To Recount and Rectify

"You were the moon. All this time. And he was always there for you to make you shine."

"Was he the sun?"

"No, honey, he was the darkness."

Kayne

It had taken not even a second after the door was closed for Kayne to fall asleep on the chair with her dogs head in her foot. She slept soundly until the alerting sound of the opening door woke her up with a jump. It took a second to remember were she was and why she hurt, and it took not a blink later for her remember who was coming in. With her heart slamming, Kayne watches Lucius who had come back in, close the door and cautiously approach.

Looking around the irritated, towering blond man, Kayne noticed Severus hanging back in the darker corner of the room, leering at Malfoy watchfully.

"You have requested my audience?" He says with a false pride.

"You can say no, but I was wondering if you could bring me to my fathers?"

"I'm very aware that I can say no." His eyes scanned her up and down in thought.

"Fine." Lucius said after a moment. "Lets not waste anymore time."

Kayne expected questions or at least another snappy response, so she wasn't ready and wasn't awake in herself yet and seemed to freeze up.

"Kayne." Lucius snapped her out of her confused haze.

She was tired and very hurt. She shouldn't have been being moved and the three knew it.

"Right." Kayne refocused.

Using Vex and the few assigned orderly, Lucius and Severus slipped Kayne and Vex through the hospital unnoticed. Her knees were weak and her steps slowed quickly, and after a moment of irritating objections and giving limbs, Kayne found herself lifted by Lucius and continuing to the designated apperation area.

"Bring her to her house, Lucius. No side stops.." Severus hissed once outside.

The blond nodded with a snarl and readjusted his arms under Kayne who hung her arm and gripped Vex's scruff, before popping from the spot.


Kayne

They landed a street over and Lucius carried her to a moon shaded, semi- private spot that was made up of a patch of covering foliage, and he lowered her on the grass. Taking a step back, he cracked his back and shoulders before leering at her.

"Answer me this.. Why did you choose me?" He asked.

Taking a moment to think, Kayne used the tree and her dog for support and slowly made her way down to a sitting position with her back resting against a thick tree trunk. She sighed, allowing herself to feel weak and small under the hawked eyes of Lucius.

"I wanted to talk to you."

"About?" His tone was as sharp as ever under a smooth voice, but she was to tired to care.

"I want you to tell me the truth." She said looking up at him with her own, weak expression.

"Your owed request has been used."

"Then tell me for free." She sighed too tired to deal with his walls, "And if you can't do that.. Tell me because I'm your son's best friend."

"Oh, you still care about him?"

"I still care about all of you."

"All of us." He snorted looking away. "What about me Kayne? Don't be foolish."

She could tell by the way he looked from her that she was nerving him, and he stepped back to watch her as she took another deep breath and allowed her neck head to fall back and fall against the trunk.

"Lucius Malfoy. I think you're actually a really good person at heart who has been tainted by a magic you don't want to fight or let go of… I think you hold high honors exclusively to those who hold high honors in you, and I think that once people get into your circle.. you have an overly difficult time letting them go."

She looked up at him now and Lucius returned his composure to a quirked eyebrow and darkening, questioning exterior.

"Was it all planned?" Kayne asked.

"Not all of it."

"Did Draco know?"

Lucius turned his eyes away, and remained truthful, "No."

She paused.

"Promise?"

"Yes. I myself held no knowledge. It was Bellatrix who pushed Narcissa. But don't hold hatred for Narc-"

"I can't and I don't…. Shes done too much for me.. I think somewhere I know that she didn't mean it.. I think somewhere it broke her heart.."

"It did."

Kayne looked up at Lucius who just got away with hiding the break of emotion, only giving Kayne a flash of feeling he would never show and that was walled before anything more could be expressed.

"Tell her I miss her, please."

Lucius nodded his head and took a step backwards.

"Thank you, Mister Malfoy." She struggled as she tried for her feet, quickly finding a gloved hand grasping an arm and her shoulder. She was swept upright by the blank faced man who let go immediately stepping away from her quickly.

She looked at him.

"We've all been there." He explains with an attempt of casualty in his tone.

Kayne nodded a goodbye and stepped from behind the brush and started her path to her fathers home. She felt Lucius stall and watch her as she walked away. She felt his eyes hold on her back, and she turned around to face him which prompted him to ask what was on his mind.

"For when Albus asks, when do you think you'll be back at school?"

"Tell Albus, soon enough.. I just.. I need some time." She nodded the ending and turned away from Lucius a final time.

The walk across the street was long, longer then she remembered but eventually she huffed her way to the stoop and took a seat on the front stair.

"Kayne?"

