Author's Note: Hello to all of you out there reading my TYTBAF fanfic. I'm so sorry that I haven't been able to write ch.4 and ch.5 yet. I had a writer's block as well as my Final Exams coming up. I just have to take my Science, Reading, one on Monday, then my History and English one on Tuesday. Ten, I'm at last FREE! YAY! So, I guess I'm going to go now and study for my science exam, b/c a Senior friend of mine told me that it was going to be hard! So goodbye for now.
Also, tell me what you think of this as a past memory, or flash back for Aisha in TYTBAF? Here it is:
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A young vibrant girl of ten years old slowly walked along the path that was laid out before her covered with sand, blood, broken swords, and the dead corpses of her fellow comrades. She was covered in the blood of her enemies, her comrades, and her own blood in the mix. Her young body was nearly covered in deep wounds made from the previous battle she was in as well as this one that has long passed been over. Pain erupted all throughout her body with every step she took over her fallen comrades' bodies. Confusion overtaking her mind as she wonders why she was yet again the only survivor of another bloody and gruesome battle.
Glancing once or twice upon the grief stricken expressions plastered on her once alive comrades dead faces, she would gradually lean down near them and close their eyes with her hand in a silent prayer that they got a quick and painless death. But she knew that many of them had suffered longer than she would have had she been in their position. So with a side silent glance upon the general of the regime that she and her fellowed kin had served, she just scowled and gave him a hard glare in his direction, before turning away from where he lay. Leaving his dead body alone with his eyes open for all to see, not taking pity upon his soon-to-be pathetic evaporating form of flesh.
A few hours later, she finally reaches the edge of the battlefield at last, only to see a group of strangely dressed men a couple of women from what she could tell were wearing robes of strange clothing. Before she could open her mouth to question their presence, one of the robed figures stalked up to her and asked in a commanding tone of voice, "You! Young girl, are you the one who killed all of these innocent people?" To which he gets as a reply, is nothing but a hoarsely laughter followed by her response "Innocent people? My good sir, these men were NOT innocent people."
The robed man before her asks curiously back "And why are they not innocent people?" To which she replies back "These men were soldiers of an army that my fallen kin and I have just defeated because we were given reports of their unjustified missions of manslaughter, rape of the young, and many, many other things I shall not say. It was our duty to eradicate these men from doing the same thing to another village or town that they were just now going to head to at dawn." A few of the people surrounding her gave her a questionable look over to decide whether or not she was dangerous. A couple lessened the grip on their wands while the rest kept their own firm and ready for any sort of attack.
Then, another of the robed men stepped forward and asked politely "So my child, you are telling us that your fallen and yourself were ordered to kill these treacherous soldiers for they would have demolished the next town, raped the children and women. No doubt about that, then just kill all of the townsfolk in a matter of just mere enjoyment for themselves?" She then adverted her eyes over to second person who addressed her explanation and simply nodded.
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So, what do you think? So far, of course. I am thinking about having this be a "BLACKMAIL" that Pansy Parkinson SOMEHOW receives from an unknown source until he or she is revealed in a later chapter of my story.
But honestly, maybe Draco's father could have this memory of hers as a "BLACKMAIL" against her that she doesn't want Draco to see just yet. And, since Draco's father Lucius has possession of this somehow, he could use it against her to make one of these three choices:
1.) To call off her marriage to Draco, giving consent for him to marry Pansy Parkinson instead. (As he would originally have by his father)
2.) Pack up all of her and their son's belongings and move away to another continent, NEVER again to see Draco, get in contact with him, or anything. Leaving him to marry Pansy. (Only, I wouldn't do that in reality if I were her! As I'm sure you all agree with me here.)
AND FINALLY:
3.) He allows her to marry Draco, BUT she must give up her first born child (three-year-old Adin) to the Dark Lord as callateral which would (by the Dark Lord, he's going to be OOC for awhile) allow Draco not to receive the Dark Mark in front of them. Hence, scaring his son's memory to a near insanity.
(REMEMBER! Adin is three years old. AND not one parent would want their child as young as that to see such an event.)
So, what do you think? Should I make choice 3 different, or should I keep it the way it is? PLEASE email or message me your responses. I'll look forward to them! Until then, once again thank you all for your patience.
Good bye for now, until later!
With Lots of Love!
Aisha