Nightmare
Albus Dumbledore paced his study; he had been going over the whole thing all day and kept coming up with the same conclusion every time; so he had no choice. He took a deep breath before he walked into the back of his office, he stood in front of the large glass cabinet that showed beautiful glasses and jars and mirror's inside.
Albus carefully opened the left door and stared at the mirror on the shelf level with his face, he smiled slightly to himself as he reached out and took it; he knew it would be nice but he wondered at what cost this was going to be.
He turned back around with the mirror in his hand, it was engraved with dragons and werewolves under the sun and the moon; he walked back over to his desk and placed it carefully down.
"Please...I need your help...hear my call..." Albus said.
But nothing happened, he just stared at the mirror but there was no change; he wondered if he had done it right or if he was supposed to do or say something else.
"Please, please...we, I need your help...hear my call..." Albus repeated, but again there was nothing.
He had known it had been a long shot, but he also knew that he still had to have tried; though he had hoped that it would have worked, or something anything would have happened, but there had been nothing.
...Harry was sat at the long table next to Ron, with Sirius facing him he was laughing and smiling with Remus but he couldn't make out what they were talking about. Harry wanted to say something to him to get up and to go around to him, but he couldn't he speak and he couldn't move.
Sirius suddenly got up pushing his chair back, no one seemed to bothered part from Harry, because just then there was a bright light in front of him and he fell backwards, through an arch of blackness.
Harry screamed as loud as he could but no one heard him, he couldn't even hear himself; and he still couldn't move. Everything around him started to fade out as he struggled to get up and to go after him...
Harry woke with a start and a hard thud as he fell out of bed and onto the floor, he looked around the room in a panic looking for him, hoping against hope. But as he woke up more he realised that he wasn't there but still at the Dursleys and Sirius was still dead.
"Idiot!" Harry told himself angrily, and got up off the floor and threw himself in the chair at the desk next to the empty cage because Hedwig was out hunting still for her supper.
"Why the hell do I keep seeing him?" Harry asked himself again. "Its all my fault." And his head flopped down onto the table.
The next thing Harry knew there was banging on his door and his Aunt was shouting for him to get up; he waved his hand at the door knowing that she couldn't see him doing so but he could speak either because he was still half asleep.
"Harry!" A muffled voice said from somewhere in his bedroom.
Harry lifted his head and slowly looked around, but he couldn't see anyone he knew he was alone; but he was sure that he heard a voice.
"Harry are you there?" The muffled voice asked again.
This time Harry jumped up, wondering who or what it could be but what ever it was he could see him because he was asking if he was there.
"Harry...its...Remus Lupin." The muffled voice told him.
Harry just stood there staring at his truck, wondering where his voice was coming from, it kind of sound like Lupin's voice but it was different; though it was muffled. Was it really coming from inside his truck? Harry walked over to his truck and knelt down beside it and slowly opened it.
"Good your there Harry...I need to talk to you." Remus told him.
"Lupin...where, where are you?" Harry asked looking into his truck.
"Oh sorry, the mirror...the one that Sirius gave you." Remus answered.
Harry still stared into his truck, he couldn't believe it; then it hit him how could he because he had broke it. He started to push his things aside pulling them out of the truck to find it; and there it was at the bottom of his truck in one piece but how could that be? He slowly reached down and pulled it out.
"Lupin...how, why..." Harry asked.
"It's nice to see you Harry." Remus said pleasantly. "I'm surprised that it was broke when I tried to contract you, but I learnt how to repair it years ago; you know back at school. They're magic you see so they're linked together; I can repair yours at my side. But that isn't why I'm contracting you...Dumbledore came round the other day, he well...he said that he has a plan of some kind. He didn't go into any detail about it, but you're to join us next week...and what ever it is he's hoping that it would have started by then."
"Oh right...erm...well how am I getting you know to Sir...to the house?" Harry asked.
"Me and Moody will come and get you." Remus answered. "Hopefully we might have found out what he's up to by then. But until then, if you want to talk...you can always use this it's safe enough...erm, if you don't want to talk to me you can always talk to Ron you know."
"Thanks...but erm, not at the moment...maybe later." Harry told him, and then smiled. "Thanks Lupin."
"It's not a problem; I'll see you later then Harry." Remus said, he smiled at Harry before it returned to a normal mirror.
Harry just sat there staring at it, it wouldn't have worked then he thought, because Sirius hadn't had it on him. Harry just sat there with the mirror in his lap, not sure what he was feeling only knowing that he still felt so empty.
(A/N: chapter two posted as soon as, hoped you enjoyed the first chapter.)
