What Lies Within…
By: An Anti-Sheep Cheese Muffin
Rated: PG-13, just to be safe. For Language and Suggestive themes
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter that's J.K. Rowling's, Scholastic, and Warner Bros. All I own is Genevieve. Hope you enjoy my fanfic!
Plot: Only a magical jewel can stop Voldermort's reign. But when the jewel is broken and sent to the corners of the of the world, only a young girl with a scarred past can find them in time, and must come to except herself in the process.
Dedication: This is to everyone whose felt alone and discriminated. You are not alone and there are people who love you even if you don't know it. Also, a warm thank you to Emily Wallinger, my beta, who's just the best Beta any writer could obtain really she's awesome! And my two main reviewers Tweetyiscool and Cookie6!
Author's Note: Oh my god! I'm above thirty reviews! Sixty-two is the
highest amount of reviews I have ever had! I am so happy! I hope I can make it
to the one hundreds! That will be my goal! **Crosses fingers** C'mon one
hundreds! Hehehe!
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Chapter Eighteen: Haunted
She stood there just looking upon the six feet hole in the ground a casket slowly being lowered its back, shiny surface reflecting off the sun's rays. Genevieve was holding some flowers similar to the ones Sabetha gave her when Genevieve was at the Hospital Wing.
Genevieve didn't hear the minister's words, she didn't hear the people say things about Remus; all she could hear was the casket being lowered. It's shinny surface slowly being covered by dirt.
Genevieve dropped the flowers in Remus's grave and watched as they slowly floated and landed softly upon the black surface of the casket.
Genevieve had cried herself out and now just watched undemonstratively as people covered Remus's grave and magic-ed a tombstone made of marble, lettering of gold and red, and a wolf adoring the top. With shaking fingers she traced the words,
Here lays Remus Junius Lupin 1960 – 1996 a daring, compassionate friend, supporting mentor, and loving father.
Genevieve smiled. She had asked that they place Remus as her "father" since he was the closest thing to her as a father. She slowly got up and looked around.
She saw the Potters' grave, the Anderson's grave and now Remus's…she wondered will I join them soon or will I live out my days in anguish and anger? She shook her head slightly and walked back to the group.
Genevieve sat in the back of the Boadicea classroom. Genevieve flopped on the ground, placed her arms behind her head, and closed her eyes. She let the calming music and incense relax her tense body and slowly drift into sleep.
I know I am dreaming. I know this isn't real. Yet, all the things I touch, I see, I hear I assume are real. I see a young woman in a warrior Kimono. She is fighting a horrible battle with a giant demon. She seems to have an extraordinary amount of strength and energy. In the distance I see…my parents! I see Remus! I see other people screaming! They seem to be trapped behind something…I can't see it! I see Remus slowly disappear before my eyes!
"Remus comes back!" I scream at him.
He seems to hear me and looks in my direction. He begins to trash his arms and make signals as if asking he's asking for my help to get him out. Suddenly, the demon turns its attention to Remus and begins to hurt him.
"Daddy!" Genevieve screamed.
She sat up and noticed everyone was looking at her. Their eyes were wide and confused. Genevieve blushed and lied back down. She averted her gaze toward a nearby window. She couldn't believe that she had just called Remus "daddy."
"You all right?" asked Sabby during Lunch.
"Yeah, I'm just a little tired and grief stricken that's all." Replied Genevieve.
She could still feel some of the students' gazes on her but she simply ignored them its not like they know what I am going through. She thought. Genevieve turned around to see Harry, Ron, and Hermione talking to each other. They seemed to be discussing something important since they did not hear Seamus Finnigan ask them to pass him the butter.
"What do you think they're up to?" asked Damien as he sat in front of Genevieve and Sabby.
"Its none of our business. We should concentrate more on our grades." Said Genevieve.
"What? That's not the Genevieve I know. The Genevieve I know would have walked up to the famous trio and asked them what's the matter. And she would laugh it up. Why so stuffy today, love?" he said.
"I just feel like pulling myself together and since when do you use 'love' in your vocabulary?" Genevieve asked.
"Since a few weeks ago when he saw his brother-in-law such a cute thing." Said Sabby.
"It seems that I missed a lot during my absence huh?" asked Genevieve.
"You sure did. Well, off to Care of Magical Creatures aye?" asked Damien.
Genevieve arched an eyebrow while Sabby sighed and replied,
"Yeah! Off we go! C'mon Genevieve cheer up. I know lets go to Hogsmeade tomorrow we'll have a blast how about it, Genevieve, and you could even take some more pictures and we could--" started Sabby.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah! I'll go just…shut up Sabby or we'll be here forever. Let's go to class." Genevieve got up and started making her way to the Great Hall doors.
"I feel unloved." Said Savvy as she followed.
As they walked toward Hagrid's hut they noticed empty crates thrown in a pile.
"Wonder what's in store for us…hope it's nothing dangerous." Said Sabby.
"Or stinky." Replied Genevieve with a smile. The first smile she made since the terrible ordeal.
