A/N: Here's another chapter. Enjoy.
Chapter 55: The letter
Draco went to the closest fire, which happened to be right in Selene's room. He couldn't stand the screams in his mind. He knew they were hers and that she suffered. Soon enough, the head of Severus Snape appeared in the fire.
"Yes? What is it? Why did you feel the need to call me at this late hour Mr Malfoy?" he was just as impassible as ever, but with a hint of annoyance.
"Well, sir, you see, it's Selene, she…I think she's having nightmares again, but it's terrifying. Can y-"
"I'm coming there right now."
True to his word, two minutes later he was stepping out of the fireplace. Draco got to the point where he was twitching every now and then. Lucius was still standing in the doorway, looking confused and Narcissa was running out of potions to use to help the girl.
The potions master hurried over to the bed. His eyes were wide and he turned to look at Lucius, a cold look on his face. But before he could open his mouth to say anything, Narcissa hurried over to him.
"Lucius didn't do anything, we all woke up when she started screaming."
"When?"
"About 15 minutes ago. I couldn't do anything, and the scar-"
That was when Severus took a proper look at Selene for the first time. The scar on the left side of her chest was pitch black and pulsing. She was convulsing between screams and rolling on the bed. Her face was red from the lack on oxygen the screaming caused. The sight was terrifying.He turned to the boy behind him.
"See if you can find out anything, and tell me."
Selenes point of view:
I didn't know how much time passed. The pain was still going, and I still screamed, but they couldn't hear or see me. The muggle was laying on the floor, dead. Voldemort continued with revising the plan, whatever it was, but I couldn't hear a damn thing. Until…
"Selene? What happened? I thought the nightmares stopped."
Draco's voice seemed to calm down the pain, but it was just the one in the birthmark, so probably it was just Harry's pain the onethat stopped.
"Draco, I don't think its a nightmare…Please help me, it hurts, get Narcissa."
"She's already here. Snape too."
"But how are-"
"You started screaming. We came to your room and saw you like this so we called him. Now, what happened?"
"As I said, I don't think its a dream. It just felt too real."
"But what happened?"
" He killed someone."
"But wasn't he-"
"Apparently not as dead as we thought. Now please get me out of here."
My mind was left wondering and my chest on fire, but soon enough I felt a cold jelly substance on my scar. It eased the pain.
"Can you hear me? Please wake up." Slowly but surely I opened my eyes and was blinded by the bright light I wasn't expecting after all the darkness. As soon as I sat, I felt two arms encircling me and could see black robes in front of my eyes.
"Sev..." but my words were cut off by Draco
"What happened? Who did he kill? Just-"
"I suggest you let her breathe Mr Malfoy. And it would be better if you come back with me dear. You need to rest and Madame Pomfrey to have a look at the scar. It never happened before. " The cold tone suggested I had no word in this. But I wasn't exactly an obedient little girl.
"But-"
"No, you cannot stay. You have to come. Your health and safety are more important. Besides, as I recall, you have to pack again in a week. Better rest well until then."
"Yes, of course."
"Thank you for informing me of this Narcissa."
"Of course Severus, take care of her."
"Always."
Mrs Malfoy smiled warmly and hugged me. "I'll have Zaka bring your things."
"Lucius." Sev nodded in the direction of the door and that was when I noticed the tall shocked man standing there. He heard everything...
But I didn't have time to say or even think anything else before a hand caught my arm and before long, I was standing in the fireplace of the hospital wing at Hogwarts.
Over the next days I was stuck in bed until Madame Pomfrey was sure I was perfectly fine, and when I finally returned to my room I found a letter waiting for me on my desk. It was from Lucius.
"Miss Povans(or Potter now?),
I was recently informed by my wife and son about your place in the first wizarding war and your connection to my wife. She also told me of your nightmares and the diary, of what it had done to you. I am sorry for having sent it there, I really just wanted to get rid of it.
But now I think it is safe for me to tell you about what happened near the end of the war, as you are like a daughter to my wife and such a close friend of Draco. The Dark Lord was trying to get to everyone in the Order and kill them. The witches and wizards who knew of their location but hid it or lied to him were killed. And that's how Blanca died, my sister, along with her new husband. He killed them both. And that's when I started doubting his way of thinking. He didn't just want us to come out of hiding and affirm our superiority above muggles. He was willing to kill anyone who chose to fight alongside Dumbledore, regardless of their blood status, no matter who got caught into the crossfire or how many casualties there were. I know that was very foolish and selfish of me, but after he killed my sister and the war ended, Narcissa helped me learn how things really were and see past the stereotypes I have been teached while growing up.
But I had to keep up the façade because she somehow knew he'll come back someday. I have to be like I was before, to keep Draco and Narcissa safe and they have to act like it too. I wasn't sure how you really are, it was rather suspicious for a Gryffindor to be friends with my son, as I know how he acts at school. I hope I can count on you to keep the secret and maybe not loose your faith when the time comes. You are a wonderful girl and I still ask myself how Draco managed to befriend you. Keep being like you already are. You have started to heal a wound in my wife's heart that had been left open since your mother died, and I will forever be grateful for that, as well as for helping my son start growing a strong personality which I never tought he will have.
Regards,
Lucius Abraxas Malfoy"
Over the following week I tried to keep myself occupied, but my mind wandered off to the letter form Mr Malfoy. I never thought Voldemort has gone as far as to kill purebloods from the Sacred 28. I also discussed my dream with Dumbledore and got to a conclusion: somehow Voldemort will get someone to try and kill me and send Harry off to some creepy ass ritual fo Merlin knows what. But in order to kill him, we had to let him get his body back. You can't kill something that's not physical.
Soon I was at the Burrow getting ready to leave for the World Cup, after being woken up even before the sunrise. But oh, little did we know that we were in for a surprise, and such a terrible one.
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