Title :The Tides of Blood
Summary : Summary : When Severus took away a Notebook from Harry, he didn't imagine it would contain a secret... A secret implying him, and three teenagers .... Together, will they be able to change their destiny and the world's doom ?
Old wounds
Harry woke up in the middle of the night, a hand over his scar. He slowly moved it over the green lightening, trying to calm the pain.... Feeling something warm and sticky, he slowly put it off, and watched it. His fingers were covered with a deep red liquid ... He glanced at it for a moment, his face showing no expression at all. He carefully sat up, and removed the covers. He was always doing that, although he had cast a No Noise Spell over his bed. He had decided to curse his bed at the beginning of the year, because his summer had been full of nightmares waking him up, screaming, on the middle of the night.
Even if it was important, he didn't want to disturb his friend's sleep. At list, they were able to have good nights, so they were better being non-interrupted. Harry made his way to the bathroom over his shaking legs. His mind was still full of those horrible images Voldemort had shown him. He did that each night, to break Harry's mind. Tonight, he had almost succeed... Harry shivered, and pushed the bathroom's door. He looked up in the mirror : his scar was covered with blood and dark stains were already appearing all over his head... He put his hands on the water, and tried to clean his wound with toilet paper. But, no matter what he did, the blood was still spilling from it, the debit increasing with time.
Harry panicked. He was losing a lot of blood, and if he didn't find a way to stop the hemorrhage, they're would be no more savior very soon... He then remembered the First Aid class he had taken this summer, and found a way to temporarily stop the problem. He pressed a point on the vein, which immediately stopped the blood. He then quickly went to his room to take his wand. An hemorrhage wasn't that hard to stop... if you had your wand with you.
He muttered a spell, and took out his finger from the vein. Blood wasn't spilling from the wound anymore. He cautiously cleaned the area, and went to the Common Room. He knew it was no use to get back to sleep and he was afraid of it anyway. Harry crouched over one of the sofas, and curled up. Each night was a new dream, a new torture, a new attempt to break through his mind. Each night he woke up bleeding and screaming. Physical pain had added itself on top of the moral one....
But he hadn't told anyone. It was no use anyway, they couldn't help, the only thing they were doing was to tell him they felt sorry for him... And ? He didn't care about them being sorry, he just wanted the pain to stop! Being sorry didn't change anything except making things worse... He sighed.
'What are you doing here ?' Harry sharply moved his head, and saw Hermione standing over the stairs. She looked perfectly awake, and was watching Harry as if he was a stranger....
'Well, I can't sleep...' he answered. She wouldn't understand anyway. Hermione smiled, and went to the sofa. She let herself fall, still watching Harry.
'Are you all right ? You look worried... Have you been doing a nightmare again ?' she asked gently, frowning her eyebrows.
Harry managed to smile. 'No, but Ron is sneering pretty loudly and it kind of takes the sleeping effect away from you...' There were no hesitation through his voice. Harry smiled faintly. He knew he had become very good at lying to other people. He didn't like it, but it was necessary...
'I just want to tell you I'm always ready to talk with you, especially if it can help you...' Harry nodded without saying anything.
Severus let the book down, revealing a tormented face, covered with tears. Anger was boiling through him and he wasn't doing anything to stop it. He stood up, and watched his timetable for the next day... He needed to know.... A smile formed himself on his features : tomorrow, during four hours, he had the Gryffindors with the Slytherins...
He went to his personal closets, and took a bottle and a glass out of it. Muggle alcohol.... Although he had always denied it, he liked their alcohol and was amazed by the way they had replaced magic. His Death Eater position not allowing him that, he had never told anyone, but he believed the Witch and Witches could learn many things from them..... If Voldemort wasn't standing on the middle of the way...
Severus went back to his sofa, the glass in one hand, the other one touching the Diary... Lily... He had never told her that he was innocent. At list of what she accused him. It wasn't him, he was with Albus this day.... Severus let the glass fall, and it broke into pieces when it touched the floor. He fall from the sofa, crying, and curled up on the floor. The Diary had just broken the so long made carapace.... 'I'm sorry Lily... I'm.... so.. sorry...'
Draco stared at the sky. Hogwarts was so quiet during the night.... None was around the corridors, watching foe the mistake you were going to make and then using it as a weapon against you.... This place was his favorite one. The Astronomy Tower. There were no other place like this one in all Hogwarts. It was so quiet, you could think on you own, none was going to disturb you. He touched his bare back, and grinned. It was still hurting, but at list it wasn't bleeding anymore....
His father had asked him to come to the manor this night. He had done it, one could easily pass Hogwart's protection if he knew the castle well enough. He should have known his father's intention, but he hadn't thought about it. 'I'll never follow your path, Father, never! If you had taken care of me since my youngest age, maybe things would have been different....'he yelled, knowing none would hear him anyway.
It wasn't the first time for him. He had been beaten so many times, and cursed so many times... But no one ever cared about him, he could die in the middle of a corridor without anyone noticing! He was nothing but a Death Eater to everyone... If they only knew, if they only tried to understand.... But no, all there attentions were upon Potter, the Golden Boy, the one that would not be beaten by his relatives but spoiled... Or at list it was what he thought...
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Barbi : Thank you for your review! Well, I'll try to update frequently, but I'm in a French 10th grade, so I've got a bunch of homework every night, but I hope I'll be able to update every two days or something like that.
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Anna Taure : Thank you for your review! As you can see, there is no passages of the Diary in this chapter, but it'll come, I promise.
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