To trip, to fall
What's left behind
Lets get up not look back
Lets see what we find
To trip, to fall
Lets not get up
Lets just sit here and talk
The school has turned against me and it hurts me more than I will ever admit. Iam used to being despised and hated. The Dursleys have never been afraid to show me just how much they loathe my very presence. But the feeling displayed by the students is one that I have only seen in myself until now.
Fear.
They all fear me and I do not blame them. How can I blame them when I know that feeling so well? Fear of my family, fear of the dark, fear of the light, fear of the future. My list of fears has always been a long one.
But now I am feared and I do not know what to do. Perhaps they are correct to fear me. That hat wanted to put me in Slytherin after all, so maybe they are right and I am the Heir. But even if it is true they don't understand. I would never hurt anyone.
Those that pity me, hate me and even fear me; I swear I will protect them all.
November 1st, Tue 10PM
"This is pointless," I growled angrily as I tossed a handful of scribbled notes across the living room.
Draco sighed in frustration as he ran a hand through his long, blonde hair. We both watched in silence as Khalida rose from her seat on the couch and began to gather up the papers. Her attention snapped to the door and her grip tightened considerably as Luna floated into the room.
"I told you we should wait until after we hear back from Severus," Draco chided softly.
"I just want to figure this stupid thing out," I replied as I slowly sank back into the couch.
"There's no reason to rush things," Khalida said as she returned the discarded paper to their previous place on the coffee table. "We have plenty of time." Luna let out a loud snort as she crossed her arms in front of her and leaned against the side of the fireplace. I gave her a questioning look while Khalida sent her an icy glare.
"Why do I get the feeling you know something we don't?" Draco asked in a suspicious tone.
"I know many things you don't," Luna replied with a shrug, "as I'm sure you also know many things that I do not."
"Great Merlin!" Draco exclaimed as he slammed a fist down onto the coffee table in front of him, "Can't you answer a simple question? Speaking to you is worse then speaking to Dumbledore; at least he has a reason for his riddles." A wan smile appeared on Luna's lips as if Draco's outburst didn't affect her in the least.
"A reason for riddles," Luna replied with an airy chuckle, "There is a reason for everything isn't there? It seems that way doesn't it? A reason we meet the people we meet, a reason we learn the things that we are taught, and a reason we end up in the oddest places."
Luna's eyes met my own and for a moment I thought I saw the faintest hit of blue behind those black, sightless orbs. Khalida and Draco gave me a confused look but I barely noticed as I became lost in my thoughts.
Something about Luna's comment stuck in my mind. She had said there was a reason for everything, even a reason we end up in the oddest places. I thought back to all of the places that I had found myself in the past months and each one seemed equally odd and equally impossible, save one. One place stuck out in my mind and it wasn't because it was the strangest place. Instead it stood out due to the fact that it was actually the least strange.
"I was wondering something Draco," I said slowly, "Why did you set the portkeys to take me to the places that they did?" Draco seemed to think about this for a moment before replying.
"I assumed that you would be amused by them," Draco replied with a smile, "and I thought that if there were a lot of muggles it would slow down the aurors. Why?"
"Well I just didn't understand why the second one took me to an empty field," I said as Draco gave me a confused look.
"I didn't set the second one to take you to a field," he stated slowly, "It was set to take you to the Great Wall of China."
"No, that was the third one," I explained as Draco's eyes widened in surprise and Khalida's jaw fell open in shock.
"I swear to you Jenny," Draco stated adamantly, "The second portkey was set to take you to the Great Wall while the first one should have taken you to the middle of London."
"I don't remember the first one," I muttered, "but I know the second one dropped me in the middle of a field. I remember thinking that it was quite…odd."
Draco got up from his chair and moved over to kneel in front of me. He pushed up the sleeve of my sweater and eyed the charm bracelet warily. I blushed as Khalida chuckled softly beside me. The portkeys were no longer active but I had kept the bracelet on anyway. For some reason I felt closer to Draco and Khalida as I played with the small charms throughout the day.
"Don't feel bad," Khalida said as she slowly pushed back the sleeve of her robe to reveal her own charm bracelet and with a wide grin Draco proceeded to do the same.
"Guess we're all nuts," I mumbled softly as Draco and Khalida laughed loudly.
"There's just something about it," Khalida replied softly, fingering the little pieces of silver that dangled around her wrist.
"I know what you mean," I added as I watched Draco cast a few spells on my own bracelet.
"Exactly," Draco said under his breath as he gave his wrist a small shake. The room was silent for a moment except for the small tinkling caused by the charms bouncing off one another.
A frown tugged at the corners of Draco's lips as he waved a wand at each of the charms. He cycled through the portkeys twice before sitting back with a loud sigh. A moment later he pulled of his own bracelet and repeated the cycle. I gave him a questioning look and grimaced as his brow furrowed in confusion.
