Chapter 11- Dreams of Foreboding Continued
Pain! Excruciating pain! As if she was being ripped apart from every limb! The pain spread like fire, consuming her. The pain froze her, making her unable to scream. Then it stopped. She lay on the ground panting, trying to get some air in her burning lungs.
"Well well little spy did that hurt?" an evil voice chuckled, "I can make it stop if you'd only tell me why you're here. Why did they send you?"
"Go to hell," she spat, her voice hoarse from dehydration.
She tried to sit up but was rewarded with a hard kick in the gut. She groaned and collapsed on the ground. Slowly she opened her eyes, wanting to look her assailant in the eyes. Her eyes widened when they met the red ghastly eyes of her tormentor.
"You'll tell me or you'll die," he hissed, "or I'll break you and make you mine!"
With that, another wave of pain shook her and this time she screamed…
"Leslie! Leslie!"
A voice broke through her screams and Leslie opened her eyes to see Serverus Snape looking down at her.
"Serverus," she whimpered. He swept her into his arms and hugged her tightly. Leslie felt her pain melt away as she sobbed into his shoulder.
"It's alright," he cooed gently stroking her hair, "I'm here, you're safe."
Leslie moved away from him and smiled at her best friend.
"I can always count on you, can't I?" she asked. Serverus nodded and returned her smile.
"You can count on me to you know," a chuckling voice added. Leslie turned around and found Remus facing her. Suddenly the area around her changed and they were in Remus's Hogwart's suit. Leslie looked around for Serverus but he was nowhere in sight.
"I know I can count on you Remus," Leslie replied as he moved towards her, "and you can count on me too. I…"
Remus placed a finger on her lips to silence her.
"I love you…" he whispered.
Leslie felt a wave of warmth run through her and as he leaned down to kiss her she leaned towards him. The kiss was soft and sweet and as he pulled away from her Leslie found she did not want him to. But as she was about to tell him she returned his love there was a hard knock on his door. Remus frowned and walked to open it. His cry of alarm was cut short as something slashed out and separated his head from his neck. Leslie screamed in horror and didn't even try to move away from the being that ran into the room. Her eyes were fixed on the floor, the blood, and the corpse…
A firm hand gripped her neck and threw her against a nearby wall. Leslie snapped back to reality then. She gasped and helplessly clawed at the hands around her neck. Then she looked at her attackers face and froze. Those eyes…she remembered those eyes…
"I told you this wasn't over yet," a voice hissed in her ear.
Leslie felt the claws start to dig deeper in her neck. Everything was starting to spin. The creature laughed evilly and tightened his grip. Leslie's mind spun and her vision darkened as her mind slowly started to shut down. How had this happened? How had the creature won? He was dead…he was dead…
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Leslie sat up in bed with a gasp. Her hands went to her neck and she took another deep breath. An uneasy feeling rose inside her. There was something about the dream she just had that she could not place. Something important…with another deep breath she slowly snuggled back under her covers. Eventually she drifted back to sleep, listening to the normal night noises except for the unusual sound of reptilian feet nearby.
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He was standing in total darkness, but he knew he was not alone. He could hear breathing in front of him. Slowly, his eyes adjusted and he saw the imposing figure sitting in front of him. He recognized the figure immediately.
"Your plans will fail," he said quietly.
The figure chuckled and opened his eyes. The glowing red illuminated the area. The figure was sitting in a tall black chair with his hands folded in his lap.
"You fear the future," the figure answered darkly.
"You do not control the future," he replied. The figure smiled and uncoiled his long fingers. The figure raised his hands as if to stop his opponent's verbal attack.
"You know I will not be the one to bring darkness to the whole world. Another will carry out that act."
"No," he said sternly, "not as long as I and her family and friends guide her."
"Ha," the figure barked, "her family has brought her too much pain, her friends are slowly disappearing, and you…you won't be able to stop them. You fear the future."
"I fear what I will have to do."
"What is that?"
"Kill you."
The figure shifted uneasily in his chair.
"Tom," he implored, "when did you chose this life?"
Tom Riddle glared at the man before him.
"I am what I am Headmaster. I am what the heir of Slytherin should be…"
Dumbledore shook his head sadly.
"I won't let you take them," he said determidly.
"You won't be able to stop me," Voldemort hissed. Then the room grew light and Dumbledore recognized the two dark figures standing beside him. One familiar young boy and another familiar young girl…
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Dumbledore awoke with the sound of evil laughter in his ears. Calmly he closed his eyes again. He couldn't let a strange dream change his judgment. And yet…Dumbledore couldn't put it past himself with how real the encounter had been. It had been as if Voldemort was right there in front of him. He slowly began to drift back to sleep, ignoring the noises around him. He did not notice the sound of a strange contented reptilian hiss.
