Torn-
"Mommy," Neville pulled at Alice Longbottom's pale blue robes, "I can't sleep." His mother looked down at him and smiled. She put down the evening paper and crouched to the floor so her eyes were level with her son's. He was holding an old teddy bear to his small chest.
"Now why not?" She cooed, scooping him up into a hug, "When I checked last you had been snoring away like a hibernating bear."
"Teddy had a bad dream and woke me up," Neville clutched the bear closer to him.
"Really and what was Teddy's bad dream?"
"He won't say, but I tried to go back to bed,"
"And..." his mother teasingly pressed.
"And I couldn't 'cause of the glowing light outside,"
"Glowing light eh... Let's go see about that." With Neville still in her arms Alice made her way up the stairs. At the top she noticed a pale green light emitting from beneath her son's closed bedroom door.
Immediately worry took her over. She put Neville down at the top of the stairs and told him to stay put. Slowly Alice shuffled down the long hallway, every step filling her mind with even more fear and apprehension.
In her heart she knew what would be floating outside Neville's window, she knew what let off that haunting ghoulish light. And in her mind she knew that she didn't need to confirm it's existence. All she needed to do was grab Neville and go to the Ministry. Frank was taking a late night so she knew he would be there.
Yet all good Aurors knew that to assume was to make an ASS-out of-U-and-ME, but they also knew it was better to be safe than sorry. These two thoughts contradicted each other as Alice stood outside Neville's room. Even so the little hope she had that maybe Death Eaters were not after her family ruled over causing her to lose what would soon be precious time.
The door swung silently open, green light spilled forth bathing Alice in its dazzling coldness. She reluctantly stepped forward and slipped her wand out from where she kept it. The room came slowly into view as did the thing Alice had been most dreading. Staring madly at her from outside the window was a huge translucent skull floating in midair.
From its jeering mouth a monstrous serpent slinked towards the house. Alice's heart stopped, her breath got caught in her throat. For the first time she knew real fear.
She shut her eyes and ran from the room slamming the door shut behind her. Still the Dark Mark glowed in her mind taunting her life. Alice leaned against the closed door and began to heavily pant.
Sweat trickled down her quivering face while something cold and clammy wrapped itself around her wrist. A scream ripped through her body.
"EXPELLIARMUS!"
The hand released its grip and the body that it was attached to was flung across the hall. A small cry emitted from the poor being that was unfortunate enough to have been upon the receiving end of the Auror's brute power. "Mommy," it whined.
Alice stood there stunned as she watched Neville slam into a wall and crumple to the floor.
"Neville!" She tried to run but her legs felt like they had turned to jelly. Collapsing to the floor she heard two things, one right after the other. The first was her husband shouting a welcome and the second was the doorbell.
"I'll get that," Frank yelled. Alice's voice caught in her throat, terror pounded in her veins. Downstairs she heard the front door squeak open.
"Hello... HOLY SHIT!"
"STUPEFY!" shouted a cold, deathly voice.
"Find the woman and child!" shouted a female voice.
"They're not in the kitchen."
"Let's check upstairs. Oh Alice, come out and play Alice. Neville too. We'd love to play with him."
Alice shut out the harsh voices, but found it hard since they pushed through every thought in her head and filled it with dread and despair. She had to hide Neville, that was all she knew.
Unsteadily she got to her feet and rushed over to her fallen son. His breathing was shallow and in short bursts. A stream of blood trickled down his face. Loud footsteps started to ascend the stairs. Alice raised her wand and placed a concealing charm on Neville. He all but disappeared in front of her eyes.
"Stupefy!" A bolt of red light shot passed Alice's head.
She stood up wand in hand and faced her attackers. Four cloaked figures stood at the head of the stairs, the one in front was holding Neville's teddy in their gloved hands.
"Where's your son Alice?" it hissed, the voice taunting. Alice could see a pair of shimmering black eyes beneath the cold black mask.
"Petrificus Totalus," Alice shot at the group in front of her. It hit one of them square in the face. The person fell to the ground stiff as a board.
"CRUCIO!" The spell hit Alice in the stomach. Instantly pain shot through her body, her insides felt as if they were being twisted and torn. She screamed and held her wand up.
"Stupefy," she moaned, falling to the floor writhing as her insides burned.
Her stunner tore across the room and crashed into Neville's teddy. For a second it glowed red before bursting into a cloud of fluff and fur.
The leader yelled in fright backing away. Quickly the Death Eater regained its bearings and shot Alice with a stunner. It hit her in the chest and she lay still, sprawled on the floor no longer feeling the pain that had only seconds before ripped through her body
The Death Eaters moved down the hall and gathered her stunned body and brought it to the kitchen to be with her husband's. Neville laid upstairs unconscious and concealed, his teddy in pieces about him.
"Search the house! Forget the boy! We have a mission to accomplish!"
None of the Death Eaters noticed him as they searched the rooms for something that may indicate a clue to where their fallen Dark Lord was hidden.
At face value they noticed very little information but they still held an overwhelming cauldron of secrets. The Longbottoms.
Author's note: I decided to release this story in two parts. Part two will be posted soon. I hope. Well good day.
