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Keywords: Draco Voldemort love triangle
Rated: PG
Author: Mary D.
Let Me Bear It All
(Chapter 1)
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She laid on her bed staring up at the ceiling. Her usually tamed, long, silky, and black hair was spread out around her head. Her almost perfect skin (she got a zit last night) had pillow marks on it. Her round brown eyes were still a little swollen with little morning glories in the corners. Then, her luscious lips were slightly stuck together from the lack of moisture.
The sun was brightly shining through her lace curtains. It was the ones her mother had bought when they moved in five years ago. She told Tabitha that they were only temporary, but they never had the money nor the time to buy new curtains. The same goes for the rest of the furniture that was in Tabitha's house. Everything was either given to them by friends or family or was extremely cheap.
This didn't really bother Tabitha, however. She rarely had friends come over, but they didn't care. In fact, they all treated her house as if it were theirs. Well, they weren't rude or anything, they were just extremely comfortable. To be honest, she didn't have much friends. She only had three real friends.
Tabitha always stayed in bed during the weekends. It was a little difficult since her window was facing the east, which is where the sun rises. She mostly enjoyed trying to recollect the dreams she had the night before.
Tabitha's eyebrows were scrunched up together as she concentrated hard on her dream. "That was so weirrrd," she thought, "I can't believe I had a dream about Harry Potter. God, I have to start laying off those books.. I mean, it's the only explanation I have. After all, I've been reading them for four days in a row. It's just so freaky how I was in Hogsmeade. Okay, let me see what exactly happened again. There was.. no wait. I'm in Hogsmeade walking through the streets, but no one seems to think I'm weird. They don't even notice me. The scene changes and now I'm in the Forbidden Forest? No..it's just really dark and there are a lot of trees. Or wait, I don't even know how the Forbidden Forest looks like! They're just books! ....but... in my dream, I just know it's not. There are people in cloaks all around me. Are they death eaters? They seem like it. In my dream, I know that I have to get away from these things. But that's when the scene changes again, I'm making eggs. Scrambled. There's too much oil, but in my dream I say it's okay because the fat is healthy for me..? Yeah, that didn't make sense. Okay a lot of stuff happens after that, but I can't remember them. Anyway, um..walking..I remember walking. Oh yeah, I'm in Hogwarts and I'm walking in the hallway. That's when I see the Trio. *laughs* It's really corny, too. As I walk towards them, everything begins to move in slow motion. But I'm outside of my body, but I'm still watching myself..oh and then there was.."
"Tabitha! Tabitha! Wake up! It's late. You should've been up hours ago!", Tabitha's mother cried from the kitchen.
"I've been up mom! You should've checked."
"Well, hurry up and get here. Breakfast is ready. Oh, and don't forget to clean your room and also the house. I'm leaving for work now. Oh no! I still need to clean the car! Ok I'll do it tomorrow...or.. oh, I got to go," Tabitha's mother power walks back and forth looking for things, while Tabitha lazily sinks into one of the chairs at the table and begins to eat her bacon and French toast. With one last check in the mirror and her watch, Tabitha's mom dashes towards the door but not before she gives Tabitha a kiss on the forehead. Tabitha, as always, gives a little grunt.
"Mom! Don't forget, the Senior Prom is gonna be this Saturday!"
"Yeah, okay. Bye, sweetie!"
"Bye..mm.." The door shuts."..oomm. heh. Figures, she's always on the run. I wonder where she gets all that energy. Wow. I can't believe the Senior Prom is this Saturday. I feel so old..wait! Why am I talking to myself again?!?!"
So she washed the dishes and put away anything that wasn't eaten and proceeded to clean her room. She never really CLEANED her room. She just arranged things so that the place didn't look so cluttered. She didn't even bother cleaning up the house. Her mom was so busy and in a hurry that she wouldn't notice anyway. Besides, when her mom finally did have time, she'll see all the mess and clean it up. That's just how it was. Her mother was always doing something.