Albus Dumbledore paced his study; he had been going over the whole thing all day and kept coming up with the same conclusion every time; so he had no choice. He took a deep breath before he walked into the back of his office, he stood in front of the large glass cabinet that showed beautiful glasses and jars and mirror's inside.
Albus carefully opened the left door and stared at the mirror on the shelf level with his face, he smiled slightly to himself as he reached out and took it; he knew it would be nice but he wondered at what cost this was going to be.
He turned back around with the mirror in his hand, it was engraved with dragons and werewolves under the sun and the moon; he walked back over to his desk and placed it carefully down.
"Please...I need your help...hear my call..." Albus said.
But nothing happened, he just stared at the mirror but there was no change; he wondered if he had done it right or if he was supposed to do or say something else.
"Please, please...we, I need your help...hear my call..." Albus repeated, but again there was nothing.
He had known it had been a long shot, but he also knew that he still had to have tried; though he had hoped that it would have worked, or something anything would have happened, but there had been nothing.
...Harry was sat at the long table next to Ron, with Sirius facing him he was laughing and smiling with Remus but he couldn't make out what they were talking about. Harry wanted to say something to him to get up and to go around to him, but he couldn't he speak and he couldn't move.
Sirius suddenly got up pushing his chair back, no one seemed to bothered part from Harry, because just then there was a bright light in front of him and he fell backwards, through an arch of blackness.
Harry screamed as loud as he could but no one heard him, he couldn't even hear himself; and he still couldn't move. Everything around him started to fade out as he struggled to get up and to go after him...
Harry woke with a start and a hard thud as he fell out of bed and onto the floor, he looked around the room in a panic looking for him, hoping against hope. But as he woke up more he realised that he wasn't there but still at the Dursleys and Sirius was still dead.
"Idiot!" Harry told himself angrily, and got up off the floor and threw himself in the chair at the desk next to the empty cage because Hedwig was out hunting still for her supper.
"Why the hell do I keep seeing him?" Harry asked himself again. "Its all my fault." And his head flopped down onto the table.
The next thing Harry knew there was banging on his door and his Aunt was shouting for him to get up; he waved his hand at the door knowing that she couldn't see him doing so but he could speak either because he was still half asleep.
"Harry!" A muffled voice said from somewhere in his bedroom.
Harry lifted his head and slowly looked around, but he couldn't see anyone he knew he was alone; but he was sure that he heard a voice.
"Harry are you there?" The muffled voice asked again.
This time Harry jumped up, wondering who or what it could be but what ever it was he could see him because he was asking if he was there.
"Harry...its...Remus Lupin." The muffled voice told him.
Harry just stood there staring at his truck, wondering where his voice was coming from, it kind of sound like Lupin's voice but it was different; though it was muffled. Was it really coming from inside his truck? Harry walked over to his truck and knelt down beside it and slowly opened it.
"Good your there Harry...I need to talk to you." Remus told him.
"Lupin...where, where are you?" Harry asked looking into his truck.
"Oh sorry, the mirror...the one that Sirius gave you." Remus answered.
Harry still stared into his truck, he couldn't believe it; then it hit him how could he because he had broke it. He started to push his things aside pulling them out of the truck to find it; and there it was at the bottom of his truck in one piece but how could that be? He slowly reached down and pulled it out.
"Lupin...how, why..." Harry asked.
"It's nice to see you Harry." Remus said pleasantly. "I'm surprised that it was broke when I tried to contract you, but I learnt how to repair it years ago; you know back at school. They're magic you see so they're linked together; I can repair yours at my side. But that isn't why I'm contracting you...Dumbledore came round the other day, he well...he said that he has a plan of some kind. He didn't go into any detail about it, but you're to join us next week...and what ever it is he's hoping that it would have started by then."
"Oh right...erm...well how am I getting you know to Sir...to the house?" Harry asked.
"Me and Moody will come and get you." Remus answered. "Hopefully we might have found out what he's up to by then. But until then, if you want to talk...you can always use this it's safe enough...erm, if you don't want to talk to me you can always talk to Ron you know."
"Thanks...but erm, not at the moment...maybe later." Harry told him, and then smiled. "Thanks Lupin."
"It's not a problem; I'll see you later then Harry." Remus said, he smiled at Harry before it returned to a normal mirror.
Harry just sat there staring at it, it wouldn't have worked then he thought, because Sirius hadn't had it on him. Harry just sat there with the mirror in his lap, not sure what he was feeling only knowing that he still felt so empty.
(A/N: chapter two posted as soon as, hoped you enjoyed the first chapter.)