It was getting dark now so I started drawing a picture of my parents, while their faces were still fresh in my mind and not covered it agony and blood. When I started a new page the back of my head felt like it was being struck with a stick multiple times. I rubbed it a little but then it turned into a slicing, burn. As if someone was trying to part my head open with a white hot knife.
Then... I heard it...
"Did you miss me muggle?" A male voice said "It's me, Rodolphus... I can see what you see, hear what you hear and think. Oh you thought you got away from me but you just got closer... I'm going to first kill that weasel prat you think you are attracted to, then the others... then when it's all over... I think you know what'll happen..." his maniacal laugh echoed through my skull "I'm coming to the Burrow—er whatever they call that shit hole. Be ready muggle. I'm bringing an old friend... remember Rabastan?"
An icy chill split down my back. Rabastan Lestrange. Rodolphus' older, stronger, bigger brother....
"That's right.... and he's just dying to see you... we both are..."
"Get. The. Hell. Out. Of. My. Head!!!!!" I growled. I heard him and someone else laughing. I rubbed my temples hoping that the voices would stop.
"Why? A shag is all you're good for..." mocked Rabastan "All you'll ever be good for, all you'll ever be..."
"As I've said before Miracle we're coming. And we have some friends who want to see your new boyfriend..."
"this won't be the last time you hear from us..."
I swallowed a scream and ignored the constricting burn. Rodolphus and Rabastan continued to laugh at my struggles, like they always did...
"Miracle?" someone said and then the Lestrange's were gone. "Miracle are you alright?" he came at the foot of the bed. I kept my head down the only voice that matched that was George. He already saw one of my afternoon panic attacks. I was too embarrassed for him to look at me. Maybe if I stay perfectly still hell think I'm asleep... "Okay I know you're not sleeping." He laughed, after realizing I wasn't he cleared his throat "I'm sorry. Was it the same dream or whatever you had last time?"
I pointed to the board behind him, he grabbed it and handed it to me. I tried writing but my hand was shaking too much. I don't know how or why but I just started crying. I threw my face in my hands and just viciously scratched the tears away. I balled my limp hand into a fist when I thought about those two... demons.
"Miracle, what happened? Was it worse than the last dream?" he touched my hand "Tell me about them..."
I stayed quiet. Get it together! You're nineteen years old!! Get a hold of yourself!! My mind scolded.
"It's alright. I-I wont tell anyone this time. Promise."
My lip trembled "They... were talking to me..."
"Who?"
"R-Rodolphus and Rabastan."
"You mean, you can hear them in your head? Like their actual voices in your head?"
"Yes..." his face paled in horror.
"I think I know how to help you... but, please tell me what you heard."
"...they were just mocking me about... something that happened a while ago. And saying that they're coming back to... to kill everyone h-here." I swore "I should just go back to the Ministry. I'll cause less trouble there. And I don't think they're dumb enough to ransack them with only a handful of people."
His face fell "You can't! You just got here, and... just give it a while. I guarantee you'll like it here better than that manky old room at the Ministry." He laughed "Maybe you'll get stuck to the floor again..."
I playfully punched him "We'll that's not as funny as seeing you face down on the ground while your mum yelled at you for doing something you didn't do..." We laughed a bit before Ginny came in to tell us it's time for dinner... then giving me a devious look when we left together when George wasn't looking.
When we got to the kitchen I notice that Bill, Charlie, Fleur, and Percy already left so it was just going to be Harry, Ginny, Ron, Hermione, George, Mr. and Mrs. Weasly and I. After about two hours of regular conversation dinner was finally over. Thankfully George kept his promise by not saying anything to anyone. I offered to help Molly with the dishes but she refused and told us to go and relax. I decided to take refuge in my room though I saw George talking with Harry. I ignored it and went upstairs to take a quick shower.
After my bath I worked on the family picture father was starting to come along, I just needed to get his eyebrows right. His eyebrows were slightly bushy and a dark, dark grey covering dark blue eyes. A strong jaw line coming down from average length sideburns covered by a thick head of black and grey hair. My mother was slightly harder to draw. I just pictured her when she finished teaching me about Shakespeare's way of writing how serious she could be then just change into fun loving parent. I remembered how deep violet hers was compared to mine, and . Dad often told us, when we were serving the 'masters' and 'madams', how much of a perfect mixture of them together I was.
I'm not going to cry, I'm not going to cry I repeated in my head I already cried a few times today, no more tears. No tears!!
So far the picture was just a rough draft, I still had to continue with the neckline. Probably one of the hardest parts of a person to draw.
The hot slicing went through my head again "You shouldn't let their deaths cost you your sanity muggle." Rabastan's voice said, my back felt like it was being folded like origami. "Hurts doesn't it? It's called Legilimency. Meaning I can make you kill yourself and it'll look like a pitiful suicide... The weasels your with can't protect you. Not when your vulnerable like this." I couldn't see anything but him. He was standing right above me watching me while I flopped on the ground. Everything else was black. "I can control you. I can make you lie to everyone you know, and I can make you kill that George boy you're infatuated with...."
"You... don't control me!!" I hissed. He just laughed and cut my upper arm with a bronze knife. Finally he disappeared and I had control over my own body again but I felt like all of my limbs were tied to four different lions and having them run in opposite directions while a house was on my chest. I was on the floor laying on my sore arm but I couldn't even breathe without hurting myself. My eye lids felt like weights. I looked up at my parents pictures thinking.
If I die I can be with them. If I live... they'll make me kill George, or anyone of the other Weasly/Weasly friends....
That night I slept on the floor.
*****
Then next morning wasn't any better than the night before. Everything hurt more and I couldn't move. I looked around I was on the bed a blanket neatly tucked over me. "Wha?"
"Morning Miracle." Hermione came in "How did your day here treat you?"
"F-Fine.." I lied. My voice, croaked.
"Well Mrs. Weasly just made breakfast. Want to come on down with me?"
"S-Sure..." I coughed. She screamed.
"Oh my god you're bleeding!!" she pointed at my arm. RL maybe two inches per letter and both about three inches tall.
I choked "Please, help me hide this!" she waved her wand over it but nothing happened.
"I don't get it. That was the strongest healing spell I know.... Why didn't it work?" I touched the raw part of it and it felt like venom was poured on it.
"Can you help me wrap it then? I'll look for a long sleeve tee in my bag."
Hermione conjured up a roll of gauze and some absorbent tissue and tried as best as she could to stop the bleeding. I did my best to resist screaming my head off.
"I'll put a charm on you that makes your voice inaudible so you can scream all you want. Silencio!" I screamed and cussed so much it would make a pirate seem like a little kitten and thanks to the charm no one heard me. Thankfully the wrapping was over and all she had to do was put the gauze on so it stayed in pace. She un-did the silencing charm.
"Thank you Hermione."
"What happened?"
"...I don't know..." Oh Merlin thank you!!! I found a long sleeve black shirt in the bag.
"Who'd do such a thing?"
"Hermione... I really am grateful you helped me but please, don't say anything to anyone. I beg you Hermione please."
She was taken aback slowly nodded "Okay. I-I promise..." We walked down to the kitchen and ate breakfast.
Sorry this chapter is so short I just sort of ran out of ideas so this is all I had. The next one will be longer (I hope)...