"Mommy," Neville pulled at Alice Longbottom's pale blue robes, "I can't sleep." His mother looked down at him and smiled. She put down the evening paper and crouched to the floor so her eyes were level with her son's. He was holding an old teddy bear to his small chest.
"Now why not?" She cooed, scooping him up into a hug, "When I checked last you had been snoring away like a hibernating bear."
"Teddy had a bad dream and woke me up," Neville clutched the bear closer to him.
"Really and what was Teddy's bad dream?"
"He won't say, but I tried to go back to bed,"
"And..." his mother teasingly pressed.
"And I couldn't 'cause of the glowing light outside,"
"Glowing light eh... Let's go see about that." With Neville still in her arms Alice made her way up the stairs. At the top she noticed a pale green light emitting from beneath her son's closed bedroom door.
Immediately worry took her over. She put Neville down at the top of the stairs and told him to stay put. Slowly Alice shuffled down the long hallway, every step filling her mind with even more fear and apprehension.
In her heart she knew what would be floating outside Neville's window, she knew what let off that haunting ghoulish light. And in her mind she knew that she didn't need to confirm it's existence. All she needed to do was grab Neville and go to the Ministry. Frank was taking a late night so she knew he would be there.
Yet all good Aurors knew that to assume was to make an ASS-out of-U-and-ME, but they also knew it was better to be safe than sorry. These two thoughts contradicted each other as Alice stood outside Neville's room. Even so the little hope she had that maybe Death Eaters were not after her family ruled over causing her to lose what would soon be precious time.
The door swung silently open, green light spilled forth bathing Alice in its dazzling coldness. She reluctantly stepped forward and slipped her wand out from where she kept it. The room came slowly into view as did the thing Alice had been most dreading. Staring madly at her from outside the window was a huge translucent skull floating in midair.
From its jeering mouth a monstrous serpent slinked towards the house. Alice's heart stopped, her breath got caught in her throat. For the first time she knew real fear.
She shut her eyes and ran from the room slamming the door shut behind her. Still the Dark Mark glowed in her mind taunting her life. Alice leaned against the closed door and began to heavily pant.
Sweat trickled down her quivering face while something cold and clammy wrapped itself around her wrist. A scream ripped through her body.
"EXPELLIARMUS!"
The hand released its grip and the body that it was attached to was flung across the hall. A small cry emitted from the poor being that was unfortunate enough to have been upon the receiving end of the Auror's brute power. "Mommy," it whined.
Alice stood there stunned as she watched Neville slam into a wall and crumple to the floor.
"Neville!" She tried to run but her legs felt like they had turned to jelly. Collapsing to the floor she heard two things, one right after the other. The first was her husband shouting a welcome and the second was the doorbell.
"I'll get that," Frank yelled. Alice's voice caught in her throat, terror pounded in her veins. Downstairs she heard the front door squeak open.
"Hello... HOLY SHIT!"
"STUPEFY!" shouted a cold, deathly voice.
"Find the woman and child!" shouted a female voice.
"They're not in the kitchen."
"Let's check upstairs. Oh Alice, come out and play Alice. Neville too. We'd love to play with him."
Alice shut out the harsh voices, but found it hard since they pushed through every thought in her head and filled it with dread and despair. She had to hide Neville, that was all she knew.
Unsteadily she got to her feet and rushed over to her fallen son. His breathing was shallow and in short bursts. A stream of blood trickled down his face. Loud footsteps started to ascend the stairs. Alice raised her wand and placed a concealing charm on Neville. He all but disappeared in front of her eyes.
"Stupefy!" A bolt of red light shot passed Alice's head.
She stood up wand in hand and faced her attackers. Four cloaked figures stood at the head of the stairs, the one in front was holding Neville's teddy in their gloved hands.
"Where's your son Alice?" it hissed, the voice taunting. Alice could see a pair of shimmering black eyes beneath the cold black mask.
"Petrificus Totalus," Alice shot at the group in front of her. It hit one of them square in the face. The person fell to the ground stiff as a board.
"CRUCIO!" The spell hit Alice in the stomach. Instantly pain shot through her body, her insides felt as if they were being twisted and torn. She screamed and held her wand up.
"Stupefy," she moaned, falling to the floor writhing as her insides burned.
Her stunner tore across the room and crashed into Neville's teddy. For a second it glowed red before bursting into a cloud of fluff and fur.
The leader yelled in fright backing away. Quickly the Death Eater regained its bearings and shot Alice with a stunner. It hit her in the chest and she lay still, sprawled on the floor no longer feeling the pain that had only seconds before ripped through her body
The Death Eaters moved down the hall and gathered her stunned body and brought it to the kitchen to be with her husband's. Neville laid upstairs unconscious and concealed, his teddy in pieces about him.
"Search the house! Forget the boy! We have a mission to accomplish!"
None of the Death Eaters noticed him as they searched the rooms for something that may indicate a clue to where their fallen Dark Lord was hidden.
At face value they noticed very little information but they still held an overwhelming cauldron of secrets. The Longbottoms.
Author's note: I decided to release this story in two parts. Part two will be posted soon. I hope. Well good day.