"I don't understand it," he admitted, crossing his arms over his chest, "There's an extra portkey on your bracelet which does explain why it took you longer to return to the mansion but I have no idea where it came from."
"Which one is it?" Khalida asked worriedly as I slipped the bracelet off my wrist.
"It's between the charm that looks like a clock and the one that looks like a brick," Draco replied.
Khalida fiddled with the bracelet for a moment before handing it back to me. I immediately slipped it back onto my wrist as Draco leaned over to study the small piece of silver in Khalida's palm. She carefully placed it on the table in front of us.
"What is it?" I asked as I stared at the charm curiously.
"It looks like some kind of building," Draco responded as he jabbed at the charm with his wand.
"Stop that," Khalida snapped. We studied the small portkey for a few moments longer before a voice broke in.
"It's a house," Luna stated knowingly.
"A house?" I asked in confusion and Luna nodded her head in reply.
"But where did it come from?" Draco asked in confusion.
"Who knows," Luna replied with a shrug, "but as I said before, everything happens for a reason."
"So what's the reason for this?" Draco huffed, motioning toward the small silver house.
"A house," Khalida gasped loudly. "Draco, do you think you can reset this?"
"Why?"
"Just do it," Khalida commanded and Draco merely nodded in reply.
"It shouldn't be too hard," he said thoughtfully as he studied the charm once more, "Although I don't fancy the idea of appearing someplace we know absolutely nothing about."
Khalida and Draco began to argue and I did my best to block them out. I had to agree with Draco though; I didn't really like the idea of being whisked off to some unknown place. There had been something there, something important, but I had no idea what it was. I gently massaged my forehead as I felt a migraine coming on.
"I'm going to bed," I stated as I stood abruptly and stalked out of the room.
"Goodnight!" Draco called out to me loudly.
"Sleep well!" Khalida called out immediately after.
Luna walked next to me down the hallway and I couldn't stop myself from glancing at her uncomfortably. Nothing about her body language told me she even noticed I was there until we both stopped outside my bedroom door.
"Sweet dreams," she whispered softly as I stepped into the bedroom and closed the door behind me.
November 2nd, 2AM Wednesday
I found myself in a forest of trees. Cloaked figures moved around me and I sneered at them in disdain. Curses and hexes broke through the night but I gave them no thought. I knew where my prize was waiting and nothing would stand in my way. Green eyes locked on my own and I grinned as my opponent shivered under my gaze. My prey shot a quick curse at my chest but I dodged it easily, sending my own curse towards the ground. His eyes widened in surprise and I knew I had him. After our first confrontation which seemed to have happened so long ago now, I learned that attacking him directly was too unpredictable.
My spell tore through the ground as it closed the distance between us, leaving a cloud of dust in its wake. It pierced through the dirt underneath his feet and a sickly orange glow surrounded him immediately. He staggered for a moment before falling to his knees. I gently gathered him up into my arms and shot my mark into the sky. A loud crack echoed through the night as I disapparated away, my prize safe within my grasp.
"Jenny," Draco's voice called out to me. I shook my head in an attempt to clear my mind before opening my eyes to look at him. Draco gasped in surprise as I stared up into his gray eyes lit by the glow of the moon.
"What is it?" I asked, blinking up at him in confusion.
"Your eyes," he stammered hesitantly, "they're red like they were before and they're…"
"What…"
"They're glowing," he finished shakily.
Panic gripped me for a moment before I took a deep breath and quickly rubbed my eyes. Draco sighed with relief as I looked back up at him.
"They're green again," he stated. "Were you having some kind of nightmare?"
"I think so," I replied, "but I was someone else in the dream. I can't remember much now but I was in a forest and I saw green eyes, like my father's eyes."
"What happened next?" Draco asked nervously.
"I fought with the green eyed man and he shot a curse at me," I answered with a frown, "but it was odd. He shot a curse at me and I dodged it but I didn't shoot a curse back at him."
"Why?"
"I don't know. For some reason I didn't think it was a good idea so I shot a strange curse at the ground. It came out of the dirt underneath him and there was all this orange around him. Then I picked him up, sent some weird spell into the sky and apparated away." Draco's skin paled as I described my dream and I shifted nervously on the bed.
"What do you think it means?" I asked hesitantly and Draco shook his head.
"I'm not sure," he replied, "but I think you were…"
"Voldemort," I interrupted and Draco merely nodded in reply. "I figured as much," I added under my breath.
"I wonder where it came from," I said thoughtfully, "I can't believe I would just come up with that out of nowhere."
"It sounds like your describing the time the Dark Lord kidnapped Harry," Draco replied softly. "Perhaps Severus mentioned something about it?"
"No," I responded, shaking my head. "Khalida never told me anything about it either." Suddenly a strange thought popped into my head.
"Do you still have that book about Gilgamesh?" I asked in a quiet voice.
"Yeah, why?"
