Title: The Darkness Within
Author: SelenaK16
Rating: R, for bad words, bloody, graphic fight scenes and some sexuality
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Summary: The Dark Lord is growing ever stronger, and the time has come for a hero. A warrior will arise, one who is the antithesis to that which is evil. But will she be able to fulfill her destiny, or will she let her heart get in the way? (Warning: OC)
Author's notes: This is my very first fan fic! I hope everyone likes it (or at least some of you). I have tried very hard to stay away from Mary Sue elements in my OC. Also, currently I am searching for a Beta reader for this story. If you are interested, please e-mail me. Enjoy!
The Darkness Within
Chapter Four: Why Me?
Imaginary
I linger in the doorway
of alarm clock screaming monsters calling my name
let me stay
where the wind will whisper to me
where the raindrops as they're falling tell a story
In my field of paper flowers
and candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
and watch my purple sky fly over me
Don't say I'm out of touch
with this rampant chaos - your reality
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
the nightmare I built my own world to escape
In my field of paper flowers
and candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
and watch my purple sky fly over me
Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
oh how I long for the deep sleep dreaming
the goddess of imaginary light
Ava flew wearily towards home. Her wings beat feebly as she tried to hurry before the moon set. As she flew, her mind started to wander....back to when she first met him...
'Wow,' was the only word that came to her mind. She had never seen so many young people in her life. And the ceiling of the hall was amazing, the way it was enchanted to look like the night sky. Looking around her, Ava saw 4 long tables in the hall. The group she had seen in the hallway earlier was sitting together under a banner that had a snake on it. The other 3 houses had banners as well. One was a badger, another an eagle, and the last a lion. A splash of red hair caught her attention at the lion table. She turned to see two red haired people looking at her, as well as a group of guys who seemed to be pointing and whispering at her. In fact, the whole hall seemed to be whispering and looking at her.
Taking another deep breath, Ava put on her most confident face and followed the stern looking witch to the front of the hall where a frayed hat was laying on a stool. Just as she approached the stool, Professor Dumbledore stood up.
"I would like to introduce a new student to all of you. This is Ava Servo. She is in the 5th year and I hope all of you will make her feel welcome, especially those of you in her house. As soon as we have determined which house that is." He smiled widely down at her and then turned to the stern witch. "Professor McGonagall, if you please."
"Please sit on the stool, and I will place the sorting hat on your head." Professor McGonagall ordered. Ava took a seat and waited for the hat, wondering what was going to happen. McGonagall placed the hat on Ava's head, and it promptly covered her eyes, as it was much too big for her.
"Hmmmm...." a voice said in her head. "Very difficult. Where should I place you?" Ava paused for a second, a bit bewildered. "Well, I suppose you could start by telling me about the houses. Maybe I could help you out," She thought. "No, no, that won't do. I'm the sorting hat...it's my job to decide where you go. Slytherin would do well, but so would Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. Plenty of courage here, but cunning and intelligence as well." The hat continued in this vein for quite some time. Ava stopped paying attention to the voice, only occasionally catching snippets of it's thoughts. "Hufflepuff might do, very caring....but much to much ruthlessness here for that...." 'Ruthlessness?' she thought. 'This is all very interesting, but couldn't you just hurry this up please?' she told the hat. Suddenly the hat went silent. Ava waited, wondering what house it had chosen for her. "Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus" the hat shouted.
"What the hell?" Ava thought. "Hey, hat, what the hell was that. Which house is that?" The hat replied, "No house can I sort you into, for you belong to them all." "What?," Ava thought. But before she could receive a reply, the hat was taken off her head. Ava blinked in the bright light and looked toward Professor Dumbledore. He was no longer smiling and was studying her with a curious look on her face. Just as she was about to open her mouth, Dumbledore stood up. Facing the student body he said, "Due to these circumstances, the sorting ceremony will continue in the next room. You may begin dinner while waiting for Ms. Servo's house results."
"Ms. Servo, if you please, follow Professor McGonagall to the next room." Ava stood up, trying to ignore the avid whispers of the other students. Her face began to redden as she wonder at what she had done wrong. 'I'll just tell them it was the hat. Not me...just the hat.' But then again, what if it was her? What if mother had been right and she didn't belong here, with the others?
Ava followed Professor McGonagall into a door right behind the staff table. Professor Dumbledore and two other adults were waiting in the room with him. Ava waited nervously for one of the adults to say something. Dumbledore cleared his throat and said, "Minerva, if you please, may I have the sorting hat?" Professor McGonagall gave the hat to Dumbledore, who promptly placed it on his own head. A couple minutes went by while the Headmaster appeared to be holding a conversation with himself. Finally, Dumbledore removed the hat and placed it on a table. Clearing his throat, he turned to the other 3 adults and said, "I suppose I should allow you all, as the head of the houses, to know what the hat told me." With a flick of his wand, the voice of the hat suddenly boomed in the air, "No house can I sort her into, for she belongs to them all."
"Well, that may be the case, but which house do we place Ms. Servo into Albus?" Professor McGonagall asked. "I'm sorry Minerva, but I am unsure of what this means. I shall have to investigate this matter more closely. I am aware that this has happened before, but only rarely. But for the meantime I suppose we can let Ms. Servo choose where she would like to be." All eyes were suddenly upon Ava. She gulped and thought about each of the 4 houses. 'Based on what the hat said, Hufflepuff is for the caring, Ravenclaw is for the intelligent, Gryffindor is for the courageous, and Slytherin is for the cunning and the ruthless. I suppose Ravenclaw would be okay...but, maybe Slytherin would be more my crowd. The people at least seem interesting. Besides...there's something about that house that...well, I suppose I'll choose...' Ava looked up from her reverie. "I choose Slytherin," she said. For a brief moment Dumbledore looked at her disappointedly. Then he replied, "Alright then, Slytherin it is. I would like to introduce you to your head of house...Professor Astus. He can give you any information you need, as well as your class schedule. Do remember that if you have any problems, or think you have chosen the wrong house, talk to either me or Professor McGonagall. We shall try you in another house if problems arise. But for now, please go and join the Slytherin table. We shall follow in a moment."
Ava turned away from the group and walked back to the door. As she opened it, she paused and looked back at the group of adults. They seemed to be discussing something very animatedly. 'Probably about me,' Ava thought. 'Maybe I never should have agreed to come.' With one last look behind her, Ava stepped through the door and back into the great hall.