It got lonely having a mother like hers. "Well it's understandable," she thought, "She's a single mom. She has to do a lot of things, but I'm an only child. This isn't fair. Why do I have to stay at home? No..wait. I don't want to ask her for money. She already has so many bills to pay. Oh yeah. I have homework. Eh, it's math. It can wait till later. I'll just go onto the Internet. No... I can't do that," Tabitha sighed, "I still have to clean my room. God, I'm such a dork."
After cleaning, or rearranging, her room, Tabitha went on the Internet and chatted for a while to her best friend, Ina. Ina was always there when Tabitha had a problem, but Tabitha didn't seem the dream last night was important. Besides, it was mostly about Harry Potter. Ina didn't like the Harry Potter books as much as Tabitha. Actually, no one in their group of friends liked it as much as she did. Ina, Mia, and Emily all read the books but they didn't care about it. They said it was "good". That's why Tabitha never got the courage to tell them how she felt when she read. She felt like she was inside the book everytime she read one. She would feel cold when it was winter because the winds could get into the hallways at Hogwarts, or that she would feel full whenever there was a big feast in the Mess Hall. It all seemed so silly. So she kept it to herself.
The rest of the day passed just as quickly as the rest of the week. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday didn't seem to exist. Well, maybe Friday because that was the day Tabitha became really nervous. She decided to check her list of "To-do's".
"Whew, okay, I have my dress. Check. Get a date. Check. Get film and camera ready. Check. Money for pictures. Check. Make up. Check. Fix Hair (or find a style that looks nice). Check. Shoes. Check. Breath Mints. Ha! Check. Well, everything seems to be in order, but I'm still nervous. What if I bore my date? I mean, it's Eric Schultz! I've been crushing on him since.. our freshman year! I can't believe he asked me! Hmm, this is nice. Oh what if something GOES WRONG!? Breathing exercises. Breathing exercises."
Tabitha couldn't sleep well that night. She had the usual symptoms of stress and insomnia, tossing, turning, walking around the room in the dark, more tossing and turning. It was around two in the morning before she was able to go to sleep. That's if you can call it sleep. She woke up around six in the morning from another Harry Potter dream, but she couldn't remember much about it. It just had something to do with Dumbledore, being in that dark place again, and thing turning into chickens everything she touched something. She quickly forgot about all of this when she went downstairs.
"I'm up so I might as well do something," said Tabitha, "I don't think I can sleep again. I know! I'll cook for my mom. It'll be my gift to her for paying for most of my prom stuff." So she looks throughout the kitchen to see what she can make, but to much of her dismay, her mother didn't go grocery shopping lately. The only things that were left were half a bag of flour, lamb chops, bacon, hot dog, and some eggs. "I don't know what I'm supposed to do with half a bag of flour. I can't cook lamb chops. I'm afraid of bacon because of all the oil. I guess I'm just going to make hot dogs and eggs." She boiled the hot dogs (since it was the easiest way too cook them) and she fried the eggs (with thoughts of Eric here and there). The eggs were scrambled, of course, because that's how her mother liked them, and liked them, she did. Her mother was surprised to see Tabitha because: 1) She was up early. 2) She was cooking breakfast.
"Since when did you know how to cook?" Tabitha's mom asked.
"Ever since I was eight. You just never saw me," Tabitha replied.
"Oh, I see. Thank you, sweetie."
"It's nothing. Don't forget the prom starts at six in the evening and ends around 11 or 12 at night. My date will pick me up at five."
"Okay, just promise me you'll take care of yourself."
"Don't worry, mom. I will. I'm a big girl now." Tabitha laughed.
"That's what I'm worried about. You're not my baby anymore."
"You know that's not true. I think."
Tabitha's mom finished her breakfast and was off to work. "Have a good time!"