"Ah! There's the girl I befriended. Anyhoo, here comes Hagrid. Hello, friend!" screamed Sabby at Hagrid. She waved furiously at the half-giant and she received a small wave in return.
"I call all my teachers friend." Said Sabby proudly.
"Even Snape?" asked Genevieve. She enunciated the man's name with pure rancour.
"Well…he's one exception I mean the old git has enough problems as it is…don't want him to get carried away as I bother him…" smiling Sabby started to chant, "bothering, bothering, bothering, bothering, bothering!"
"What is the matter with you?" asked Damien.
Laughing Sabby replied, "Bothering Snape."
Suddenly, she burst in hysterical giggling and fell to the floor laughing. Genevieve saw Damien's expression. He was just as confused as Genevieve was.
"All right class. Today we're going to study Kneazles!" Hagrid said winking in Genevieve's direction. She inwardly flinched. This is going to be a long day the thought.
Soon, Genevieve was heading to Potions. Her heart was heavy with anger and fear. She remembered what had happened when she last met the Potions Master. He had insulted her and she had slapped him.
It was a miracle that he hadn't hit her back or done something worse. Now, she was regretting what she had done as she walked closer to the dungeons. As she walked down she heard a voice behind her and someone tap her shoulder. She uttered a small scream and turned around.
"Ahoy matey what's this lass? Yer scared ter go down ter the dungeons?" asked Sabby in her pirate voice.
"No…Captain Sabby. I…just don't feel good." Said Genevieve lamely. It seemed to work for Sabby in that she said,
"Aww, my second in command feels ill aye? Well, don't yer worry lassie I'm goin' ter get yer a potion later. Make yer feel good!" She patted Genevieve's back and hopped down to the dungeons.
Genevieve felt better but still had that annoying feeling that something back was going to happen. She entered the Potions class and looked around. Snape was nowhere in sight, which was a good thing, and Sabby was sitting at her desk ingredients at hand.
"Well c'mon, lassie, we got ter get ready and save our House a few points, savvy?" She said. Her stupid grin on her face made Genevieve laugh and nodded. She couldn't help but feel safe with Sabetha her happy exterior just felt contagious.
Soon, Snape burst into the room his robes billowing behind him. Giving him the image of a large bat that needed to be killed quickly.
"Settle down." He said.
There was no need to waste his breath since the moment he arrived everyone held his or her breath awaiting his or her task. Snape's piercing black eyes swept over the room and landed on Genevieve.
Even though his eyes held no emotion, Genevieve could almost perceive something…something foul. Genevieve gulped and awaited her task just like everyone else.
"Today we will be making Dreamless Sleep Droughts yes I know you have all ready made some but this is for the Hospital Wing so I would advise you all to not mess up since you all will be using these in case you should fall ill, heaven forbid that." Snape added sardonically.
Genevieve sat up straight and looked at Sabby for support. She noticed Sabby was getting the supplies out and looking up at the board.
"Um…Genevieve could yer help yer ol' cap'n out and write down the steps. Can't see." Sabby smiled sympathetically.
"Sure." Said Genevieve and started to write down the complicated steps. As she reached the end she heard the door slowly open and a boy from Gryffindor stepped out.
"Yes?" asked Snape his voice laced with aggravation.
"I need Sabetha Anderson I need to take her to the Headmaster. She will miss the entire class." He said his voice shaking slightly.
"Fine. Anderson, get your things and leave my sight." Snape retorted at her.
Sabby looked at Genevieve with mixed emotions fear, anger, sadness, and confusion but, nonetheless, she got her things and left with the Gryffindor. Now, Genevieve was scared. Her, one and only, friend who made her feel relaxed in the face of danger had left. Genevieve was now vulnerable…and she did not like feeling that way.
Nevertheless, Genevieve cut the roots; stirred counter clockwise, clockwise, added lacewings, and other procedures everything was going smoothly until Snape decided to make roundly check ups on the students' work. He prowled through the rows barking remarks at everyone.
No one's good enough for Snape, thought Genevieve, just rotten, tricky, lying, sneaky Slytherins children who don't deserve anything get his praise but the one's who do the work are tossed aside like animals!
Genevieve was so angry that, without her knowing it, she made the potion erupt. The students all scrambled out of the way to avoid the liquid.
Unfortunately, someone wasn't fast enough. Rowan Tigean, a fellow Ravenclaw, was splashed with Genevieve's potion and suddenly dropped to the floor snoring.
"Everyone settle down. Who did this? Who is responsible for this mess?" asked Snape in a low whisper.
Genevieve raised her hand timidly and saw, for a mere second, Snape's eyes flashing with anger.
"Everyone put your things away. After you do so you all are dismissed. You," he pointed to Genevieve, "in my office. Now!" he bellowed.
All the students rushed to get everything in place and out of the classroom. They knew Snape was in a fouler mood than usual. Some gave Genevieve sympathetic looks and others frighten ones as if asking themselves will she survive?
