DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of this, that belongs to J.K Rowling (lucky
woman!), except for the plot... and Sylannae... she's mine as well.
I need something to do, need to feel the sameness in you. I feel the reason as it's leaving me... no, not again. It's quite deceiving as I'm feeling that which made me bad.
~Korn, Make Me Bad
Chapter Three - Favors and Family.
Sylannae tossed in her sleep, it was her own fault, her mistake, that had plunged the Wizarding world into darkness again. She had never had more than two nightmares in one night, and this would be the fourth night in a row that she'd had constant ones, from the moment her eyes closed, to when they opened again in the dull morning light, tired and sore.
"Syl, Syl, wake up sweetie." A soothing voice called to her from reality.
"Go away." Sylannae grumbled, trying to turn over in the bed.
"That would be no fun." The voice laughed.
"Why can't I move?" Sylannae asked, opening her eyes and squinting.
"I am doing my partner-in-crime a favor. He says it is something he has wanted to do for some time now." He replied.
"Harry, what have you done?" Sylannae asked, starting to try and undo the ties that held her to the bed.
"As I said," he paused, grinning widely, "I'm doing Draco a favor."
"Fine," Sylannae growled, "Why am I tied up then?"
She twisted he ankle a little, the cord digging further into her skin. Harry's white eyes seemed to light up as he spoke, "Real sorry Syl, but we have to dispose of those that aren't going to be any help to us, because if we have traitors among our ranks, then we become very vunerable."
"You're no better Harry, you killed their Master." Sylannae snarled, whispering under her breath, "openus darseen ilment crantoc."
A surge of pain ran through Sylannae's body like she had been struck by lightning, and it heaved, convulsing on the bed. She could taste the warm, salty blood in her mouth, as it tipped over her lips and ran down her chin.
"Well, well. That was exciting, wasn't it?!" Harry chuckled, "You can't use your magic on me, I've put up a shield against it, and now you know what happens, I expect you won't be doing it again."
Sylannae closed her eyes, blocking out the sound of his voice, before muttering the words again, "openus darseen ilment crantoc." Another surge of pain ran up her, "openus darseen ilment crantoc." The pain numbed by her concentration, "openus darseen ilment crantoc."
A single face filtered into her mind, plain brown hair, matching eyes, a smile that made her heart melt... "Oliver." She whispered.
"He can't help you now Syl. Oliver's sitting at Hogwarts hoping with all his heart that you'll return." Harry laughed.
She opened her eyes, the black-starred orbs moved to stare straight at Harry, eyebrows narrowed as she muttered, "openus darseen ilment crantoc, openus darseen ilment crantoc, openus darseen ilment crantoc." Each time, the pain moving through her body like a knife, the blood in her mouth flowing over onto the bed in ripples.
"It will do you no good Syl. You can't kill yourself here." Harry smiled.
"I'm not trying to kill myself." Sylannae snarled through clenched teeth, breaking the stare.
*Oh god, I hope this works.* she thought, pushing her mind away from her body, trying to break free. *I need to see Albus.* she thought, her mind apparating to Hogwarts. *Albus! Albus* her mind called, looking around the Entrance Hall as he walked out of the shadows.
*Sylannae, what is the matter? You haven't split your mind and body since the last time something was really wrong, and you're bleeding* Albus thought, knowing she would get the message.
*Harry... Draco... they are trying to kill me, I have to come back to Hogwarts, but they have cursed the room so I cannot do any magic. Do you know of any way that I might be able to get out?* Sylannae thought, her mind's vision of her hand trying to wipe away the blood.
*There is one. Put all your eggs in one basket and do it.* Albus smiled softly, sending instructions on how to do it, *Although, you have never unleashed your powers, have you?* he asked.
*No, and I don't think I will after what I've seen Harry do.* Sylannae shook her head, *Thankyou grandfather.*
*Anything for you.* he smiled slightly, watching as her mind's vision aparrated.
"What is she muttering about?" Sylannae first heard the cold voice sneer.
There was a pause, "I do not know, something is stopping me from getting into her mind."
"I haven't unlocked my powers Harry, so my mental barriers aren't up." Sylannae smiled, opening her emotionless eyes.
"She was saying something before too, openus darseen ilment crantoc." Harry said, instinctively putting his hands to his head and kneeling on the floor heavily.
"What have you done bitch?" Draco asked stunned as he watch Harry start to scream and rock on the floor.
"I did nothing Draco. Harry was the one that said the incantation, not me." Sylannae smiled, a glimmer of hope coming into her eyes, "untiforn cornexus."
The cords around her wrists and ankles undid themselves and Sylannae sat up on the bed, rubbing her ankles as she smiled to Draco.
"How... the shield?" Draco stuttered.
"I put your only supernatural talent out of commission for awhile Draco, hope you don't get vengeful on me." Sylannae smiled.
Draco lunged at her with a knife that he had pulled from the folds of his robes, hoping to kill her. She moved out of the way, only just in time.
"You little whore!" Draco screamed over Harry, "What did you do to him?"
"I ripped the power from his mind and put it in a box. Only I can unlock it, so you are now in grave danger. Goodbye Draco, maybe you will learn the error of your ways when Harry stops screaming." Sylannae smiled, aparating away.
