Darkness as black as ink swirled before Angelina's eyes, noice seeming to be muffled and far away.
Unfamiliar hands touched her. Familiar voices surrounded her.
A feeling in her body that had not been felt before, save brief moments before she would faint. Light head, tingling body, cool feeling cold feeling inside her body.
And her body seemed lighter. Although Angelina couldn't see it through the darkness, .she was sure her body was floating on rippling water, or lying upon a bed of silk.She felt like her body was upon something soft and gentle . It was a nice enough feeling...It reminded Angelina of the feel of Fleur's skin...warm, soft, and comforting.
Memories filled her calmed mind. Memories from every hour or every day of her life. Memories from the first hour to the......The last.
The darkness, black as ink, melted away when the last memory slowly invaded her mind. Fleur's beautiful voice weeping...
Angelina bolted up, and looked around wildy. 'Fleur?'
Grey shades around her made Angelina glance down, and she gasped.Her body was grey. Covered in the robes she had made for her wedding. Whoever it was to be with... Her warm dark brown skin, that Fleur would say reminded her of dark chocolate was dark grey now. Her entire body was grey and cold.
She was dead...She was the new ghost of Hogwarts, Angel of Gryffindor.
Unfamiliar hands touched her. Familiar voices surrounded her.
A feeling in her body that had not been felt before, save brief moments before she would faint. Light head, tingling body, cool feeling cold feeling inside her body.
And her body seemed lighter. Although Angelina couldn't see it through the darkness, .she was sure her body was floating on rippling water, or lying upon a bed of silk.She felt like her body was upon something soft and gentle . It was a nice enough feeling...It reminded Angelina of the feel of Fleur's skin...warm, soft, and comforting.
Memories filled her calmed mind. Memories from every hour or every day of her life. Memories from the first hour to the......The last.
The darkness, black as ink, melted away when the last memory slowly invaded her mind. Fleur's beautiful voice weeping...
Angelina bolted up, and looked around wildy. 'Fleur?'
Grey shades around her made Angelina glance down, and she gasped.Her body was grey. Covered in the robes she had made for her wedding. Whoever it was to be with... Her warm dark brown skin, that Fleur would say reminded her of dark chocolate was dark grey now. Her entire body was grey and cold.
She was dead...She was the new ghost of Hogwarts, Angel of Gryffindor.