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"Now me daddy! It's my turn!!" a voice squealed.
He laughed and put down Rian. He picked up Karen and laughed as she squealed in delight while he spun her around. He stopped and hugged his daughter. His daughter?
"Severus," chuckled a teasing voice, "why don't you stop horsing around and help your wife for a change?"
Severus turned in surprise to see a smiling pregnant Leslie standing in the doorway to their small home. Severus rushed to her and took the bag of groceries she was carrying. Leslie smiled at him and kissed him gently on the cheek.
"Thanks dear," she said, "Are you guys having fun playing with daddy?"
The children nodded and followed their mother into the kitchen, chattering about their day with their father. Severus stared blankly at the doorway. This feeling of happiness was strange to him, it could not be real…could it?
He started to walk towards the kitchen when a pounding on the door stopped him. He put down the groceries and went to open the door. He cried out in surprise when he saw the people waiting for him. Faces he had tried to forget over the years, people that had died long ago…because of him…
"You killed us," the nearest one hissed.
"We died because of you!" another cried.
"No!" Severus answered, "I didn't…I mean…it wasn't…"
But as they screamed in anguish he realized they were right…they were dead because of him. The scene slowly faded and Severus was left alone in darkness.
"You can never be happy," a voice said in mock kindness. A hand gripped his shoulder and Severus let a tear fall down his face.
"You believe too much in me to ever be able to forget," the voice hissed.
Severus turned to look Voldemort in the face.
"I hate you," he whispered with a glare. Then pain seared through his body.
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Severus awoke in a cold sweat. He shuddered. He had dreamt of having a family…of finally being totally loved and being able to love wholeheartedly back. He felt the tears well up in his eyes again and fought them down. Only when he heard a hiss in his ear did he sit up with a yelp.
He looked on his pillow to see a small reptilian creature looking up at him. Severus scolded the Toliraptian.
"Damn you," he whispered, picking up the creature.
He slowly got out of bed and pulled the creature's cage from under his bed. He placed the creature inside and placed a small dish of red liquid in the cage. The creature drank it thankfully and was soon asleep. Severus sighed with relief, knowing that the creature would no longer be able to affect his dreams. Guilt washed over him as he thought of all the people the Toliraptian had been sent to effect. The Toliraptian effected people's dreams so they dreamt of their heart's desires, their heart's worst fears, and who they truly were inside. It was said they could even relay messages from people through dreams. Severus prayed Voldemort had visited no one this night…
Pain! Excruciating pain! As if she was being ripped apart from every limb! The pain spread like fire, consuming her. The pain froze her, making her unable to scream. Then it stopped. She lay on the ground panting, trying to get some air in her burning lungs.
"Well well little spy did that hurt?" an evil voice chuckled, "I can make it stop if you'd only tell me why you're here. Why did they send you?"
"Go to hell," she spat, her voice hoarse from dehydration.
She tried to sit up but was rewarded with a hard kick in the gut. She groaned and collapsed on the ground. Slowly she opened her eyes, wanting to look her assailant in the eyes. Her eyes widened when they met the red ghastly eyes of her tormentor.
"You'll tell me or you'll die," he hissed, "or I'll break you and make you mine!"
With that, another wave of pain shook her and this time she screamed…
"Leslie! Leslie!"
A voice broke through her screams and Leslie opened her eyes to see Serverus Snape looking down at her.
"Serverus," she whimpered. He swept her into his arms and hugged her tightly. Leslie felt her pain melt away as she sobbed into his shoulder.
"It's alright," he cooed gently stroking her hair, "I'm here, you're safe."
Leslie moved away from him and smiled at her best friend.
"I can always count on you, can't I?" she asked. Serverus nodded and returned her smile.
"You can count on me to you know," a chuckling voice added. Leslie turned around and found Remus facing her. Suddenly the area around her changed and they were in Remus's Hogwart's suit. Leslie looked around for Serverus but he was nowhere in sight.
"I know I can count on you Remus," Leslie replied as he moved towards her, "and you can count on me too. I…"
Remus placed a finger on her lips to silence her.
"I love you…" he whispered.
Leslie felt a wave of warmth run through her and as he leaned down to kiss her she leaned towards him. The kiss was soft and sweet and as he pulled away from her Leslie found she did not want him to. But as she was about to tell him she returned his love there was a hard knock on his door. Remus frowned and walked to open it. His cry of alarm was cut short as something slashed out and separated his head from his neck. Leslie screamed in horror and didn't even try to move away from the being that ran into the room. Her eyes were fixed on the floor, the blood, and the corpse…
A firm hand gripped her neck and threw her against a nearby wall. Leslie snapped back to reality then. She gasped and helplessly clawed at the hands around her neck. Then she looked at her attackers face and froze. Those eyes…she remembered those eyes…
"I told you this wasn't over yet," a voice hissed in her ear.