She turned around and saw her father standing in the open threshold of the door she didn't hear open. She hadn't looked at herself since she rose to consciousness, but by the response on her fathers face, she didn't look good.

"Dad… I just want to go to sleep."

"I would suggest washing up first, but that's not up to me."

She smirked and looked back at her dog as she gave him a tired chin scratch.

"Okay, dad."

"Pasta on the stove."

"Thank you, dad."

"...It wasn't meant for you."

"I know dad."

...

Staring in the mirror Kayne immediately saw what her father gaped about. She still had the residue of the magical tape that held the breathing straps to her face, and the top right side of her mouth shone broken teeth and ripped lips when ever she opened her sore and stiff jaw. Her left eye was still bloodshot and bruised with tired black circles around both. She had multiple mostly healed or stitched lacerations in various spots around her body and road rashed damage across the full right side of her cheek, shoulder and arm. Her neck, collarbone and near all her limbs were sore and refused to stop twitching, while her fingers were either ripped up at the knuckles or splinted with casting.

After only a few moments of personal examination, Kayne felt tears well up in her eyes.

She didn't realize how bad she looked and now she was slightly embarrassed by how she must have looked to the two older men and her father. She sunk to the bathroom floor and pulled her hound and knees close to her. She didn't want to associate with magic anymore.. she didn't want to go back to Hogwarts.. she didn't want to ever see green and silver again, and she sure as hell never wanted to cross paths with silver masks and those with faces like snakes ever again.

This war she had signed up for.. she didn't realize it was real. The dreams the practice the abilities all sounded like a story to her as she sat surrounded by muggle things in her muggle bathroom. That this all was actually happening; people killing people. People…. beating and murdering others for no reason… This wasn't a world she wanted to live in anymore.. And she pulled both her dog and her knees up to her chest and under her chin, as tears streaked down her face.

She stayed in the lavatory for a long time crying. She couldn't stop the way her body shook as tears fell, or the trouble she was having with her limbs. Every time she looked at herself she was reminded with stitched wounds and vicious looking bruises and casts.

Kayne lay on her side with her head on her dog, allowing her body to shake against the hot chills as tears dampened the dogs body. She gripped his fur and swore into his blackness, slamming her damaged fists on the tile or the wall next to them. Kayne fell apart to the point past exhaustion, alone and afraid underneath the white porcelain sink in her muggle world bathroom, wanting beyond it all, it was all just a dream.

It had to be...


The furry ground below her head moved and Kayne stirred but could not wake up.

"Thank you for alerting us." A familiar but untraceable woman's voice came fuzzed through Kayne's mind as her eyes refused to open.

"Well, when she turned up like this and had a meltdown in here, I didn't know what else to do."

She felt her body lift, and instantly curled into the warm form that supported her.

"You did the right thing Robert" The women said warmly. "We've got her from here."

There was a loud snap and a swirling feeling before the feeling of ground and walking came from under her. Kayne opened her eyes and immediately saw black. Moving her gaze up to see the angry and very irritated form of Severus as he briskly walked them. Just ahead of them, a stiff walking Minerva stopped at the forests edge and looked around.

"Don't move." He growled under his breath, and Kayne contently closed her eyes and slipped back away.


Kaynes Dreamscape

Kayne sat up and looked around.

Her steel frame bed that mimicked a hospital bed, squeaked as she sat up as she quickly found herself alone in the middle of the empty wasteland. The sounds of a large ticking clock rings through the air as if part of the grey cloud sky. The metronome noise was almost maddening.

Kayne sat up and looked around her desolate surroundings. The sound of stampeding from behind spun her around as the large cloud of raising dust from a ways away. Hoofs thundered and cracked the ground with every step, as the sound of metal shaking sounding like chains and snakes come clearer and clearer. Kayne pulled to her knees and slipped from the side of the bed, standing the meet the horse and rider that quickly began to look mountainous as it approached.

But Kayne did not fear anymore, and stood tall in the way as the enormous horse and rider stopped shoulder to horse shoulder with Kayne.

"Hello." She said with a quiet strength that roared thunders to the correct people.

She heard the armor moving as the rider looked down at her.

"You have lost your fear of Death, child."

It was the first words he had ever said to her, and his voice sounded as far off thunder and crashing waves.

She turned and looked into the darkness in the Warrior's helm, "I'm ready for this… I'm ready."

"So be it."

The rider unsheathed a foggy crystal sword blade held with a black purple and gold hilt. It was beautiful and Kayne was hypnotized instantly by the glow and rainbows it gave as the knight swept it around and over his head. A sword of realms. It physically cut open the air it's top touched and ripped a black backed view like paper.

