Written for the October Event:Costume Party-Dementor
Also is it happening in Guardians Universe.
Word count:594
"Hello Severus!" I heard someone say. The voice seemed familiar, but I couldn't really distinguish who it belonged.
I looked around and saw nothing but darkness. I felt somehow strange, different.
"Where am I ?" I asked.
"Nowhere," came the voice again.
"What do you mean?"
"Exactly what I sad. We couldn't decide on a name so we name it Nowhere."
"Really" the whole thing seemed so ridiculous that I wanted to laugh for the first time in years.
Hear I was, dead, after the Dark lord ordered Nagini to kill me, talking with some unknown, yet familiar person after I possessed my own body turned inferi and conversing with my also dead best friend.
"I am not an unknown person, professor." And suddenly everything brightened up and I could see in front of me an older version of Percy Weasly.
"Weasly?! You died too?" not that I cared too much for the boy, but I knew that he had helped Potter a lot, thus helping me so…
He started laughing at my question.
"Yeah, you could say that. Professor I Know that you have questions and I'll do my best to answer them, but keep in mind that I can't tell you anything.
"Yeah, I heard that before." I drawled, remembering my previous conversation with Lily about how I was not a normal ghost, but a guardian-in-training-ghost or something like that.
"So what I am now? Still a non-ghost or what?"
"No, and don't imagine that we don't know that you possessed an inferi, well was an inferi for a short period of time."
"I don't know how I have done that. Who is the we you're keeping talking about? Are you Percy Weasly?"
The youngman laughed again and moved closer to me.
"I am Percy Weasly, in a way. Don't ask! I cannot tell you, I never did. You are a dementor."
I felt myself choking up on thin air.
"A dementor?!" I managed to say.
"Yes, a dementor Professor Snape."
"Then why, pray tell, do I look like myself?" I asked getting annoyed.
"Because you are in Nowhere. Here's where every dementor comes before he leaves for the world. And since you are now a dementor, you came here too. And like each person who becomes a dementor you had shown a great deal of love. How? You shown it as a guardian-in-training-ghost or non-ghost, as you put it, nicely may I add, to possess an inferi, actually becoming one. Not to mention that you stop the curse. It should have been impossible."
"I love Hermione." I said it simple.
"Yes, you do. That's why I must warn you, you must not give in to your hunger. When you leave Nowhere, you will look as a dementor usually does with cloak and everything, but your true form is this. Just a bit changed. Didn't you feel the change?"
Yes, I did, I thought remembering the strange feeling I had the first time I arrived here.
"A dementor job is to take the souls of the damned and bring them here, not to " kiss" as wizards say, we say "eat".
"What do you mean eat?" I asked getting annoyed and at the same time worried. Hermione…
"You know what I mean professor. And don't worry if you love her enough your kiss won't kill her. You just have to trust your love and her love."
And with that he was gone.
"No! Wait! What do I do now?" I asked panicked.
Then everything was dark again. I woke up in Azkaban.