(a/n– Sorry it took a while to update, I've been torn on what I was going to do with this chapter, and I couldn't find the lyrics to this song. By the way I don't own any Harry Potter characters, and Evanescence owns the song 'Imaginary' that I use for this chapter. I hope you like it and pleeease review!)
Chapter 4 - Deep Sleep Dreaming
~Paper flowers...
A light breeze brushes past my face softly as I run faster and faster in a field of bright green. The sky is a breathtaking azure and purple color, and the clouds are like silver cotton lined with bright pink. I flop down on the grass, and It tickles my face. I pick a flower from the ground beside me and hold it up in front of my eyes. It is so perfect... Not one flaw does it have. It looks like one I had seen out of a coloring book I used to have when I was only a little girl. I look around and realize that every flower is as perfect as the next. And I'm perfect too. I lay back and sigh watching the purple and blue sky, drift high above my head...
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!"
A loud scream rang out, and my eyes flashed open. I sat up startled and was in my dormitory. 'Where did it all go? Why am I back here already?' I looked around frantically trying to find out where the scream had come from. I realized it was only Parvati screaming about a spider that had been let in from an open window.
I growled at her angrily, but she didn't notice I was there. Why did that happen every morning? Somebody had to wake me up from my beautiful sleep for no reason at all!
~I linger in the doorway
~Of alarm clock screaming monsters calling my name
When I was sleeping was the only time I could forget the fact that Harry is gone, and that the world is a horrible unfair place. I WAS SO ANGRY! I would show them not to take me away from my world....I'd show them. So I took out a piece of parchment and a quill and began writing furiously. I folded up the letter when I was finished and got dressed. I ran out of the room, hearing Lavender calling, "Hey, Hermione! Where are you going!?" They would all find out where I was going soon enough. But, I had one stop to make first.
~Let me stay
~Where the wind will whisper to me
~And the rain drops as they're falling tell a story
I ran up the stairs to the boys dormitory. It was almost empty except for Neville, who was snoring in a deep sleep. I looked around the room where I saw all the messy emptied beds.... except for two... Harry and Fred's beds were made perfectly, untouched for the past month since they died. I couldn't bear seeing that the bed had been undisturbed, it rubbed in the fact the fact that Harry was gone.
I walked over two where Ron's bed was. It was a mess and his pillow was thrown on the floor. I picked up his pillow and placed it in it's proper spot on the bed. I hadn't talked to him since the day we found out the outcome of the war. I wished I had. I straitened out his blankets neatly, so it was perfect when he came back for Quidditch practice. I placed the letter on top of his pillow gently, and began to walk out of the room. I got to the door and glanced back over the room once more. A last look and Harry's empty bed, and I turned down the cement staircase.
As soon as I got out of the common room, I ran as fast as I could through the corridors. I didn't want to run into anyone. I would go up to the astronomy tower and nobody would change my mind. Soon I would be where I belong. In my field of perfect flowers and a breathtaking sky.
~In my field of paper flowers
~And candy clouds of lullaby
~I lie inside myself for hours
~And watch my purple sky fly over me
I burst through the door to the tower. The rain was pouring out of the sky as if it were crying. But, I didn't care. Within moments I was soaked all the way through my cloak, and I began to shiver. I would have to get this over with soon. I couldn't stay in this cruel world anymore. The past month I had to learn the hard way that bad things always happened to the innocent people. Ever since Harry died people have been trying to make me feel better, saying they "Understood" how I was feeling. They didn't understand, so I didn't listen to any of them. After about two weeks they stopped trying to console me and started to think I was crazy.
~Don't say I'm out of touch
~With this rampant chaos - your reality
I never wanted to go out into the real world. I knew what would be out there. More lies, deception, evil.... more death. They wouldn't take anyone else away from me. I would take me away from everyone else. I would go to my own world created to get away from the horror of reality.
~I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
~The nightmare I built my own world to escape
I spent my last few moments pacing around in the rain, and venting my last angry thoughts before I would be rid of this nightmare. A crack of thunder and a flash of lighting sounded above my head. "There will be no thunder or lighting in my world." I decided. There would only be clear beautiful skies.
~In my field of paper flowers
~And candy clouds of lullaby
~I lie inside myself for hours
~And watch my purple sky fly over me
It was time. Nobody to stop me. I would be with Harry soon. I pulled my wand out of my pocket and then the quill I used to write the letter to Ron. I muttered a spell and changed the form of the quill. ' Transfiguration came in handy,' I thought as I watched raindrops slide down the blade of the newly formed pocket knife. "Here I come paradise, good-bye hell." I lowered the knife to my wrist and dragged it across me pale freezing skin. The pain was unbearable and I screamed. My voice cut through the silence just as the knife cut again on my opposite wrist.
~Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
~Cannot cease for the fear of silent night
Ruby colored thick blood poured out of me as I stared at it in awe. I wished it would hurry and flow faster. Soon the pain would be over, the last thing to do was just wait. I laid back on the ice cold cement. Crimson pools of blood were forming at both sides of me where my hands were resting. The rain hit my face rhythmically, and my eyes began to feel heavy.
~Oh how I long for the deep sleep dreaming
~The goddess of imaginary light
'These are the final seconds of my life' I thought with a sigh, as my tortured life slipped slowly away. I slowly closed my eyes and just before I was gone, I heard the tower door bang open and a distressed voice call out, "No, Hermione!"
~In my field of paper flowers.....
(Well, There it was. I really didn't like writing that at all, it makes me feel horrible. The only thing that can cure this sadness is going to read and work on happy fluffy fan-fics, and drinking hot chocolate! I've never written something like that before :^( I don't like to do it. I think I said that already... oh well. Well one more thing that could cheer me up after writing something like that is reading reviews....so review make me happy! Please... *puppy dog face*
-Thanks for reading and the next chapter will be up pretty soon, hopefully-
Chapter 4 - Deep Sleep Dreaming
~Paper flowers...
