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One bright day in the middle of the night, two dead boys got up to fight. Orion took another drag and tried to remember the rest of the poem Severus had told him years ago. Back to back they faced each other, drew their swords and shot one another.
He looked up when he heard the sound of running and laughter coming from the room above him. Probably those twins doing something again.
A stone deaf auror heard the noise and came and killed those two dead boys.
He could not remember anything past that and wondered if Snape would be around and willing to remind him. Not likely. He hadn't been around for a while, off doing something dangerous and mysterious. He was a dangerous and mysterious man that Severus Snape.
Orion finished his cigarette and reached for his ever present bottle of scotch. He tipped it back and nothing came out. Now when did that happen? How many bottles had he gone through?
He heard the door open and close and looked towards it to see a red headed man in the room with him. "Oh look," he mumbled to himself, "It's a Weasley."
"Orion." The man looked half-scared. He slowly approached the mantle Orion was leaning against. Orion looked up at him and tried, really, really tried to remember his name.
"Orion." The Weasley repeated his name. "I think Charlie's found her. I-i got a note from him." He produced a piece of parchment from his pocket.
"Bill! That's the one!" Orion grinned. He felt that remembering the Weasley's name was something to be proud of, considering how many of them there were.
"Did you hear me?" Bill put a hand on Orion's shoulder and tried to get him to look him in the eyes. "I think Charlie has found her. He sent me a note. Something about Moldoveanu. Orion, Charlie's found Nyx!"
Nyx? That wasn't right. No, this wasn't Bill. Just another damn dream. He shrugged the hand off his shoulder. "Get out dammit! Get the hell out! She's dead!" He pushed the not-Bill towards the door. Not-Bill turned just before he left room and Orion could see horror in his eyes. Good, that's one more dream he scared away. Orion closed the door behind the dream and returned to the mantle. He lit a fire with his wand in the fireplace below him and started on another cigarette.
The mute psychotic shrieked in fright, with words of joy at this ghastly sight.
Oh ya, that's how it ended.