Leslie felt the claws start to dig deeper in her neck. Everything was starting to spin. The creature laughed evilly and tightened his grip. Leslie's mind spun and her vision darkened as her mind slowly started to shut down. How had this happened? How had the creature won? He was dead…he was dead…
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Leslie sat up in bed with a gasp. Her hands went to her neck and she took another deep breath. An uneasy feeling rose inside her. There was something about the dream she just had that she could not place. Something important…with another deep breath she slowly snuggled back under her covers. Eventually she drifted back to sleep, listening to the normal night noises except for the unusual sound of reptilian feet nearby.
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He was standing in total darkness, but he knew he was not alone. He could hear breathing in front of him. Slowly, his eyes adjusted and he saw the imposing figure sitting in front of him. He recognized the figure immediately.
"Your plans will fail," he said quietly.
The figure chuckled and opened his eyes. The glowing red illuminated the area. The figure was sitting in a tall black chair with his hands folded in his lap.
"You fear the future," the figure answered darkly.
"You do not control the future," he replied. The figure smiled and uncoiled his long fingers. The figure raised his hands as if to stop his opponent's verbal attack.
"You know I will not be the one to bring darkness to the whole world. Another will carry out that act."
"No," he said sternly, "not as long as I and her family and friends guide her."
"Ha," the figure barked, "her family has brought her too much pain, her friends are slowly disappearing, and you…you won't be able to stop them. You fear the future."
"I fear what I will have to do."
"What is that?"
"Kill you."
The figure shifted uneasily in his chair.
"Tom," he implored, "when did you chose this life?"
Tom Riddle glared at the man before him.
"I am what I am Headmaster. I am what the heir of Slytherin should be…"
Dumbledore shook his head sadly.
"I won't let you take them," he said determidly.
"You won't be able to stop me," Voldemort hissed. Then the room grew light and Dumbledore recognized the two dark figures standing beside him. One familiar young boy and another familiar young girl…
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Dumbledore awoke with the sound of evil laughter in his ears. Calmly he closed his eyes again. He couldn't let a strange dream change his judgment. And yet…Dumbledore couldn't put it past himself with how real the encounter had been. It had been as if Voldemort was right there in front of him. He slowly began to drift back to sleep, ignoring the noises around him. He did not notice the sound of a strange contented reptilian hiss.
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"Now me daddy! It's my turn!!" a voice squealed.
He laughed and put down Rian. He picked up Karen and laughed as she squealed in delight while he spun her around. He stopped and hugged his daughter. His daughter?
"Severus," chuckled a teasing voice, "why don't you stop horsing around and help your wife for a change?"
Severus turned in surprise to see a smiling pregnant Leslie standing in the doorway to their small home. Severus rushed to her and took the bag of groceries she was carrying. Leslie smiled at him and kissed him gently on the cheek.
"Thanks dear," she said, "Are you guys having fun playing with daddy?"
The children nodded and followed their mother into the kitchen, chattering about their day with their father. Severus stared blankly at the doorway. This feeling of happiness was strange to him, it could not be real…could it?
He started to walk towards the kitchen when a pounding on the door stopped him. He put down the groceries and went to open the door. He cried out in surprise when he saw the people waiting for him. Faces he had tried to forget over the years, people that had died long ago…because of him…
"You killed us," the nearest one hissed.
"We died because of you!" another cried.
"No!" Severus answered, "I didn't…I mean…it wasn't…"
But as they screamed in anguish he realized they were right…they were dead because of him. The scene slowly faded and Severus was left alone in darkness.
"You can never be happy," a voice said in mock kindness. A hand gripped his shoulder and Severus let a tear fall down his face.
"You believe too much in me to ever be able to forget," the voice hissed.
Severus turned to look Voldemort in the face.
"I hate you," he whispered with a glare. Then pain seared through his body.
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Severus awoke in a cold sweat. He shuddered. He had dreamt of having a family…of finally being totally loved and being able to love wholeheartedly back. He felt the tears well up in his eyes again and fought them down. Only when he heard a hiss in his ear did he sit up with a yelp.
He looked on his pillow to see a small reptilian creature looking up at him. Severus scolded the Toliraptian.
"Damn you," he whispered, picking up the creature.
He slowly got out of bed and pulled the creature's cage from under his bed. He placed the creature inside and placed a small dish of red liquid in the cage. The creature drank it thankfully and was soon asleep. Severus sighed with relief, knowing that the creature would no longer be able to affect his dreams. Guilt washed over him as he thought of all the people the Toliraptian had been sent to effect. The Toliraptian effected people's dreams so they dreamt of their heart's desires, their heart's worst fears, and who they truly were inside. It was said they could even relay messages from people through dreams. Severus prayed Voldemort had visited no one this night…