"Just go get it," I commanded sternly, "I'll explain after I check something out."
Draco gave me a confused look as he slid off the bed to the floor. My heart pounded fiercely in my chest as I watched him leave the room and return a few minutes later carrying a thick, leather bound book in his hands. I scooted up to lean against the headboard, pushing stray hairs behind my ears. Draco handed me the book and I began to flip through it immediately.
"Anything in particular you're looking for?" Draco asked and I nodded in reply.
"The part that talks about the four dreams Gilgamesh had," I responded as I continued to flip through the book.
"The five dreams Gilgamesh had," Draco corrected and I paused in surprise.
"Five dreams?" I questioned in confusion, "But Luna said there were only four dreams."
"Nope. There were five dreams but the lines of the fourth and fifth dreams are missing," he explained as he plucked the book from my hands. He flipped through a few more pages before laying the book in front of me.
I ran one finger down the page as I read through the paragraphs. The first dream seemed to be a strange coincidence after I had learned about what had happened at Godric's Hollow but the second dream seemed to accurate to ignore.
"What is it?" Draco asked in concern.
"Listen to this and tell me if it doesn't sound familiar," I replied.
"My friend, did you not call out to me? Why did I wake up?
Did you not touch me? Why am I so disturbed?
Did a god pass by? Why are my muscles trembling?
Enkidu, my friend, I have had a dream--
and the dream I had was deeply disturbing
in the mountain gorges...
the mountain fell down on us"
"Yeah, it's the first dream," Draco muttered, "So what?"
"Remember Godric's Hollow," I stated slowly. Draco was silent for a moment as he thought to himself.
"That doesn't mean anything," he replied, shaking his head, "It's just some kind of coincidence."
"Okay," I growled in annoyance, "How about this next one?"
"Enkidu, my friend, I have had a dream,
besides my first dream, a second.
And the dream I had--so striking, so...,so disturbing…
I was grappling with a wild bull of the wilderness,
with his bellow he split the ground, a cloud of dust...to
the sky.
I sank to my knees in front of him."
Draco's jaw dropped and he immediately pulled the book away from me. I watched his eyes scan over the first passage and then the second. His brow furrowed as he repeated the action. After a few minutes the book dropped from his grasp and he stared at it in disbelief.
"I was surprised too," I admitted and Draco nodded in reply.
"What do you think it means?"
"Who knows," I replied, "but I'm too tired to think on it now."
Silence descended upon us and Draco gave me a questioning look. I nodded in reply and held up the edge of the sheets and blankets that covered me. He sighed in relief as he climbed onto the bed and lay down next to me. After a quick kiss he wrapped an arm around my waist and we drifted off.
Thunder rumbled above me as a bolt of lightning tore through the sky. I looked around quickly and realized that I was once again standing in the middle of an empty field. Footsteps pounded the ground in front of me and I took off after them. Lightning illuminated the night once again and I could make out the faint outline of a farmhouse up ahead.
As I neared the farm a strange smell hit me and I sniffed the air in confusion. Suddenly I heard a shout behind me and I turned around in surprise. A red blast of light zipped past my shoulder and I watched in horror as it hit a large white tank sitting a few yards away. There was a bright flash and the world exploded around me.
I rubbed my eyes as a feeling of disorientation came over me. Once I recovered I found myself standing in front of a gigantic castle. It was Hogwarts and it was crumbling to the ground. Flames roared toward the sky and the ground shook underneath me as another explosion rocked the earth. The castle burst into bits of stone and I stood silently as the flames dimmed, leaving nothing but ash in their wake.
I quickly sat up as thunder rumbled outside the window. My lungs ached and my body shook as I attempted to slow my labored breathing. Draco rubbed his eyes tiredly and I flinched when he gently laid a hand on my arm.
"What is it Jenny?" He asked in concern, "Did the storm wake you?"
Another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky and my gaze immediately fell on the thick book lying open on the floor. Without a word of acknowledgement to Draco's question I slipped off the bed and bent down to pick up the heavy book. I remained silent as I walked across the room and found my wand on the desk.
"Lumos," I whispered softly. Draco gave me a questioning look but I ignored him as I read the paragraph in front of me.
"The heavens roared and the earth rumbled;
then it became deathly still, and darkness loomed.
A bolt of lightning cracked and a fire broke out,
and where it kept thickening, there rained death.
Then the white-hot name dimmed, and the fire went out,
and everything that had been falling around turned to ash."
"Jenny…" Draco's voice trailed off as he took in the haunted look in my eyes.
"You have to reset that portkey," I pleaded, "We're running out of time."
"I had a dream," I continued in an ominous tone, "I was in that field and there was lighting and fire and…and…"
"And what?" Draco urged and I began to shake violently. He quickly crossed the room and gathered me into his arms.
"And everything around me turned to ash," I whispered and the room shook as the storm raged on.