( A.N. : Sorry for being so inconsistent this past month or so, but I've
had a hell of a lot of work on. This is a short chapter, and I'm sorry.
Thanks for being so supportive of this story. I love you all!)
She could barely think straight. Her mind was full of confused thoughts, none having any link to the next one.
"Which also means that if you have certain powers...So do I. Hmm." Voldemort raised his hand and pointed it at Lana. "Get up." The chair flew upwards and stopped in mid air. "Nifty little power." He let his hand drop and the chair crashed to the ground, shattering beneath Lana and one of the chair legs went straight through Lanas left leg.
Screaming in pain, Lana couldnt see what it was or move her hands to get rid of it. Blood trickled in a steady stream across the floor, heading towards the Veil.
"Release her." Two hooded Death Eaters walked over to Lana and removed the binds around her hands.
Lana reached to her eyes and ripped off the material covering them. The pain in her leg was momentarily pushed aside by pure terror. Around 30 Death Eaters were in the room - and only one was barely on her side. Lana froze. The piece of wood in Lanas leg shot out and Lana screamed in pain. Lana clutched her leg and avoided looking at the man who claimed he was her father. Luckily for her, he hadn't found out how to stop her accelerated healing.
With a bloody hand, Lana pushed her hair from her eyes. Her face was dirty and tear stained. "What do you want from me?" she asked quietly.
"Why, I thought you would have figured that out by now." said Voldemort, taunting her.
"Please, stop taunting me...I can't take this any more..."
Bella cackled. "Aww, poor likkle baby can't take it!"
Lana was tired. She was tired of fighting. Tired of hurting. Tired of seeing the people she loved die. Tired of trying to do things that are impossible. Tired of the same damn shit everyday. Tired of the murders. Lana looked up and straight into Voldemorts red eyes.
"Kill me."
~*~*~ GRIMMAULD PLACE ~*~*~
"Harry? Harry!" shouted Lupin, shaking Harry.
Opening his eyes and looking at the three faces above him. He didn't know how long he had been passed out. "Eh?" he said.
"Harry...What did you see?"
It all came back to Harry as he sat up and rubbed his scar. "They've got Lana." he said in a hoarse whisper.
"Where? Where? WHERE HAVE THEY GOT HER?!" Lupin shouted.
"I...I..." Harry shook his head, unable to think of the horrific place in which is Godfather died, and his Godmother is likely to die in.
"TELL ME!" shouted Lupin, and Moody pulled him away.
"The...Deparment..of Mysteries..." whispered Harry, looking at the floor, tears welling. "In the room with the Veil in."
"Oh no..." said Snape.
"Yes, oh no." said a gruff voice that Harry, Lupin, Moody and Snape hadn't heard in a long time and never thought they would hear again. "Why are you all still stood here? MOVE IT!"
They all stared in disbelief at the man who stood before them. His long dark brown hair was wet and messy, and he was clean shaven. "Come on! It's a very exciting time...Things are happening and you're still here!"
"Sirius?" whispered Harry, slowly standing up, forgetting about the pain in his head.
"Does everyone else see this? Just to be clear..." muttered Lupin.
"Aren't you supposed to be dead?" sneered Snape.
"Seems even dying can't keep my away from taunting you, Snivelly." joked Sirius, looking around. "Okay, I better explain...Theres something stirring. It has been since Lana awoke again. Some sort of...Unbalanced element. The lines on this night, between the living and the dead...Are blurred. Usually only Lana can see me, and Harry occasionaly...But seeing as Lana is about to be massacred and theres nothing I can do about it because Im not corporeal - which means, Snape, that I cant hold a wand - I thought I better come find you."
"I know what it means, Sirius. But surely you are not the only one walking around like the living dead?" commented Snape.
Sirius frowned. "I thought so too. Apparently, I am the only one walking around. To my knowledge, at least." His appearance flickered and Harry cried out loud. "SIRIUS!"