She gave a nervous laugh and said, "Well, let's hope that I do." She started to get ready for the Prom. She showered, brushed her teeth twice, and took special care when putting on her deodorant. She took her dress out the closet and laid it on the bed. Tabitha stood there staring at it in her bathrobe for a couple of minutes. She loved her dress. It had an off-white color. It ended just a little bit below the knees and it flowed with the slightest movement. The top was designed as a tube top. The dress looked like a river that started from her chest because there were no stitches or designs except for the fake white rose that was at the top center of the dress. There was a another layer that was made out of a see-through material that was cut in a wavy and jagged way just like the solid portion of the dress so that it looked like the bottom of Tinkerbell's dress from Peter Pan. She always loved Disney movies. In fact, she was planning on fixing her hair just like the way Belle did in Beauty and the Beast. The only difference was that she was going to give the ends of her hair some large curls. Finally, to finish the outfit, she chose her black combat boots.
She finished just in time because five minutes later Eric rang the doorbell. "Whew, off I go to face my doom." She opened the door and found in front of her the most incredible sight she ever saw in her entire life. Eric was in a suit, which this alone could have made her melt, but he added his touch to it. He didn't button the top button of the inside shirt he was wearing and this neck tie was loose and hung so that it gave Eric this relaxed look. His hair, which was usually spiked, was down but a little messy. A few strands were on his forehead and made him look even cuter. Then, he wore is old converse low tops. Tabitha practically fainted from looking at him. It looks like Eric felt the same way too because there were staring at each other for the longest time. Each had eyes that looked like there were going to pop out at any second.
Eric started first, "Uh, hey..T-Tabitha. Uh, you look great. Uh, yeah." He couldn't keep eye contact his her, and his shoulders seem to be going up as if he were scared or shy of something.
This surprised Tabitha. She thought in her head, "Oh my God, he's actually stuttering! It looks so cute!"
"Um..thank you. You look good, too," Tabitha said while she smiled.
"You look really happy."
She laughed and said, "I am. Okay, let's go." She grabbed his arm and they walked towards his car. He opened her side for her and they were off to the hotel where the Prom was being held.
When they got there, Tabitha saw all of her friends and their dates. Everyone talked, joked, and laughed, but just a couple of minutes before the dinner was going to start, Tabitha needed to pee. She tip toed to she could get closer to Eric's ear and told him she was going to go to the restroom for a while. He acknowledge and let her go.
The closer restroom was ridiculously filled with a lot of girls talking about make-up and such, and outside an enormous line of dates were waiting for them to emerge. Tabitha didn't want to wait so went to look for another restroom where she could be alone. She was just so excited that the night was starting off so good that a little walk might calm her down.
She found a sign hanging from the ceiling that marked a new restroom, but as she was about to turn, she noticed how the hallway seemed dark. She could she the faint light that came from a corridor on the side where another restroom sign hung from. At this point, she was about to burst so she ran for the lighted area and took a left into another hallway. She went into the empty ladies room and did her business. She washed her hands and looked at herself in the mirror. "Does he really like me?" she thought, "I mean he's been smiling and staring at me a lot. Dreams...If only.. no I highly doubt it. I mean, why would he like me? He only asked because he saw how I was sitting by myself in English, and he pitied me when he found out I didn't have a date, yet. Yeah, that explains everything." She looked at her watch and realized she was gone for too long. She didn't want Eric to worry so she ran out of the restroom and just as she was about to turn the corner, BAM! something pulled her head towards a hard surface. Her head felt funny and blissfully light for a second, and then everything went dark.
....To Be Continued.....
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Author's note: I realize how this chapter has very little to do with anything involving Harry Potter except for the dreams, but that's only because I'm being very detailed with things. The story will progress. The dream recalling was probably the most fun to write. I tried to remember how it feels like trying to tell someone about your dreams, and sometimes you forget huge chunk's, while you remember the weird little details.
If you're wondering about the title, I chose "bear" to mean "to be accountable for" or "to endure"; not the animal.
