Hey guys! So here it is. And just before Halloween. Anyways, this will sort of hint at what happens later on.
Disclaimer: I own nothing in the story. Not the song, that belongs to Breaking Benjamin, and Harry Potter is J.K. Rowling's.
Twilight belongs to Stephanie Meyers.
Dream
Paragraph from book.
On with the story...
It was about 10 o'clock when I made it back to the common room, and I wasn't the least bit surprised to see Snape sitting with Bulstrode, apparently waiting for me. I resisted the urge to roll me eyes at the obviously fake look of misery on her broken nosed face. Though I did snicker a little in my head at the sight of my handiwork.
The only fucked up part was that Pansy, Blaise, Theo, Crabbe, Goyle, and Draco were there as well; I didn't want Draco there but I doubted he would leave.
"Miss. Swan, they are here as witnesses, though I haven't gotten their stroies; I would like to hear yours first," he sneered at me.
Dick.
I wasn't one who you would boss around, so I took my sweet ass time. I strolled to a vacant armchair, sat down and got comfortable, folding my hands in front of my abdoman and met my head of house's eyes.
"Whatya wanna know?" I was being a smart ass. I knew it, he knew it, but I didn't care; I was innocent. I had been provoked, and assaulted first.
Snape sighed, "Miss. Swan, just tell me what happened."
"She walked up behind me, and grabbed my elbow. I told her to let go, and she kept running her mouth and tightening her hand. So I hit her." I didn't want to tell them what she said, no use embarressing Draco like that.
"No! You hit me. I didn't do anything to you," Bulstrode turned to Snape. "She is lying to you, Professor. I didn't touch her."
God, I hated that voice.
I didn't say anything when he looked over at me, just pulled up my left robe sleeve, unbuttoned my cuff, and rolled it up to my elbow; showing them the perfect hand shaped bruise I had discovered earlier.
The expression on Milicent's face was priceless. It was hard not to laugh at the fact she had been proven wrong. Ha!
"Well, I believe you will have to be sent to the headmaster and he will decide your punishment, Miss. Bulstrode. I am taking 50 house points for the fight in general. It appears that I won't be needing your testimony. Now all of you, go to bed." With that, the Professor stood, and pulled Milicent out behind him as he left. The look she sent my way was filled with such hatred, a lesser woman would have coward. But I had seen worse. I could take her any day.
No one made to leave, and we sat in silence for a few minutes. Pansy ended up breaking the silence.
"I don't think this place will ever be boring with you around." She said with a smirk on her lips.
I smirked back at her, "That's what I'm here for. Didn't you know that?"
She laughed at me, "I knew I'd like you."
I rolled my eyes at that and decided to entertain myself for the time being. I looked at the other occupants in the room, and sighed almost inaudibly when I got to Draco. He was so damn beautiful. He looked at me, and our eyes met. I felt like I was looking into his soul, but I was the only one aloud there. I would have done the same, had I been sure he would like what he saw there.
Someone cleared their throat, and I blinked, looking in the direction of the voice. Blaise had a knowing smirk on his face; I glared at him, daring him to say something. He subtly shook his head, indicating he would keep quiet.
I streched my back, with my arms above my head, "Well, I'm going to bed. Night."
I walked up the stairs to the girls dorm; after finishing my nightly routine, I got into bed, kissed my mother's picture, and into my usual restless night''s sleep quickly.
I stared up at the man who I had considered my father all my life. He was walking towards me, covered in my mother's life source. I was terrified and I couldn't get up, the floor was slippery with my own blood.
I held my cheek in my hand, trying to think of a way out of here, away from this evil person, from my worst nightmares come true.
"I had to do it baby. The Lord would have punished me had I let the devil's spawn live. You wouldn't want daddy punished would you?" He had lost his mind. The look in his eyes told me that much. He went on, not waiting for me to answer.