Genevieve got ready and walked into Snape's office. She saw gross, slimy things in jars all around his office.
How can anyone stand to be here, she thought as she looked at a particular jar with a small head. She shivered and placed her hands on her arms to heat herself up. I've never noticed until now how cold it is here.
She heard soft footsteps and she rushed to sit down and avoid his terrible presence. She heard the door open and close and averted her gaze once he sat in front of her. She heard him whisper,
"Look at me, Genevieve."
She, hesitatively, looked at him to see him looking at her with rage in his eyes. She gulped and rubbed her hands nervously.
"Do you know what you did in there?" he asked her.
"Yes, sir. I lost control of my emotions and made the potion blow up." She said in a soft voice.
"Speak louder! What did you do?" he said.
"I lost control of my emotions and made the potion blow up." She said a bit louder.
"Again what did you do? Louder Ms. Coronet I haven't all day."
"I lost control of my emotions and made the potion blow up!" she screamed at him anger surged through her veins, through her very being at an accelerate speed. She was breathing hard and grasping the chair for control.
"Very good. It seems to me that you need a lesson in controlling your emotions." He said as he took out a piece of parchment and noted something down.
"Are you going to give me my detention or are you going to play shrink?" she said angrily.
Snape lifted his gaze to the young woman in front of him and stood up ominously,
"Again, you have no right to speak to me like that. Didn't you learn that the other day, Ms. Coronet?" he asked.
"All I learned was that my Potions teacher was a cruel, lying, deceiving, no good Death Eater!" she stood up and made toward the door but was halted. Snape grabbed her upper arm and pulled her towards him.
"Is that what I am to you? A Death Eater who kills and had no respect for human life? Is that what you think?" He started to shake her again, his nails ripping her flesh, blood pouring out of her wounds.
"No…you do not even earn the title of Death Eater you are just a sad, pathetic little man with no future and no past. You're no better than a mentally ill Muggle." She said.
Suddenly, Snape's upper lip curled in fury, he bared his yellowing teeth and dragged her towards his privet cupboard where he took out a potion and an old newspaper.
"What? Are you going to beat me with that newspaper then drug me?" said Genevieve laughing.
"You have one part right…I will drug you but I won't beat you…that will be the Dark Lord's job." He said grinning malevolently.
Genevieve narrowed her eyes in confusion and was about to speak when Snape forced the potion down her throat, a burning liquid like alcohol then a searing pain emitted from her forehead and she collapsed.
A few hours later, or what she thought were hours, Genevieve opened her eyes with great difficulty. She noticed she was in a dark, room and that she was chained to the wall. Next to her was…
"Harry!" she said her voice like sandpaper.
Harry was, also, chained to the wall and he seemed unconscious. Genevieve's eyes were burning and her migraine increased.
She looked around for a door, a window something but all she saw was a dark, circular brick room with chains on the walls. Skeletons were clinging to some of the chains, rotting away.
She also noticed that the ceiling was pointy and high so, she assumed, they were in a tower of some sort. Genevieve's body ached and her eyes burned with an intensity of a thousand suns.
She squirmed and tried to get loose but, to no avail, she was still trapped here in some place she didn't recognize…or did she.
This place does have a terrible yet familiar feeling to it. Oh, I want to go home! I want to go back to Hogwarts! See Sabby and Damien. To laugh with them, to feel light as a feather, without a care in the world like when I first went to Hogwarts and met Remus, Sirius and…
Genevieve felt like crying, like breaking something.
Why did Severus change sides? I thought he was working for Dumbledore? Why did he suddenly change? Why? Why!
She heard a clanking sound above her like locks being undone. Harry began to stir and mumbled,
"Where am I?"
"Harry…we've been kidnapped! Wake up, Harry" Genevieve screamed.
Harry shook his head and looked at Genevieve. She smiled at him and sighed.
Then, out of the blue, a door slowly made its way up from a secret compartment from the ground. Genevieve looked at the door with wide, surprised eyes. She had never seen anything like that before.
The door stopped moving and in came Snape with the man that haunted Genevieve and Harry's dreams, in came the man that made Genevieve's life a living hell, and in came a fear, for Genevieve, that truly matched the man at the door. In came Voldermort with a pack of fire-breathing dogs.
"Hello, Potter. Genevieve. Welcome to Hell!"
Another Author's Note: Woo! Now, that was fun wasn't it? Is Severus really that bad? **Nods** you bet my socks he is! Nehoo in the next chappy, Bewitched Senses, Genevieve bonds with Harry, Genevieve gets tortured, poor thing, we find out why Severus went bad, and we finally get to know Genevieve's last name!
What? You say you didn't notice? Then, mate, you are very, very thick! Hehehe, oh yeah! We also go and find some shards! So ya! Review mateys! The faster you review the faster I upload! Wow! Nine pages again! Woo! I am so good! Wonder if I can make it to ten…nah! Hehehe! Also, Junius is Latin for "Youthful." I kind of like that name so I used it hehehe
~An Anti-Sheep Cheese Muffin