________________________________________________________________________ A/N: *knock knock* *who's there?* *click the button! Go on! Do it!* ________________________________________________________________________
I need something to do, need to feel the sameness in you. I feel the reason as it's leaving me... no, not again. It's quite deceiving as I'm feeling that which made me bad.
~Korn, Make Me Bad
Chapter Three - Favors and Family.
Sylannae tossed in her sleep, it was her own fault, her mistake, that had plunged the Wizarding world into darkness again. She had never had more than two nightmares in one night, and this would be the fourth night in a row that she'd had constant ones, from the moment her eyes closed, to when they opened again in the dull morning light, tired and sore.
"Syl, Syl, wake up sweetie." A soothing voice called to her from reality.
"Go away." Sylannae grumbled, trying to turn over in the bed.
"That would be no fun." The voice laughed.
"Why can't I move?" Sylannae asked, opening her eyes and squinting.
"I am doing my partner-in-crime a favor. He says it is something he has wanted to do for some time now." He replied.
"Harry, what have you done?" Sylannae asked, starting to try and undo the ties that held her to the bed.
"As I said," he paused, grinning widely, "I'm doing Draco a favor."
"Fine," Sylannae growled, "Why am I tied up then?"
She twisted he ankle a little, the cord digging further into her skin. Harry's white eyes seemed to light up as he spoke, "Real sorry Syl, but we have to dispose of those that aren't going to be any help to us, because if we have traitors among our ranks, then we become very vunerable."
"You're no better Harry, you killed their Master." Sylannae snarled, whispering under her breath, "openus darseen ilment crantoc."
A surge of pain ran through Sylannae's body like she had been struck by lightning, and it heaved, convulsing on the bed. She could taste the warm, salty blood in her mouth, as it tipped over her lips and ran down her chin.
"Well, well. That was exciting, wasn't it?!" Harry chuckled, "You can't use your magic on me, I've put up a shield against it, and now you know what happens, I expect you won't be doing it again."
Sylannae closed her eyes, blocking out the sound of his voice, before muttering the words again, "openus darseen ilment crantoc." Another surge of pain ran up her, "openus darseen ilment crantoc." The pain numbed by her concentration, "openus darseen ilment crantoc."
A single face filtered into her mind, plain brown hair, matching eyes, a smile that made her heart melt... "Oliver." She whispered.
"He can't help you now Syl. Oliver's sitting at Hogwarts hoping with all his heart that you'll return." Harry laughed.
She opened her eyes, the black-starred orbs moved to stare straight at Harry, eyebrows narrowed as she muttered, "openus darseen ilment crantoc, openus darseen ilment crantoc, openus darseen ilment crantoc." Each time, the pain moving through her body like a knife, the blood in her mouth flowing over onto the bed in ripples.
"It will do you no good Syl. You can't kill yourself here." Harry smiled.
"I'm not trying to kill myself." Sylannae snarled through clenched teeth, breaking the stare.
*Oh god, I hope this works.* she thought, pushing her mind away from her body, trying to break free. *I need to see Albus.* she thought, her mind apparating to Hogwarts. *Albus! Albus* her mind called, looking around the Entrance Hall as he walked out of the shadows.
*Sylannae, what is the matter? You haven't split your mind and body since the last time something was really wrong, and you're bleeding* Albus thought, knowing she would get the message.
*Harry... Draco... they are trying to kill me, I have to come back to Hogwarts, but they have cursed the room so I cannot do any magic. Do you know of any way that I might be able to get out?* Sylannae thought, her mind's vision of her hand trying to wipe away the blood.
*There is one. Put all your eggs in one basket and do it.* Albus smiled softly, sending instructions on how to do it, *Although, you have never unleashed your powers, have you?* he asked.
*No, and I don't think I will after what I've seen Harry do.* Sylannae shook her head, *Thankyou grandfather.*
*Anything for you.* he smiled slightly, watching as her mind's vision aparrated.
"What is she muttering about?" Sylannae first heard the cold voice sneer.
There was a pause, "I do not know, something is stopping me from getting into her mind."
"I haven't unlocked my powers Harry, so my mental barriers aren't up." Sylannae smiled, opening her emotionless eyes.
"She was saying something before too, openus darseen ilment crantoc." Harry said, instinctively putting his hands to his head and kneeling on the floor heavily.
"What have you done bitch?" Draco asked stunned as he watch Harry start to scream and rock on the floor.
"I did nothing Draco. Harry was the one that said the incantation, not me." Sylannae smiled, a glimmer of hope coming into her eyes, "untiforn cornexus."
The cords around her wrists and ankles undid themselves and Sylannae sat up on the bed, rubbing her ankles as she smiled to Draco.
"How... the shield?" Draco stuttered.
"I put your only supernatural talent out of commission for awhile Draco, hope you don't get vengeful on me." Sylannae smiled.
Draco lunged at her with a knife that he had pulled from the folds of his robes, hoping to kill her. She moved out of the way, only just in time.
"You little whore!" Draco screamed over Harry, "What did you do to him?"
"I ripped the power from his mind and put it in a box. Only I can unlock it, so you are now in grave danger. Goodbye Draco, maybe you will learn the error of your ways when Harry stops screaming." Sylannae smiled, aparating away.
________________________________________________________________________ A/N: *knock knock* *who's there?* *click the button! Go on! Do it!* ________________________________________________________________________