"And now, I have to make sure you are still pure from the demons that got your mom. But don't worry, pretty girl, I'll make sure they are all gone when I'm done."
He started towards me again, only this time, he didn't stop. He never stopped...
I woke up screaming, with tears streaming down my cheeks. I looked around quickly, making sure I truly was alone. When I knew I was, I didn't try to stop the tears, I just brought my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms around my legs, craddling myself. I hadn't cried in so long, but I couldn't seem to stop them. But, I hadn't had a nightmare for almost 2 years either. I was thankful I had remembered a silencing charm.
Two pictures were suddenly floating in front of me; the one of my mom, and one of Snape. I was glad in that moment that I had a picture of my dad; he seemed to make it go away, like he could make the memories go away. This one moved, seeing as it was taken in the wizarding world. He looked at me, concerned at my tears. I pulled them both to my chest, holding tightly. I wished one of them here to actually hold me. I sat there for who knows how long, but when I checked my iPod, it was 4:30. I sighed. I knew I wouldn't be getting back to sleep tonight.
"You look tired." Crabbe said that morning at breakfast. I wasn't really in the mood for stupidity, or stating of the fucking obvious, but I would be nice. To a point.
"Yeah, I know. I looked in the mirror this morning, thanks." Note the sarcasm.
I brought my cup to my lips, inhaling the lovely aroma of black coffee in the morning. Don't get me wrong, I could drink coffee all day long, but the morning was when it smelled the best. Especially mixed in with the smell of rain that currently came down outside. I loved days like this. It seemed to brighten my mood while it ruined others.
Suddenly, a familiar looking owl came through the window. It was a beautiful white owl, with black tips on his wings and periodically thoughout his feathered body. He was carrying a red letter. Oh shit. I had seen those before. I was going to kill them all.
"Les, what are you doing here?" I asked him as he landed on my outstreched arm.
He hooted softly at me, like he was comforting me; knowing that something shitty was coming my way.
"Oh no. What have they done now?" He just held out his leg to me. I took the envelope from his leg and gave him a piece of bacon from my plate.
"Now go on up to the owlery and rest for a bit. I will bring a letter up to you to take back." I watched Les fly up and out the window, following the other owls.
"I can't stop this once it opens can I?" I asked no one imparticular.
"No," five people said at the same time.
I sighed and set it on the table just as it flew open and in the air.
"Hi Bella! We kow you are going to hate us for this but we don't really care. We just have a song for you to listen to, and we can't really have that in a regular letter now can we? Anyways, I will talk more when the song is over, but we used your words, and I am so excited to get your opinion on the music that I can't wait any longer."
I was going to jail, for brutal homicide. Alice had no idea what she just got herself into. Now everyone was fucking looking at me. Again! But there wasn't much I could do about it now, so I just sat back and listened to the song.
Here I lie forever
Sorrow still remains
Will the water pull me down and wash it all away
Come and take me over
Welcome to the game
Will the current drag me down and carry me away
Suddenly the light begins to fade
HOPELESS
I'm falling down
FILTHY
I can't wake up
I can not hold on
I will not let go
WORTHLESS
It's over now
GUILTY
There's no way out
I can not hold on
I will not let go
Silent I go under
I am not afraid
I can see the daylight shine
And slowly drift away
Safe to say it's over
Sink into the grave
There is nothing left inside
But I am wide awake
I can hear the devil call my name
HOPELESS
I'm falling down
FILTHY
I can't wake up
I can not hold on
I will not let go
WORTHLESS
It's over now
GUILTY
There's no way out
I can not hold on
I will not let go
Sometime during the song, I had started to mouth the words along with Jasper as he sang my lyrics; my fingers moving as if I was playing the guitar. God, I loved it. But I was still going to obliterate them.
"There it is. I hope you like it. Anyway, we all know you are going to kill us when we see you next, so we will leave it here. But we miss you, we can't wait to see you again. Love you, Bells."