Keywords: Draco Voldemort love triangle
Rated: PG
Author: Mary D.
Let Me Bear It All
(Chapter 1)
-------------------------------
She laid on her bed staring up at the ceiling. Her usually tamed, long, silky, and black hair was spread out around her head. Her almost perfect skin (she got a zit last night) had pillow marks on it. Her round brown eyes were still a little swollen with little morning glories in the corners. Then, her luscious lips were slightly stuck together from the lack of moisture.
The sun was brightly shining through her lace curtains. It was the ones her mother had bought when they moved in five years ago. She told Tabitha that they were only temporary, but they never had the money nor the time to buy new curtains. The same goes for the rest of the furniture that was in Tabitha's house. Everything was either given to them by friends or family or was extremely cheap.
This didn't really bother Tabitha, however. She rarely had friends come over, but they didn't care. In fact, they all treated her house as if it were theirs. Well, they weren't rude or anything, they were just extremely comfortable. To be honest, she didn't have much friends. She only had three real friends.
Tabitha always stayed in bed during the weekends. It was a little difficult since her window was facing the east, which is where the sun rises. She mostly enjoyed trying to recollect the dreams she had the night before.
Tabitha's eyebrows were scrunched up together as she concentrated hard on her dream. "That was so weirrrd," she thought, "I can't believe I had a dream about Harry Potter. God, I have to start laying off those books.. I mean, it's the only explanation I have. After all, I've been reading them for four days in a row. It's just so freaky how I was in Hogsmeade. Okay, let me see what exactly happened again. There was.. no wait. I'm in Hogsmeade walking through the streets, but no one seems to think I'm weird. They don't even notice me. The scene changes and now I'm in the Forbidden Forest? No..it's just really dark and there are a lot of trees. Or wait, I don't even know how the Forbidden Forest looks like! They're just books! ....but... in my dream, I just know it's not. There are people in cloaks all around me. Are they death eaters? They seem like it. In my dream, I know that I have to get away from these things. But that's when the scene changes again, I'm making eggs. Scrambled. There's too much oil, but in my dream I say it's okay because the fat is healthy for me..? Yeah, that didn't make sense. Okay a lot of stuff happens after that, but I can't remember them. Anyway, um..walking..I remember walking. Oh yeah, I'm in Hogwarts and I'm walking in the hallway. That's when I see the Trio. *laughs* It's really corny, too. As I walk towards them, everything begins to move in slow motion. But I'm outside of my body, but I'm still watching myself..oh and then there was.."
"Tabitha! Tabitha! Wake up! It's late. You should've been up hours ago!", Tabitha's mother cried from the kitchen.
"I've been up mom! You should've checked."
"Well, hurry up and get here. Breakfast is ready. Oh, and don't forget to clean your room and also the house. I'm leaving for work now. Oh no! I still need to clean the car! Ok I'll do it tomorrow...or.. oh, I got to go," Tabitha's mother power walks back and forth looking for things, while Tabitha lazily sinks into one of the chairs at the table and begins to eat her bacon and French toast. With one last check in the mirror and her watch, Tabitha's mom dashes towards the door but not before she gives Tabitha a kiss on the forehead. Tabitha, as always, gives a little grunt.
"Mom! Don't forget, the Senior Prom is gonna be this Saturday!"
"Yeah, okay. Bye, sweetie!"
"Bye..mm.." The door shuts."..oomm. heh. Figures, she's always on the run. I wonder where she gets all that energy. Wow. I can't believe the Senior Prom is this Saturday. I feel so old..wait! Why am I talking to myself again?!?!"
So she washed the dishes and put away anything that wasn't eaten and proceeded to clean her room. She never really CLEANED her room. She just arranged things so that the place didn't look so cluttered. She didn't even bother cleaning up the house. Her mom was so busy and in a hurry that she wouldn't notice anyway. Besides, when her mom finally did have time, she'll see all the mess and clean it up. That's just how it was. Her mother was always doing something.
