To Hell And Back
Written by: Elven Warrior1
Chatper 10
She layed there. Unmoving, no one could see the gradual rise and fall of her chest. Instantly, everyone's heart skipped a beat, screaming on the inside. No one dared to even move. And then, that high pitched laughter from Morgana Lethel sounded again, this time, followed by her deatheaters.
"She was my strongest sorcerer. My poor child." Morgana chided. "Pity what the love for magic folk did to her." Those on Charolette's side suddenly fell out of their trance, glarring at the woman.
"Charolette did what she thought was right." James growled, holding back his son and wife with his arms outstretched. "You have no bloody right to oversee that!" Morgana smirked, her black lipsticked lips wide. "No damn right at all!"
"Charolette fell under the impression that good can overlook the evil. Dumbledore did a good job at making things seem that they will get better, when it was forcefully feeding the child lies.-" She paused, returning the glares she was reciving.
"I loved Charolette as my own child. Basically, the way her parents ignored her, she was my child. Constantly I called her my daughter. But you fake magic producers tore her away from me, and forced her to belive that what I taught her, was evil. Spoonfeeding is not what I call good parental- figure-like. But no, instead, all your brooding finally got the best of her, and put her against her own kin. Her family.-"
"Then you shipped her off to Azkaban, making her suffer for her own decision from the good of her heart. Yes, Charolette was a good person, which made everyone love her. That girl has such a passion, and expresses it only through writing. You destroyed her with all the willpower that you could. –"
"And because of you, I have been forced to kill her. Not just because I want her dead, but also that I want her to live. This is not what you call living. Now, she's on her way to the land of the dead, and meet her brothers and sisters. And learn to live the life that she lost many years ago."
Her words were met with silence. Silence that would have driven Charolette crazy. But truth be told, she heard everyword that that woman said.
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Ah damn woman. She thinks she can kill me. But I have to admit, I was scared. Afterall, my body twitched furiously involintarily, then suddenly go still. It's not everyday that you have a spasm to such a curse. A wicked curse at that.
Morganna used the Ever Much I Desire. A curse that should never be used, not in any circumstance. Instead of ignorning the warning signs, she used it against my brothers and sisters. And I knew, that she had done it successfully.
But the impretion that I got as she summoned it, that she had truthfully forgotten how much power was needed to proceed such strenght, such brutality, such cruelty.
No, she didn't kill me. She mad me stronger. Her plan backfired. Instead of trying to have me rejoin my dead family, she's pulled me many years away from that fate. That curse, I've been connected with the Order and those in the backyard, has as well, pulled them many years from this fate.
Blimey is she stupid.
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Sirius looked down at the still body of Charolette Joyce Rones. Tears suddenly formed into his eyes. Forgetting where he was, he went and kneeled next to the girl, taking her hand into his own, weeping as quietly as he could.
Not only had he lost the love of his life, but a good friend that he so rudely abandoned many years ago. He regretted it, and wished that he was dead, instead of her.
Afterall, she went into the viel herself, and brought him out of his prision, as well as the rest that were forbade to the void. She brought him back to the living world he was thrown from, and that very same evening, she forced him to the graves of two of his best friends, and brought them back as well.
Now she was dead, and there was no bringing her back.
"Oh Charolette." He whispered into her dead ears. "Oh my love, I'm so sorry."
*****
Did I just hear what I thought I heard? Oh lord...did he just say....?
*****
Chatper 10
She layed there. Unmoving, no one could see the gradual rise and fall of her chest. Instantly, everyone's heart skipped a beat, screaming on the inside. No one dared to even move. And then, that high pitched laughter from Morgana Lethel sounded again, this time, followed by her deatheaters.
"She was my strongest sorcerer. My poor child." Morgana chided. "Pity what the love for magic folk did to her." Those on Charolette's side suddenly fell out of their trance, glarring at the woman.
"Charolette did what she thought was right." James growled, holding back his son and wife with his arms outstretched. "You have no bloody right to oversee that!" Morgana smirked, her black lipsticked lips wide. "No damn right at all!"
"Charolette fell under the impression that good can overlook the evil. Dumbledore did a good job at making things seem that they will get better, when it was forcefully feeding the child lies.-" She paused, returning the glares she was reciving.
"I loved Charolette as my own child. Basically, the way her parents ignored her, she was my child. Constantly I called her my daughter. But you fake magic producers tore her away from me, and forced her to belive that what I taught her, was evil. Spoonfeeding is not what I call good parental- figure-like. But no, instead, all your brooding finally got the best of her, and put her against her own kin. Her family.-"
"Then you shipped her off to Azkaban, making her suffer for her own decision from the good of her heart. Yes, Charolette was a good person, which made everyone love her. That girl has such a passion, and expresses it only through writing. You destroyed her with all the willpower that you could. –"
"And because of you, I have been forced to kill her. Not just because I want her dead, but also that I want her to live. This is not what you call living. Now, she's on her way to the land of the dead, and meet her brothers and sisters. And learn to live the life that she lost many years ago."
Her words were met with silence. Silence that would have driven Charolette crazy. But truth be told, she heard everyword that that woman said.
*****
Ah damn woman. She thinks she can kill me. But I have to admit, I was scared. Afterall, my body twitched furiously involintarily, then suddenly go still. It's not everyday that you have a spasm to such a curse. A wicked curse at that.
Morganna used the Ever Much I Desire. A curse that should never be used, not in any circumstance. Instead of ignorning the warning signs, she used it against my brothers and sisters. And I knew, that she had done it successfully.
But the impretion that I got as she summoned it, that she had truthfully forgotten how much power was needed to proceed such strenght, such brutality, such cruelty.
No, she didn't kill me. She mad me stronger. Her plan backfired. Instead of trying to have me rejoin my dead family, she's pulled me many years away from that fate. That curse, I've been connected with the Order and those in the backyard, has as well, pulled them many years from this fate.
Blimey is she stupid.
*****
Sirius looked down at the still body of Charolette Joyce Rones. Tears suddenly formed into his eyes. Forgetting where he was, he went and kneeled next to the girl, taking her hand into his own, weeping as quietly as he could.
Not only had he lost the love of his life, but a good friend that he so rudely abandoned many years ago. He regretted it, and wished that he was dead, instead of her.
Afterall, she went into the viel herself, and brought him out of his prision, as well as the rest that were forbade to the void. She brought him back to the living world he was thrown from, and that very same evening, she forced him to the graves of two of his best friends, and brought them back as well.
Now she was dead, and there was no bringing her back.
"Oh Charolette." He whispered into her dead ears. "Oh my love, I'm so sorry."
*****
Did I just hear what I thought I heard? Oh lord...did he just say....?
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