But I would prefer you as you are without beard."

„Thanks, you can boost one self-confidence." I replied him annoyed. I changed conversation topic meanwhile I was cleaning dishes from a table.

"Why we couldn't travel in the day-times?"

"What?" He looked started by changing subject.

"I ask why we did travel in the night when I was injured? "

"I sure you have already constructed some theory. I would like to hear it before I began to explain."

"My first shot was that you were some kind of a masochistic vampire who was refusing to drink a blood. But vampires didn't need to eat plus the sun which came trough the windows didn't mind you. " I turn to him from kitchen sink and look into his eyes. "Yes, I forget I'm still alive. So I think that my theory wasn't right. I hope you will correct me."

"Are you sure that this windows aren't only imitations which project the cycle of a day?" He said with a morbid voice." And don't forget that I'm a masochistic vampire." I felt chill spreading through my body. Then he smiled on me and said.

"I'm only joking." He didn't fully convinced me."The vampire theory I hoped that it would be somethings more exotically. You really hurt my feeling I thought I didn't look as a dusty creepy vampire. Is true that my tan is gone but I still look better then a vampire."

"So why?" I asked and ignored his whining.

"In short version I was cursed and one of the results of curse is that the sunbeam causes me unbearable pain"

"Any bloodlust ?"

"No." He said curtly. I wanted to ask what was the other results but it seemed as I didn't get more information for now.

"OK, so what about my training? Will I be stick only on meditation or I will move on."

He look at me and said. "If you promise me that you will continue with a meditation and you won't try unlock your memories without me. We will start to practice a wandless magic."

"Wow, it would be cool... but why I shouldn't try it myself there's no ..."

"I don't want to find you in a coma with low chances on the waking and if there was a miracle and you would wake up. You would end up with an intelligence of boiled vegetable. Certainly you don't want such things to happen. " Ended his lecturing with a frosty voice. He stood up to leave the kitchen. " I will no try it without you but I want to have free access to your library. I want to make a research I don't use my time fully and I'm getting bored here." I dared to say. He look at me overhand and said."I will bring you what you need for your research."

From this moment I was supplied by books about memories charms, mind barriers, brain damages and their surgery. Who would thought that the Boy Who Lived will one day ask for books on this topic. Maybe one day I will manage Oclumancy and maybe one day the hell frozen. I laugh in my thoughts. But I let the jokes apart and I go to read.

At the same time with my research project Frey began to learn me the wandless magic. On these lessons I assured myself that I made a good decision when I resolved to stay here instead of running away that day when I found out that I'm not locked here and I could leave when I wanted.

It was also the first time when I see Frey to use magic.

Meanwhile – In the headquarters of the Order of Phoenix

"Albus we found a squib who told us that she saw unmistakably Harry in a certain part of muggle London. We set our people on it to make out where he is hiding." It was first good news from the time Harry uncanny disappeared which Moody have brought. But he didn't look keenly about it.

"What a good news you bring us." He said with again twinkling eyes." But there is something what is worrying you, isn't there?"

"He has a help and it look too easy to find him like that after one and half month searching and finding nothing."

"Maybe is fortune on our side for this time."

"And maybe it's a trap." The silence fulled the room. The members were catch up in their thoughts when Snape broke the smother atmosphere.

"Potter could have set out book called "How to employ an army" If he was able to passable write." Snape was sarcastically commenting a situation.

"Severus it's interesting idea for the future. You may tell him when we find him." Retorted him headmaster.