It got lonely having a mother like hers. "Well it's understandable," she thought, "She's a single mom. She has to do a lot of things, but I'm an only child. This isn't fair. Why do I have to stay at home? No..wait. I don't want to ask her for money. She already has so many bills to pay. Oh yeah. I have homework. Eh, it's math. It can wait till later. I'll just go onto the Internet. No... I can't do that," Tabitha sighed, "I still have to clean my room. God, I'm such a dork."
After cleaning, or rearranging, her room, Tabitha went on the Internet and chatted for a while to her best friend, Ina. Ina was always there when Tabitha had a problem, but Tabitha didn't seem the dream last night was important. Besides, it was mostly about Harry Potter. Ina didn't like the Harry Potter books as much as Tabitha. Actually, no one in their group of friends liked it as much as she did. Ina, Mia, and Emily all read the books but they didn't care about it. They said it was "good". That's why Tabitha never got the courage to tell them how she felt when she read. She felt like she was inside the book everytime she read one. She would feel cold when it was winter because the winds could get into the hallways at Hogwarts, or that she would feel full whenever there was a big feast in the Mess Hall. It all seemed so silly. So she kept it to herself.
The rest of the day passed just as quickly as the rest of the week. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday didn't seem to exist. Well, maybe Friday because that was the day Tabitha became really nervous. She decided to check her list of "To-do's".
"Whew, okay, I have my dress. Check. Get a date. Check. Get film and camera ready. Check. Money for pictures. Check. Make up. Check. Fix Hair (or find a style that looks nice). Check. Shoes. Check. Breath Mints. Ha! Check. Well, everything seems to be in order, but I'm still nervous. What if I bore my date? I mean, it's Eric Schultz! I've been crushing on him since.. our freshman year! I can't believe he asked me! Hmm, this is nice. Oh what if something GOES WRONG!? Breathing exercises. Breathing exercises."
Tabitha couldn't sleep well that night. She had the usual symptoms of stress and insomnia, tossing, turning, walking around the room in the dark, more tossing and turning. It was around two in the morning before she was able to go to sleep. That's if you can call it sleep. She woke up around six in the morning from another Harry Potter dream, but she couldn't remember much about it. It just had something to do with Dumbledore, being in that dark place again, and thing turning into chickens everything she touched something. She quickly forgot about all of this when she went downstairs.
"I'm up so I might as well do something," said Tabitha, "I don't think I can sleep again. I know! I'll cook for my mom. It'll be my gift to her for paying for most of my prom stuff." So she looks throughout the kitchen to see what she can make, but to much of her dismay, her mother didn't go grocery shopping lately. The only things that were left were half a bag of flour, lamb chops, bacon, hot dog, and some eggs. "I don't know what I'm supposed to do with half a bag of flour. I can't cook lamb chops. I'm afraid of bacon because of all the oil. I guess I'm just going to make hot dogs and eggs." She boiled the hot dogs (since it was the easiest way too cook them) and she fried the eggs (with thoughts of Eric here and there). The eggs were scrambled, of course, because that's how her mother liked them, and liked them, she did. Her mother was surprised to see Tabitha because: 1) She was up early. 2) She was cooking breakfast.
"Since when did you know how to cook?" Tabitha's mom asked.
"Ever since I was eight. You just never saw me," Tabitha replied.
"Oh, I see. Thank you, sweetie."
"It's nothing. Don't forget the prom starts at six in the evening and ends around 11 or 12 at night. My date will pick me up at five."
"Okay, just promise me you'll take care of yourself."
"Don't worry, mom. I will. I'm a big girl now." Tabitha laughed.
"That's what I'm worried about. You're not my baby anymore."
"You know that's not true. I think."
Tabitha's mom finished her breakfast and was off to work. "Have a good time!"