"You don't need to shout Harry, I'm right here." said Sirius, although he was continually flickering in and out of view. "Oh, dammit." he muttered and disappeared.
She could barely think straight. Her mind was full of confused thoughts, none having any link to the next one.
"Which also means that if you have certain powers...So do I. Hmm." Voldemort raised his hand and pointed it at Lana. "Get up." The chair flew upwards and stopped in mid air. "Nifty little power." He let his hand drop and the chair crashed to the ground, shattering beneath Lana and one of the chair legs went straight through Lanas left leg.
Screaming in pain, Lana couldnt see what it was or move her hands to get rid of it. Blood trickled in a steady stream across the floor, heading towards the Veil.
"Release her." Two hooded Death Eaters walked over to Lana and removed the binds around her hands.
Lana reached to her eyes and ripped off the material covering them. The pain in her leg was momentarily pushed aside by pure terror. Around 30 Death Eaters were in the room - and only one was barely on her side. Lana froze. The piece of wood in Lanas leg shot out and Lana screamed in pain. Lana clutched her leg and avoided looking at the man who claimed he was her father. Luckily for her, he hadn't found out how to stop her accelerated healing.
With a bloody hand, Lana pushed her hair from her eyes. Her face was dirty and tear stained. "What do you want from me?" she asked quietly.
"Why, I thought you would have figured that out by now." said Voldemort, taunting her.
"Please, stop taunting me...I can't take this any more..."
Bella cackled. "Aww, poor likkle baby can't take it!"
Lana was tired. She was tired of fighting. Tired of hurting. Tired of seeing the people she loved die. Tired of trying to do things that are impossible. Tired of the same damn shit everyday. Tired of the murders. Lana looked up and straight into Voldemorts red eyes.
"Kill me."
~*~*~ GRIMMAULD PLACE ~*~*~
"Harry? Harry!" shouted Lupin, shaking Harry.
Opening his eyes and looking at the three faces above him. He didn't know how long he had been passed out. "Eh?" he said.
"Harry...What did you see?"
It all came back to Harry as he sat up and rubbed his scar. "They've got Lana." he said in a hoarse whisper.
"Where? Where? WHERE HAVE THEY GOT HER?!" Lupin shouted.
"I...I..." Harry shook his head, unable to think of the horrific place in which is Godfather died, and his Godmother is likely to die in.
"TELL ME!" shouted Lupin, and Moody pulled him away.
"The...Deparment..of Mysteries..." whispered Harry, looking at the floor, tears welling. "In the room with the Veil in."
"Oh no..." said Snape.
"Yes, oh no." said a gruff voice that Harry, Lupin, Moody and Snape hadn't heard in a long time and never thought they would hear again. "Why are you all still stood here? MOVE IT!"
They all stared in disbelief at the man who stood before them. His long dark brown hair was wet and messy, and he was clean shaven. "Come on! It's a very exciting time...Things are happening and you're still here!"
"Sirius?" whispered Harry, slowly standing up, forgetting about the pain in his head.
"Does everyone else see this? Just to be clear..." muttered Lupin.
"Aren't you supposed to be dead?" sneered Snape.
"Seems even dying can't keep my away from taunting you, Snivelly." joked Sirius, looking around. "Okay, I better explain...Theres something stirring. It has been since Lana awoke again. Some sort of...Unbalanced element. The lines on this night, between the living and the dead...Are blurred. Usually only Lana can see me, and Harry occasionaly...But seeing as Lana is about to be massacred and theres nothing I can do about it because Im not corporeal - which means, Snape, that I cant hold a wand - I thought I better come find you."
"I know what it means, Sirius. But surely you are not the only one walking around like the living dead?" commented Snape.
Sirius frowned. "I thought so too. Apparently, I am the only one walking around. To my knowledge, at least." His appearance flickered and Harry cried out loud. "SIRIUS!"
"You don't need to shout Harry, I'm right here." said Sirius, although he was continually flickering in and out of view. "Oh, dammit." he muttered and disappeared.