A light breeze brushes past my face softly as I run faster and faster in a field of bright green. The sky is a breathtaking azure and purple color, and the clouds are like silver cotton lined with bright pink. I flop down on the grass, and It tickles my face. I pick a flower from the ground beside me and hold it up in front of my eyes. It is so perfect... Not one flaw does it have. It looks like one I had seen out of a coloring book I used to have when I was only a little girl. I look around and realize that every flower is as perfect as the next. And I'm perfect too. I lay back and sigh watching the purple and blue sky, drift high above my head...
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!"
A loud scream rang out, and my eyes flashed open. I sat up startled and was in my dormitory. 'Where did it all go? Why am I back here already?' I looked around frantically trying to find out where the scream had come from. I realized it was only Parvati screaming about a spider that had been let in from an open window.
I growled at her angrily, but she didn't notice I was there. Why did that happen every morning? Somebody had to wake me up from my beautiful sleep for no reason at all!
~I linger in the doorway
~Of alarm clock screaming monsters calling my name
When I was sleeping was the only time I could forget the fact that Harry is gone, and that the world is a horrible unfair place. I WAS SO ANGRY! I would show them not to take me away from my world....I'd show them. So I took out a piece of parchment and a quill and began writing furiously. I folded up the letter when I was finished and got dressed. I ran out of the room, hearing Lavender calling, "Hey, Hermione! Where are you going!?" They would all find out where I was going soon enough. But, I had one stop to make first.
~Let me stay
~Where the wind will whisper to me
~And the rain drops as they're falling tell a story
I ran up the stairs to the boys dormitory. It was almost empty except for Neville, who was snoring in a deep sleep. I looked around the room where I saw all the messy emptied beds.... except for two... Harry and Fred's beds were made perfectly, untouched for the past month since they died. I couldn't bear seeing that the bed had been undisturbed, it rubbed in the fact the fact that Harry was gone.
I walked over two where Ron's bed was. It was a mess and his pillow was thrown on the floor. I picked up his pillow and placed it in it's proper spot on the bed. I hadn't talked to him since the day we found out the outcome of the war. I wished I had. I straitened out his blankets neatly, so it was perfect when he came back for Quidditch practice. I placed the letter on top of his pillow gently, and began to walk out of the room. I got to the door and glanced back over the room once more. A last look and Harry's empty bed, and I turned down the cement staircase.
As soon as I got out of the common room, I ran as fast as I could through the corridors. I didn't want to run into anyone. I would go up to the astronomy tower and nobody would change my mind. Soon I would be where I belong. In my field of perfect flowers and a breathtaking sky.
~In my field of paper flowers
~And candy clouds of lullaby
~I lie inside myself for hours
~And watch my purple sky fly over me
I burst through the door to the tower. The rain was pouring out of the sky as if it were crying. But, I didn't care. Within moments I was soaked all the way through my cloak, and I began to shiver. I would have to get this over with soon. I couldn't stay in this cruel world anymore. The past month I had to learn the hard way that bad things always happened to the innocent people. Ever since Harry died people have been trying to make me feel better, saying they "Understood" how I was feeling. They didn't understand, so I didn't listen to any of them. After about two weeks they stopped trying to console me and started to think I was crazy.
~Don't say I'm out of touch
~With this rampant chaos - your reality
I never wanted to go out into the real world. I knew what would be out there. More lies, deception, evil.... more death. They wouldn't take anyone else away from me. I would take me away from everyone else. I would go to my own world created to get away from the horror of reality.
~I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
~The nightmare I built my own world to escape
I spent my last few moments pacing around in the rain, and venting my last angry thoughts before I would be rid of this nightmare. A crack of thunder and a flash of lighting sounded above my head. "There will be no thunder or lighting in my world." I decided. There would only be clear beautiful skies.
~In my field of paper flowers
~And candy clouds of lullaby
~I lie inside myself for hours
~And watch my purple sky fly over me
It was time. Nobody to stop me. I would be with Harry soon. I pulled my wand out of my pocket and then the quill I used to write the letter to Ron. I muttered a spell and changed the form of the quill. ' Transfiguration came in handy,' I thought as I watched raindrops slide down the blade of the newly formed pocket knife. "Here I come paradise, good-bye hell." I lowered the knife to my wrist and dragged it across me pale freezing skin. The pain was unbearable and I screamed. My voice cut through the silence just as the knife cut again on my opposite wrist.
~Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
~Cannot cease for the fear of silent night
Ruby colored thick blood poured out of me as I stared at it in awe. I wished it would hurry and flow faster. Soon the pain would be over, the last thing to do was just wait. I laid back on the ice cold cement. Crimson pools of blood were forming at both sides of me where my hands were resting. The rain hit my face rhythmically, and my eyes began to feel heavy.
~Oh how I long for the deep sleep dreaming
~The goddess of imaginary light
'These are the final seconds of my life' I thought with a sigh, as my tortured life slipped slowly away. I slowly closed my eyes and just before I was gone, I heard the tower door bang open and a distressed voice call out, "No, Hermione!"
~In my field of paper flowers.....
(Well, There it was. I really didn't like writing that at all, it makes me feel horrible. The only thing that can cure this sadness is going to read and work on happy fluffy fan-fics, and drinking hot chocolate! I've never written something like that before :^( I don't like to do it. I think I said that already... oh well. Well one more thing that could cheer me up after writing something like that is reading reviews....so review make me happy! Please... *puppy dog face*
-Thanks for reading and the next chapter will be up pretty soon, hopefully-