Everyone in the Great Hall was looking at me with their mouths hanging open. I guess no one had ever got a howler like that one before.
"That was...interesting." Draco said.
God his voice...
"How many years is it in Azkaban for...5 murders?" I asked, being deadly serious.
Draco hesitated for a minute on that one, "You would recieve the Dementor's Kiss."
"Damn, they're luck I don't want to die."
The morning went by with a bunch of whispers and stares; I just flipped them the bird, and walked with my head help high. These fuckers didn't know me. And they all had to admit, the song was awesome. Some people had even come up to me and told me that.
When my free period finally came after lunch, I sat with Hermione again, "Hey, where can I find books on the Department of Mysteries?"
She froze at the name, "How do you know what that is?"
She sounded harsh, but I had made a promise to help Harry, so I persisted, "Don't worry about it. I just need to know Hermione. I know a few things, but I need to know a little bit more. Please."
She looked into my eyes for what seemed like an eternity and I guess she found what she was looking for because she said, "Fine. But you have to let me help."
"Okay."
She showed me to a section that was blocked off, which was obviously the Resricted section, and snuck in, grabbing books she saw that she thought would help me.
We sat back at the table with at least two stacks of books, all different sizes. We each picked a book and started to read.
I got through most of my books, seeing as how I knew what I was looking for, and I didn't come across anything of importance until the last one I picked up.
"This is it." I said.
Hermione was behind me reading over my shoulder instantly, "What, what is it?"
I pointed out the paragraph I had just read.
The Veil is the barrier between the land of the living and the land of the dead. No one can go through it freely, and no one alive can stay. If someone is trapped in The Veil that has a heartbeat, they must be removed withing the first year. If they aren't, they are stuck in darkness for the rest of their natural lives. However, if you wish to remove a person still living from The Veil, you have to have a blood relative under the age 18. They would cut open their right palm, willingly, and say the incantation below. Once this is done, they will let their blod fall to the floor exactly 5 feet away from it, thus opening The Veil, and sending out the one that matches the blood given.
It went on to say that it had to be below the age of 18 because after that, The Veil didn't consider it pure enough. I didn't pay to much attention to that part though. I was to happy that I was younger than 18.
But, Hermione deflated when she finished reading, "Sirius doesn't have a blood relative under 18."
I smile, a genuine smile, "Yes he does," I said in a sing song voice.
Hermione looked at me for a minute, before realization dawned on her face. She smiled back, before her mood did a 180 and she said, "Tell me how you knew who Sirius was, and what the hell happened in The Veil."
So I told her a little bit about what Harry had told me. She nodded her understanding, and then she perked up.
"We need to go talk to Dumbledore."
We practically ran to Dumbledore's office, her excited because she wanted to help Harry, and me...well I was excited for the same reason, but also because he could tell me more about my mother; the fact that he is related to me alone made me happy.
We stopped at the gargoyle, and after we tried so many different names of candy, I never wanted to eat another piece of candy again, the gargoyle moved, and the headmaster himself was behind waiting for us.
"Come in, girls. I bet you have some good news for me."
I didn't ask how he knew we had good news, just followed him up the stairs and into his office.
He sat down behind his desk and motioned for us to sit down as well. He offered lemon drops and tea, but when we both declined, he got to the point.
"You have discovered away to free Sirius from The Veil."
"How much do you know?" I asked.
"Just that. I was informed books were taken from the Restricted section about The Veil, but not about what you found out. So please, do tell."
I went on to tell him what the paragraph said, word for word, and when I was done, Hermione added, "You aren't mad about the books being taken from the Resticted section, are you?"
He looked like he was considering something before saying, "Usually, you would be in more trouble, but because you found such helpful information, I wil only take 5 house points from each of you. How does that sound?"
"Thank you, Professor." Hermione answered.
"Well, than, when would you like to do this Bella?"
