Disclaimer: Nope, don't own it…
A/N: This is actually just part of chapter 2, but it is so long I decided to not make you wait forever because I still am working on the rewrite to it. So here is the first part of chapter 2…. Sorry about the wait…
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Chapter 2 p1- Plague of dreams
"Sssseverusss." A hiss came from behind me, sounding my name slowly. Lazily I turned my head from my current work and towards him. He was smiling that devilishly sadistic smile of his.
"Yes?" He circled me and then put his bony hand upon my shoulder. I did my best not to shrink away from his touch.
"Sseveruss my boy… You have been working very hard. I am proud of you, but I have come to ask how that sspecial project is coming along. Are you finished yet?" I nodded.
"Actually, yes I am. I finished the final touches to the potion this morning. Would you like me to go over the details of it now, my lord?" He turned so that I could see him, and he gained a bit of a twinkle in his eyes.
"Have you taken the potion?" I felt my face flush and I quickly nodded. Was I that predictable?
"Yes of course, I would not let them, or anyone in that matter, take the potion without it being tested first for safety…" He gave a half nod.
"Such a kind heart… Now, my dear boy, I have a better idea than you just going over the details. You have studied the spell I suppose as well?" I nodded again. "Yes well, follow me then." With that he dropped his hand from my shoulder, and I shrugged off that disgusting uncomfortable feeling that his hand had produced. Soon I followed him through the endless corridors and rooms. I felt the desire to inquire where it was he was taking me, but alas, I feared the recoil. He seemed to be in a pleasant enough mood at the moment, so why spoil it? We soon reached a large room filled with many of the deatheaters, and my mind started to race. What was he up to? Before I could voice my question he paused me with a raise of his hand.
"Ah, I desire a demonstration." I pursed my brows.
"A demonstration?" I paused… Surely he wouldn't have me use it on one of our own… Perhaps he meant on an animal? "On… What exactly?" He smiled again. This couldn't be good… He then waved his hand up into the air.
"Bring in the target!" A few of the others, most of whom I did not recognize, brought out a cage. Odd, I recognized someone. It was a boy that was a few years my senior, a keeper of the Slytherin team in my school days. Lucious Malfoy I think his mane was. I hadn't known he had come here as well, though it was of no surprise to me really. Perhaps I had spent too many days locked away in my labs brewing and researching… "You have ssaid you would do anything for me, now I tessst thisss." They pulled back the cloth that hid the target within the cage and I gasped. No… A girl about my age was tied up, gagged and chained within it, and she looked desperately frightened. I looked back quickly to him, and then back at the girl. No, he couldn't, he wouldn't… I looked back at him in a half panic. "Meet the mudblood, filthy an worthless. Thisss creature is nothing but a glorified animal and doesn't deserve the name of witch. I ask you to demonstrate on it, Severusss. Only a master can use the spell, and if it goes right, nothing bad will happen to it, but if done wrong…" He let the words fall into the air as a disturbing and horrible unfinished thought, and then after a long pause he continued on. "Not that I care if you go wrong, after all, I AM curious asss to what would happen if it does… Now aren't you?" I gulped down my heart, which seemed to have lodged itself firmly within my throat, which in turn seemed to make it go down, hit my stomach and then they both collided to the floor in a cascade of terror.
"B-but my lord, I… I've never…" He came down so that his mouth nearly met my ear so that I felt his breath as he spoke; a chill ebbed its way into my spine.
"Do this for me my boy, and I will see to it that you are rightly rewarded. Just know that I believe in you, you have had the patience to brew and learn for me…" I gulped as he suddenly pushed me forward. "Now do this… For me, I know you can…" I heard him move away from me and then everyone near the cage bolted behind me. So much for trust around here, the cowards. I looked nervously at my 'target', who was she?
"Who is she?" I heard an annoyed grumble as I noticed that I had brought my thoughts into spoken word.
"It does not matter who it is! It is a poor excuse of a muggle-born! If you knew its name, you could grow attached to IT, and we don't want that now do we?" I clenched my jaw to his words. He didn't want me to succeed…
"No…we would not." Her wavy brown tresses flew into disarray when I neared her, struggling against the chains that bound her and held her still within the cage. I know that I should have stayed my wand, to tell the lord to go flat ass to hell, but I did not. Instead I face her, this innocent girl, crying out for help muffled through her gag, fear and tears in her eyes with the silent plea not to go through with what I have been told. I must though, I was as trapped in this as she. It was the option of killing her, or refusing and be killed along with her- not that much of a choice really. I still had much work to do, and it was only a few short weeks ago that I learned the extent of the lord's hatred of the muggleborns… The mudbloods… He was actually killing them, and had been for quite some time. I hadn't worried, I was only working on potions for him, I didn't think that he would actually have ME kill one…
I raised my wand around and above my head, and all together odd stance, I know, but it was something signature I suppose. I closed my eyes as the troubles I now felt weighed heavily upon my mind; I must clear my thoughts for this to work… It MUST work…
Breathing in through my nose I forced myself to become as calm as I possibly could. I found my center, which can only be described as that odd burning sensation around your heart and stomach and can only be found if you look for it. I opened my eyes again and I see her shaking, squeezing her eyes shut, knowing there was no longer any hope for her. My knees suddenly wanted to give way, and I fought not to break down, forcing myself to push my emotions to the back of my mind, bringing all of my attention to the girl. For the moment I pretended that she was truly an animal; I must finish this task.
"Antidus Hetsendune" I spoke in a quiet hiss, hopefully with the right pronunciation as I gave a small flick of my wand. It sputtered a moment and then a light shot forth in the shape of a small ball that enlarged and then circled around her before quickly absorbing into her chest. A knot of fear ebbed its way into my chest as I watched, hoping that it would work. I had read of what horrors the spell produced when it had failed, and even if I had read it a million times more it never, NEVER could have prepared me for the sight of it.
There was a long pause after the light disappeared during which the other deatheaters whispered and laughed at me behind my back, and then when they were just starting to leave, it began. A glow started to appear again where it had before vanished and then slowly grew in size until it had engulfed her form entirely. Suddenly wind seemed to start blowing within the bubble of light as you could see her hair start to blow, the wavy locks whisking about her face as the winds became stronger, and then started the sound. That horrible awful sound as if one was surrounded by a gathering of tornadoes, and this is perhaps the closest that I can describe the wailing coming from within her tomb. It was after the winds the worst came. There was a blinding flash and at this moment, slowly at first and then gaining in speed, appeared small disks of light that sucked all the air from her body through the skin it touched. They whirled around the cage in a loud brilliant frenzy, slashing her, cutting her, literally ripping her to pieces. Small swirls of bright red started to swirl with the light and I started to feel nauseous, it was her blood… I had gone wrong… My heart sped as I felt the tears start to stream down my face, what have I done? What have I done? It was not long after this that the gag had strangely loosened itself, and then carried away by the disks, bloodied and torn…
…And the most blood-chilling, most horrifying scream came from her mouth that I could not even begin to describe….
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A/N- Sorry that it took me so long for this. I will try and finish up chapter 2 as quickly as possible, it will take me a little bit longer because I still have to finish the rewrite and type it yet, though I hope to have it up here soon. Anyways, hope you enjoyed the dream sequence of chapter 2! Please review… :)