Chapter 7: Angel of Death
There was a great flash of white - A white flash so bright, so blinding, and so intense. But however blinding the light felt, Cho forced her eyes open. She wanted to know what it was. She was filled with burning curiosity.
The white flash was still so blinding, but she suddenly felt herself get up on her feet. Some force brought her to stand up from her previously motionless and unconscious state at the field.
Now that she was on her feet, she had expected herself to walk… But instead, she felt herself floating. She felt a strong gush of wind that was suddenly blowing on her face. She looked down at herself, and noticed she was wearing a white flowing dress.
'Odd.' She thought. 'I don't remember wearing this dress. I don't even own one like this.'
Another bizarre occurrence started happening again. She was now gliding forward. She was gliding forward in the motion of a dementor. She wasn't doing it intentionally. There was an invIsible force creating the gliding motion. It was an eerie feeling.
The white flash had now subsided, but it was still quite bright. All around her was a vastness of plain white and the blowing wind.
She continued gliding forward. All of a sudden, she saw a lot of people who were extended on air. They were peacefully floating while gazing at her. She took a mental note: 'I know these people.' She saw her grand mother. She saw Dumbledore. She saw her father. She saw Cedric. She saw a couple - the man & woman looking so much like the photos Harry had shown her of his father & mother. It was James and Lily Potter - Harry's parents - Her parents-in-law.
All these people seemed to be gazing at her intently.
Cho still kept on gliding forward, seeing all these people, one after the other. Some of them she didn't know, but most of them, she knew.
However, the smooth forward motion suddenly stopped. And Cho slowly descended to the ground, as if a magnet was pulling her down. Her bare feet gently touched the ground.
She looked around. All the people extended on air- vanished! Her surrounding was still an infinity of whiteness, however the gazing people (extended on air) weren't there anymore. They were no where to be found.
Now, there was just a woman in front of her, slowly walking towards her.
The woman looked beautiful. So beautiful that it sent tingles down her spine. Her beauty was creepy. She looked even more beautiful and more mesmerizing than a veela. This woman had very pale skin, very pale eyes (very pale silver eyes which came very close to white), Silvery-blond long hair, and very red lips. They were of a bloody color, as though she had just bitten off human flesh. She was covered in a blood-red-colored cloak.
Suddenly, flashes of the war started coming back to her. All these thoughts came crashing back into her head. She was now conscious, and in an alien place. What was happening at the war? What happened to her two co-workers Brodan and Alandra? How was Harry? How was Jonah? Where was she?
She unexpectedly noticed the woman walking even closer to her. Closer and closer and closer… She had a terrifyingly evil grin on her face.
This woman gave her an icy stare. Both Cho and the woman's faces were now just an inch apart. The woman looked at her with intensity. Her eyes emmitted a hungry look as if she wanted to bite through Cho's flesh. The woman continued coming closer. She gently grabbed Cho's chin and placed her mouth on hers, sucking in air from Cho like a dementor. Cho closed her eyes and froze. She couldn't move. She tried. But she couldn't.
She had not a clue in the world as to what was going on. What was this woman doing? Who was she?
Once their lips parted, the woman, in a very low eerie voice whispered, "I am the angel of death."
