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Once upon a year gone by

She saw herself give in

Every time she closed her eyes

She saw what could have been

Well nothing hurts and nothing bleeds

When covers tucked in tight

Funny when the bottom drops

How she forgets to fight…to fight

And it's one more day in paradise

One more day in paradise

As darkness quickly steals the light

That shined within her eyes.

She slowly swallows all her fear

And soothes her mind with lies

Well all she wants and all she needs

Are reasons to survive

A day in which the sun will take

Her artificial light…her light

And it's one more day in paradise

One more day in paradise

It's one more day in paradise

One last chance to feel alright…alright

Don't pretend to hold it in just let it out

Don't pretend to hold it in just push it out

Don't you try to hold it in just let it out

Don't you try to hold it in you hold it in

And it's one more day in paradise

One more day in paradise

It's one more day in paradise

One last chance to feel alright…alright

Once upon a year gone by

She saw herself give in

Every time she closed her eyes

She saw what could have been

Before Harry or anyone else knew it, their wands were being ripped from their hands and magical ropes that seemed to give off a golden glow in the fresh darkness were binding them.  Harry had noticed Mel say an invisibility cantation before her wand was taken.  He saw it dematerialize, and Mel shoved her hand behind her back.

"You're a brave one," Voldemort said to James.  "But you have many predictable weaknesses."

"What are you going to do to me?" spat James.

"You?" Voldemort laughed.  "What kind of fool do you take me for?  I have made to many mistakes by direct attacks, but I shall not repeat them.  I have learned to weaken the heart.  Perhaps by attacking a son…"

Voldemort pulled a small glass vial from his robes.  Inside was scarlet red potion…greatly resembling blood…

He walked over to Harry and forced his mouth open.  Voldemort opened the vial and poured a single drop onto Harry's tongue.

The pain was excruciating.  Harry almost began to beg for scar pains.  Anything but this.  As the pain began to subside, he realized that his vision seemed to be engulfed in thick gray clouds.  He was somewhere else…

He was next to a fluttering veil…

"SIRIUS!  SIRIUS!" 

Harry had to get to his godfather.  He needed to save.  But he knew he was dead. 

Harry felt a sharp pain stick him in the back, as if a cool blade had been forced through him.  But he was not dead…

The Department of Mysteries vanished, and he was back in the Forbidden Forest.  Hot sweat lined his face.  He was still bound by the ropes.

"Or," said Voldemort, walking over to Remus, "maybe you would prefer I weaken a best friend…"

He forced a drop down Lupin's throat.  Lupin cried in anguish.

Remus drifted off into a place…a field at night.  He was lying on his back, staring up at the stars.

"Remus," came the voice of a girl with hazel eyes and blonde hair, "if you don't stop daydreaming, I'm going to hex you!"

"But Ashley," said Remus, not taking his eyes off the stars, "there's no hexing in the summer.  If you got expelled, I don't know what I'd do."

"Well, you'd get a new girlfriend and forget all about me," she giggled.

"Impossible," he whispered.  He sat up and kissed the girl's soft, warm lips.  But when they pulled apart, he noticed she was staring in horror at the sky.

"R-remus, it's a full moon!"

"Ashley, run NOW!" 

She started to run away, but it was too late.  Remus had transformed into a wolf and was making his way towards Ashley.  The next thing he saw was blood, and then a large staff coming down on his head.  He woke up to find himself on a bench in the hospital waiting room.

"Where's Ashley?" he asked, frantically.

A woman with a mean, and slightly wrinkled face turned to him.  She looked nothing like her daughter, Ashley.

"You could have killed her!  Luckily that farmer boy stopped it in time.  You are NEVER to see her again, do you hear me?  I am moving her to a different Wizarding school.  I only brought you here to tell you that."

Remus didn't object.  He didn't want to hurt Ashley again.  If only he knew the torment that one decision would bring him.

Then the white walls of the hospital disappeared, and Remus was still tied up, panting.

"You see," said Voldemort, "one drop of this potion can make a person relive their worst and most painful memories.  It can weaken them considerably before the final blow is taken.  Then, death is inevitable."  He walked over to Sirius.  "Maybe your best man should pay."

Just then, Mel broke from her bonds (using the wand that she placed an invisibility spell on).  She snuck up behind Voldemort and jabbed him with the wand.  He stumbled, dropping the potion.  Mel caught it, making sure it hadn't spilt.

"Leave us," she demanded.

"Or you'll do what?" asked Voldemort, as he got up.

"I'll…I'll break it!"

"Stupid girl!  That vial is indestructable, and it will not spill.  I had to take those precautions."  He gave a cold laugh.  "It's either you or him."

Melissa turned and looked at Sirius.  Her heart throbbed inside her chest, for she knew what she had to do.

Sirius shook his head.  "Mel, don't!"

She did it anyway.  She lifted the potion and downed the entire thing.  A look of complete terror spread across her face.  She dropped to her knees and screamed in utter agony.  The immense amount of potion caused her pain that could never be compared.  If one drop could cause Harry to wish for his scar pains, think of how much almost an entire bottle can cause.

Voldemort was enraged and he whipped out his wand.  A jet of blue flames spilled from the tip and formed a long whip.  He struck Mel and she fell to ground.  She lay there…motionless.

The girl will pay…

Sirius's eyes widened in hate.  "MELISSA!  What have you done!  Oh, I'll kill you!"

All of their bonds broke (they clearly were not immune to anger and rage).  They retrieved their wands and lunged at Voldemort, Sirius in front.  The fighting had begun.