I stood in front of this big black thing that was considered The Veil. It was almost indescribable, it was so creepy. Dumbledore stood as far back as possible, not wanting to be in the backfire. But if anything were to go wrong, than I was to back up quickly, and he would apparate us out of there.
I trusted my magical ability enough to know this would work. It had to, because I wanted to help Harry. I hope he would be happy about this.
"Alright Bella, go ahead."
I took a deep breath, and pulled my favorite knife from my boot, because it didn't say a specific knife had to be used, and brought it to my right palm. I had already moved to the position I was supposed to be in, standing 5 feet from the creepy black thing, so I was ready. I started to murmur the incantation as I slit my palm open, thinking it was a good thing I was used to pain, and with everytime I said the words, I got louder.
The blood was dripping from my palm, onto the floor in front of me, and suddenly, there was a blinding white light erupting from The Veil, projecting around the room. I didn't stop saying the charm, but I did bring my left hand up to cover my eyes. I vagually thought about the fact that Dumbledore had let me do this even though it used dark magic, but didn't have to long to dwell on it.
The light ceased, the cut on my palm closed itself up, the blood seeped into the floor, and a body was thrust out, and The Veil closed again.
I looked at the person lying at my feet, squating down to get a better look. He had shoulder length dark brown locks atop his head, a short beard on his face and damn for family, a fucking hot body. All in all, he was good looking.
I jumped a little, startled when his eyes opened, because they were a beautiful ocean blue color that I could have melted in. I was almost disappointed he was family, but sterling grey eyes popped into my mind, and those thoughts were gone.
"Hey."
He looked confused, then understanding, before settling on anger. He got up quickly stumbling for a second, before pointing his wand at me. I stood up from my crouch; I wasn't afraid of him.
"What have you done with Harry?"
"Harry is back at Hogwarts, probably finishing his classes for the day. Relax, he is my friend, my brother."
"How long have I been in there?"
"Almost 4 months."
"Oh."
"My name is Bella Swan, but you would know my mother, Renee Dwyer. Your cousin."
He gasped quietly, then looked at me in a different light. Like he was looking for any signs of my mom in me. He looked into my eyes, seeing the light brown ring around my pupil, seeing my mom's nose on my face.
"Why don't you have her last name?"
"Because my mom married a muggle before I was born, and gave me his last name. Though my real father works in Hogwarts."
"Snivellus."
No one insulted my father but me, "His name is Severus Snape, if you are going to say it at all, you say it right." I said harshly.
He looked surprised for a minute, but raised his hands in defeat, "Sorry"
I just nodded. Time to move on.
"We need to get back to Hogwarts, I am sure that Harry would like to see you."
He smiled at the mention of Harry, and nodded eagerly.
I raised my hand out to him giving him a small smile. I wanted him to trust me, he was family after all.
He took my offered hand and smiled back. I think we would be okay.
We walked up to Dumbledore with me, we went back through the floo to his office. He sent a note with a house elf to get Harry and send him up.
I had a feeling this would be one big emotional night. Family Reunion from Hell. Lovely.
So...what do you think? I hope you like it. If you did, you should definitely review.
Okay guys, I have a very important question to ask. I was going to pair Harry with Sirius, but I am already doing a Harry/Sirius story. So I am leaving it up to you. Who would you all like to see Harry with? Anyone you want, like Harry/Snape or Harry/Ron; Harry/Blaise, Harry/Theo. Or maybe even one of the Weasleys. As long as it is a guy. No Woman! Because honestly, Harry isn't straight. No straight guy says a kiss with a girl is wet, no matterhow many tears she cried. So anyways, tell me, and I will try to work that person into the story. Whoever's name I get the most will be who he is paired with, and if I only get one...lets say 'vote'...per pairing with Harry, the next chapter will have a list of people to put with Harry and you all have to pick.
So there you go. Review and tell me who should be with Harry. I would really appreciate it. Please!
Love,
Kitkat