A Muse In Me (04)

The sound of the ancient hymn of death rose from the city as a large group of people walked the streets to the highest part of the city- the Kingdom. The group circled three boards with three bodies, draped in white rose petals and silver sheer cloth covering their peaceful faces. A very soft- featured man lay; his eyes closed in an eternal rest along side a very young boy-a brother and a son.

The last board was more bejeweled then the others. A very beautiful woman lay; her eyes too closed in a sleep that would remain forever. Her long blonde hair was wrapped in braids circling her thin face. Her small nose and rosy cheeks seemed so alive against her pale skin. Her thin pink lips seemed just as lively. In the very front of the crowd a girl walked.Elawin walked.

"Anu ashe otwa ontomae du reshe." The hymn grew quieter as they neared the top. Soft cries were heard in the crowd. They mourned for the loss of the Lovethorns. "Anu ashe otwa ontomae du reshe." The throng of grieving Muses and children stopped as Elawin lifted her hand.

"Anu ashe otwa ontomae du reshe. We mourn no more," her eyes, a very bright green, closed slowly as the crowd's cries drifted in the wind, "for they are to be rested in the next world. They will not only protect the Light more, but will watch on us everyday. Remember my family as strong, for I will remember theirs weakness." She broke down into tears. A hand came from behind her and pulled her into a hug.

"Carry them to their resting place." The man ordered as he held Elawin. Like the command went, the crowd moved into the gates and carried them to a large pillared grave. "It was not your fault. Your family was not weak."

"Then why did they die and I didn't?" Elawin said looking up into his comforting eyes. He smiled and kissed her forehead. With a soft whisper he spoke.

"Because they gave you the Light of their hearts. You have but all the Lovethorns power." He held her closer now.

"And the name will die with me." She said burying her head into his chest.

"No, it will live on through your own." With a soft gust of wind and a hand on her face.the memory disappeared.

It was a darker night and the Great Hall was full of people. Elawin didn't come for dinner like she had planned, but rather drifted the halls looking at where her mother's footsteps once stepped. Where her mother's tears once fell for the tearful souls. Love once grew in these hallways, but they are now emptied- almost haunted by the death that took place here.

"Miss Lovethorn?" A voice asked as she stepped onto the stairs. Looking up she saw a very hesitant man standing, holding out a lantern in the dark hall. Elawin stopped and looked at him.her eyes drifting over his stringy hair to the cat that sat at his feet. Her eyes darted to his.

"Yes Mr. Filch." She said, not afraid to move, but thought better to stand still.

"What are you doing wandering the halls when dinner is being served?" Filch asked.

"I feel no urge to eat Mr. Filch."

"Oh really." Filch said I a moot tone. "I bet Headmaster Dumbeldore wouldn't like to hear that."

"Yes, but it is not his job to see that I am fed when not hungry. I must go now Mr. Filch." Elawin took to a light step down the stairs where he stood. When she was about to walk by, he spoke.

"Why did you come to Hogwarts Muse?" He said angrily. She stopped several feet from him. In a whirl of white, she stared at him.

"Don't call me Muse." She said, her voice powerful in anger. "You have no right." He became angry too.

"Why, because I can't do much magic?" He said walking towards her. She smiled.

"I didn't know that." His face went from a shingly glare, to a frightened look. "Mr. Filch, Argus, may I ask you what it is you have against everyone?"

"I hate troublemakers." He said as she began to circle him.

"Yet you side with the Slytherins, the true troublemakers. Can I ask if you feel sickened still from the last time a Muse walked these hallways?"

"She was evil I tell you." Filch said.

"But you knew she wasn't, but you decided to tell the Ministry she was anyway. Why was it that you turned my mother in?" Elawin said gravelly.

"She was your mother?" He said frightened by Elawin's weighty tone.

"That's not the point Mr. Filch. Why did you kill my mother?" She said walking towards him in a very fast move.

"I didn't know they were going to kill her. I swear- I thought they'd just throw her into that god awful place Azkaban." Filch said shaking. His cat hissed and made a scratch at Elawin, but Elawin stopped the cat with some sort of power that put the cat into a trance. "She wasn't of our world."

"No she wasn't, but neither are some of the people here. I know for a fact that a werewolf was in your presence. That a Veela lived among the students while you worked in the hallways!" Elawin through her hand out at Filch grabbed his shirt and pulled it close. "I know you have changed your ways, but you have ruined the Muse name. You nearly got the Wizarding world mad enough to come and ruin my world. My father and brother were killed because when they came down for her body, the Ministry thought they too were the Dark Lords supporters too. Now at least over three hundred lives have been loss to death and the Dark Lord because of you. If she had finished out her job here, no one would be in this mess. Neville Longbottom would have sane parents; Lily and James Potter would be alive; Draco Malfoy would have a normal life with a father and mother who aren't too busy with work; I'd have my family with me!" A silence fell over the empty hallway. The torch in the corner flickered and died out leaving only the moon and Filch's lantern to light the hallway. "I know much from what is gone and what could've been prevented and mark my words if anyone or anything gets in my way- if you get in my way from my job, I will kill you." Elawin said, her eyes turning a flaming red.