She gave a nervous laugh and said, "Well, let's hope that I do." She started to get ready for the Prom. She showered, brushed her teeth twice, and took special care when putting on her deodorant. She took her dress out the closet and laid it on the bed. Tabitha stood there staring at it in her bathrobe for a couple of minutes. She loved her dress. It had an off-white color. It ended just a little bit below the knees and it flowed with the slightest movement. The top was designed as a tube top. The dress looked like a river that started from her chest because there were no stitches or designs except for the fake white rose that was at the top center of the dress. There was a another layer that was made out of a see-through material that was cut in a wavy and jagged way just like the solid portion of the dress so that it looked like the bottom of Tinkerbell's dress from Peter Pan. She always loved Disney movies. In fact, she was planning on fixing her hair just like the way Belle did in Beauty and the Beast. The only difference was that she was going to give the ends of her hair some large curls. Finally, to finish the outfit, she chose her black combat boots.
She finished just in time because five minutes later Eric rang the doorbell. "Whew, off I go to face my doom." She opened the door and found in front of her the most incredible sight she ever saw in her entire life. Eric was in a suit, which this alone could have made her melt, but he added his touch to it. He didn't button the top button of the inside shirt he was wearing and this neck tie was loose and hung so that it gave Eric this relaxed look. His hair, which was usually spiked, was down but a little messy. A few strands were on his forehead and made him look even cuter. Then, he wore is old converse low tops. Tabitha practically fainted from looking at him. It looks like Eric felt the same way too because there were staring at each other for the longest time. Each had eyes that looked like there were going to pop out at any second.
Eric started first, "Uh, hey..T-Tabitha. Uh, you look great. Uh, yeah." He couldn't keep eye contact his her, and his shoulders seem to be going up as if he were scared or shy of something.
This surprised Tabitha. She thought in her head, "Oh my God, he's actually stuttering! It looks so cute!"
"Um..thank you. You look good, too," Tabitha said while she smiled.
"You look really happy."
She laughed and said, "I am. Okay, let's go." She grabbed his arm and they walked towards his car. He opened her side for her and they were off to the hotel where the Prom was being held.
When they got there, Tabitha saw all of her friends and their dates. Everyone talked, joked, and laughed, but just a couple of minutes before the dinner was going to start, Tabitha needed to pee. She tip toed to she could get closer to Eric's ear and told him she was going to go to the restroom for a while. He acknowledge and let her go.
The closer restroom was ridiculously filled with a lot of girls talking about make-up and such, and outside an enormous line of dates were waiting for them to emerge. Tabitha didn't want to wait so went to look for another restroom where she could be alone. She was just so excited that the night was starting off so good that a little walk might calm her down.
She found a sign hanging from the ceiling that marked a new restroom, but as she was about to turn, she noticed how the hallway seemed dark. She could she the faint light that came from a corridor on the side where another restroom sign hung from. At this point, she was about to burst so she ran for the lighted area and took a left into another hallway. She went into the empty ladies room and did her business. She washed her hands and looked at herself in the mirror. "Does he really like me?" she thought, "I mean he's been smiling and staring at me a lot. Dreams...If only.. no I highly doubt it. I mean, why would he like me? He only asked because he saw how I was sitting by myself in English, and he pitied me when he found out I didn't have a date, yet. Yeah, that explains everything." She looked at her watch and realized she was gone for too long. She didn't want Eric to worry so she ran out of the restroom and just as she was about to turn the corner, BAM! something pulled her head towards a hard surface. Her head felt funny and blissfully light for a second, and then everything went dark.
....To Be Continued.....
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Author's note: I realize how this chapter has very little to do with anything involving Harry Potter except for the dreams, but that's only because I'm being very detailed with things. The story will progress. The dream recalling was probably the most fun to write. I tried to remember how it feels like trying to tell someone about your dreams, and sometimes you forget huge chunk's, while you remember the weird little details.
If you're wondering about the title, I chose "bear" to mean "to be accountable for" or "to endure"; not the animal.