"So let it be."

Kayne was locked with the sword's radiating beauty and missed as the blade turn downwards on her. Fogged by the magick that swarmed like clouds inside the blade, she didn't notice until too late that the weapon stabbed through the center of her chest. The world passed in still silence and she gasped a painful gurgled gasp as the sword was ripped out, a sound the echoed the vast wasteland as well as in her ears and mind. She stumbled back, bringing her fingers to the wound that did not bleed but absorbed the energy around her before emitting a long, painful scream.


Kayne woke up in the sun lit hospital wing and knew where she was before she even opening her eyes. The itchy blanket that lay loosely over her smelled of cleaning materials as did the rest of the room and the pillow under her head.

Opening her eyes, she was greeted to the pale blue/green curtains that surrounded her, and glanced down at her very healed fingers and arms. She felt a hundred times better and as the last days ran in her mind, she pulled the events together well enough. Sitting up, the curtain pulled and the stone face of Pomfry that greeted her with a tray containing a sandwich and potions.

"Well, you gave everyone quite a ruffle." The medi-witch went on, placing the tray on the side table and crossing her arms.

"What?" Kayne asked suddenly starving.

"Carried in by Severus and Minerva at the wee hours of the morning with a high fever and hallucinations.."

It all came as a flash that paled her, and her hand went to the center of her chest to feel a pulsing warmth come from the spot.

"Anything the matter, dear?"

The loud image of the knight flashed through her mind as a metal, claw encased finger rose to the helm, gesturing for her silence.

"Nothing. Just.. forgot about that.."

The nurse gave her a look before prompting her to stand and show her strength before letting her back out into the school.

Once alone, Vex who was never allowed but had sneaked his way in, crawled happily from under the bed with his tongue flopping out the side and his tail sweeping the floor happily. Seeing Vex come out from hiding was the best feeling she could have felt, and as the nurse walked away Kayne dropped to her knees and spent time giving enthusiastic attention and hugs to the excited dog who had a very stressful past week. She hugged his neck and promised him she was sorry, that she would never leave him again no matter what. She promised she would never allow them to be separated regardless of who or what, anything wanted and that she would be a better owner. She had insulted his pride and honor towards her, and that was unforgivable, she promised him she would never do it again. Kissing the dog on the muzzle several times, Kayne pushed to her feet and started out of the hospital wing, fingers never leaving the dogs bushy fur.

From the moment she left the hospital, things were different. Placing her hand in the spot between her chest and her throat, she saw every child and adult that walked by now held an Aura hovering off them, it was a color that held a shocking, sparking, or dull form and explained the persons mood instantly. What Kayne once thought was a sun glow off the nurse, she now confirmed her newest of her abilities. She just, didn't know what it was.

She quickly learned people was not all that she could see, but life of all kinds. Animals, plants, ghosts, even the portraits held their own energy and colors. Her senses were sharper and everything held more distinction and definition. She felt intentions and quickly her intuition became aware of everyone around her, both in view, and just out of or behind objects.

As she continued her walking she quickly found the sights extremely overwhelming but at the same time, very curious as she matched voice tones to how that person actually spoke compared to how they felt. The dog barked a warning but she was elsewhere in her thoughts and didn't notice the crowd she bumped into.

Fanning out quickly, the group in which she hit turned green and silver and Kayne refocused as her eyes found those of Draco and quickly dropped her hand. Without even a thought to who was around or care either way, she jumped on him, and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a tight hug.

For a moment he pulled away on instinct, but quickly succumb to the private moment they were sharing in public. Kayne burrowed her head in his shoulder and tightened her hold as did he. She didn't notice how many students glanced their way and at that moment, neither of them cared about the whisperers or opinions of anyone.

"I'm so sorry." She apologized into his shoulder out of earshot of the others.

"You didn't do anything, and I don't know why you're apologizing., " the laughed half embarrassed.

"I'm sorry..I didn't know about any of it." He continued now much quieter. "If you died…"

She cut him off there as she remembered there were others watching. She broke from the embrace and he nodded his head and pulled himself together.

"It's good to see your recovered." He responded at regular volume but hard felt tone.

"It's good to see you don't hate me.."

It was a moment of awkwardness as Vex rubbed his body against Draco's leg and he looked down and scratched the dogs ear.

"I need to get to class." He said somewhat quietly

"Yeah. I'll come find you after dinner."

"I'll be around."

Kayne ignored the crowd again and reached out and squeezed Draco's arm in passing as she started off in a brisk walk, leaving Draco's punishment to be explaining the event to the others.