"Is that a threat?" Filch said angrily trying to throw her off.

"No Argus Filch- that is a promise." With a flurry of white chiffon, Elawin had disappeared into the darkness angry, crying, and regretting she'd ever shared that information.Argus Filch will pay soon enough anyway.

Draco sat up in his bed, wondering why a Muse was sent to him.why she was sent to him. A snort came from the bed next to his making him jump. The sudden jolt from the silence left him breathless and thirsty, so Draco got up from his bed and walked down to the empty Common Room. The clock hands pointed to 2:43 and the air seemed very still. Shaking away the chills Draco got, he walked to the water fountain.

"Why now?" Draco asked as he plopped down into a leather armchair, holding his head in his hands.

"Because if not now, you'd be dead soon." A voice materialized out of nowhere. Draco jumped up and saw that Elawin sat in a chair across from him.

"How'd you- do that- I didn't-" Draco stuttered. Elawin moved to where he sat and put her fingers on his lips.

"Shh.I only came to comfort you. I can feel your pain. We are connected in such a way that I can hear your thoughts. Even if I don't want to." She said sitting down by him. He looked at her.their blonde hair stood out brightly in the darkness of the room. Her beauty and his foul look gave the room a certain level of equality. "I want to hear you. I want you to tell me what it is that keeps you from sleeping." She said grabbing his hand.

"What?" He asked staring into her soft eyes and pale complexion. "I don't."

"What do you want to know?" She said turning to look at the room as he just stared at her.

"Why me? Why'd you come for me?" Draco said pulling her hand so she'd look at him. She looked intently in his eyes and closed hers.

"Almost twenty-five years ago, my mother came to muse your father. Because she was killed, she was unable to completely change your father, causing an erupt change in the Oracles eye." She spoke softly.

"But aren't Oracles all seeing? Couldn't they have seen it coming?" Draco said standing.

"It is love that clouds the vision of the Oracle." Elawin said, looking down at the ground as he stood abruptly. "It was your father that clouded his own destiny."

"And what was his destiny?" Draco asked shaking. Elawin looked up at him. Her watery eyes a very deep color of green.

"Lucius Malfoy's destiny was that he has now. I see that if he stays in this destiny, he will perish a very horrid death." She looked down. Draco remained silent then spoke in a trembling voice.

"No. No he's not going to die. He's going to escape. My mother has been planning it.and," Draco grabbed her arm pulling her very hard up to his face, "he loves my mother only." Elawin shook her head.

"You worry about something that concerns me. What is it?" Elawin asked placing her hand on his cheek.

"Are you going to change me? Save me?" Draco loosened his grip. His pointy nose pointed down as he held his head in regret. Elawin put her hand on his chin and pulled it up and smiled.

"I will not fail Draco.I will not let you die." She kissed his left cheek, then his right. His eyes closed.

"Thank you Elawin." But when he opened his eyes she was gone.she no longer stood by him, nor in the same room.

.To Be Continued

Hey everyone! WOW! Four chapters now and I am still going strong. I hope you like it so far. I added some stuff that will be very important to the darker stuff. This story might have to change in ratings since I might add some sexual content since you know- the love between Lucius and Elawin's mother (I still need a name for her too.) Well, maybe I'll find a really cool name in my dreams. LOL! Well, I guess you all can see that I am using a lot of the characters that don't really get that much in other stories. Like Argus Filch- who would've guessed? And Dobby- love that guy or whatever it is. :) I'm going to add a lot of characters. Just to tell you Argus doesn't know about Sirius Black being dead because it wasn't released to the world because you know- all the crap from book 5. Anyway, it's going to add some hullabaloo to the story (Hullabaloo.what a funny word huh?) I also am going to give a lot of fantasy with like fictional creatures we've heard of for like all of our lives! Well I have to go write chapter five.actually I need to take a break, but it'll be very soon when I post again. Also, if you haven't already check out Slashybabe and her stuff because it's very important to some of the issues here at Death-Curse. :) Thanks for reading and please review and enjoy what's to come.

Always, Portia

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God rest the souls of all who perished in Iraq. Like the story says, Anu ashe otwa ontomae du reshe. Only in death will the Light rise. May the light of peace come to the people of that country and many others.