A/N:

You can't have failed to notice the fact that my penname has changed once more ... I didn't like WITFLAG, so Swanheart I am ...

Very short chapter, I know. Very much written on the spur of the moment so excuse mistakes and the fact that it's not that good.

# denotes what Aurora sees in a vision or flashback #


Aurora had thought that her powers had returned to her fully, but she had been wrong. Somehow she was translocated, not to London, but to a cliff top in a place she did not recognise.

Or perhaps this was meant to happen, she thought to herself as she looked around gingerly.

There was nothing in sight except the land that she was standing on and the great blue expanse of the sea. No people, no houses, and not even an animal grazed on the land. No ships sailed on the sea, and the only sound she could hear were the great waves crashing onto the rocks far below her.

Slowly she walked towards the cliff edge to look down to the sea below. She could see a small sandy beach hidden in a cove, but there was no way for her to get down to the beach. Normally she would have translocated down to the beach, but as her translocation skills seemed to have gone, she would have to settle for getting down the steep cliff-side another way. She formed the image of a gull in her mind and slipped slowly into it, grateful of the simplicity of the gull's mind. Fighting off the sudden urge to catch fish, she floated for a while on the thermals of air, glad of their warmth for it was cold.

Eventually she made her way down to the beach, landing back in her own form. She took of her boots, and, clutching them in one hand and her rucksack in the other, she picked her way carefully around the cove to some rock pools that were lying just above the sand. Along her way she stopped to pick up stones and shells, as she had always collected small tokens of nature. Some of these she put in her bag, remembering the nature code 'take only memories, leave only footprints' but not really caring about it. She did not care for very much any more. Her long dress and coat brushed the floor, picking up sand as she walked.

She wondered if Will had gone to the Manor yet and found that she was not there. Her father would probably guess now that she had gone to his flat, and would find her there. But would he? she asked herself. Her father knew she wanted to be alone, as much as he wanted to see her. There would be time for her to see him later.

On reaching the rock pools, she found that there was one rock that stuck above the rest, sort of like a small stage. She threw her bag and boots down on the open sand and virtually ran towards it. As she ran somewhere a floodgate in her memory opened and she screamed in pain as vision-like images hit her.

# A small child in a knee-length white dress bound at the waist by a small red sash running along the same rocks as Aurora herself now sat on, her blonde hair unbound and flying, sea spray coating her from head to foot in a thin layer of water. She dropped to her knees in a sort of bow, and then stood with her arms open wide. #

"Eldara?" Aurora stuttered before the vision gripped her once more.

# Another child, older now, perhaps eleven or twelve, wearing a dress identical to the one the small girl had worn, only longer, calf-length rather than knee-length. Her hair too was long and blonde, and it too was unbound and flying in a swift sea breeze. Waves lapped at her pale feet. #

"But . . . she . . . dead . . ."

# The final girl was not so much a girl as a young woman. The dress she wore was virtually identical to the one the other two girls had been wearing, but this time it was ankle-length. Her mass of blonde wavy hair stretched all of the way down her back to finish just before her bottom, and this time it was bound slightly by being pulled back by small silver clips at her temples. Her eyes were large and bright blue, the colour of the sea in front of the rock that she was kneeling on. Her arms were stretched out to the sea, praising it almost, embracing the ocean. #

Aurora's vision/flashback ended, leaving her head and her eyesight spinning. She had fallen when the vision had hit her, and she was now stretched out on the rocks. Water trickled into her ear, and she reached up to wipe it away and found that it was not water but her blood. Slowly she felt the top of her head, and found a large graze above her ear. Her hands and arms were scraped too, blood oozing from the cuts.

Slowly she sat up, her dizziness subsiding slightly. Was it Eldara that she had seen, or some other child? The first girl had really looked like her, but she had not got old enough to be the second or third figures ... had she? Aurora sighed. Too much had happened over the past few days for her to even contemplate the fact that her sister could still be alive somewhere.

"I'm not alive," whispered a voice from in front of her.

Aurora looked up and into brilliant blue eyes. A hand touched her cheek lightly, but when she reached to touch it she felt nothing. She could feel the tears welling in her eyes once more, and she fought to hold them back.

"I just thought you needed to know that I'll always be here if you need me."

"Why are you here?"

"I am here because your heart called for me to be here."

"My heart ..."

"Your heart begged me to come. The Otherworld Elders thought I should come and see you. They feared you would try to take your own life."

"Goddess knows I've tried ... but it is not possible for me to."

"Indeed."

"What are you?"

"A sort of a ghost."

Aurora changed the subject as she was uncomfortable with ghosts. "I thought you wouldn't grow up."

"We age in the Otherworld until we reach eighteen summers."

"Then what?"

"I do not know."

"I feel so lost without you Dara. I do not know if I can survive this test."

"You must. Draco knew not what he did for he was under a curse."

Aurora raised one eyebrow. "Really?"

"Yes."

"He ..." Her face turned dark. "Who put it on him?"

"You must not seek revenge muinthel." [A/N: sister]

"But ..."

"Do not argue with me."

"That is the first time you have ever told me directly to do something ..."

"I have changed in the ten years we have been apart as much as you have."

Eldara sighed. "I am afraid I must leave you now."

"Why ...?"

"Amme needs me. Her grief equals yours on this day." Eldara stood up. "And Rora?"

"Yes?"

"Avo estel awartho." [A/N: Do not abandon hope]

"Estel er olor aen." [A/N: Hope is only an illusion]

Eldara seemed to sigh, then shimmered slightly and disappeared, much like a normal sorceress did when translocating.

Aurora put down her head and cried. It seemed that she had been doing a lot of this recently, but she did not care.

One more night
To bear this nightmare
What more do I have to say?

Eldara had said that Draco had been under a curse, and her sister would never lie to her. Which of the three curses would make him act in the way that they wanted him to act? Was it the imperius curse?

Crying for me was never worth a tear
My lonely soul is only filled with fear ...

Surely her sister would not lie to her? Unless that ghost-type thing had not really been her sister ...

Long hours of loneliness
Between me and the sea ...

She could have been an illusion to make her think that Eldara was really still with her, in her heart, created by someone to help her get through all of this ...

Losing emotion
Finding devotion ...

But she had certainly looked and spoken like Eldara would have done ten years on ... and she had known things only a sorceress would have known, things about the Otherworld ...

Should I dress in white and search the sea?
As I always wished to be ...

Aurora had not been able to touch the mind of the ghost like she could with all of the ones at Hogwarts. Had she really been a ghost? Or had she been an illusion ...

One with the waves
Ocean Soul ...

Her mind was going in complete circles. She wanted to scream and sob until her voice was hoarse and her tears were no more. For some reason her throat would let out no sound, though tears still streamed down her face, cutting through the salt that the sea had left there. Her mind spun ...

Walking the tideline
I hear your name
Is angels whispering
Something so beautiful it hurts ...

Slowly Aurora stood up. Her hair hung in her face, matted with sand that had been lying on the rocks and the blood from the cut on her head. Her hands were still bleeding, bloody oozing from the cuts. One gash she did not remember being there before she now saw, snaking its way on her inner left forearm from her palm to her elbow, a long thin cut. Looking down to her right hand, she saw a small knife was now there, blood upon the blade. She had no idea how it had got there ...

I only wished to become something beautiful
Through my music, through my silent devotion ...

She moved forwards, towards the tide line. The tide was coming in, and she stepped into the water. It was cold around her ankles but she did not care as she waded deeper and deeper into the sea. When it reached her waist she stopped and turned back up to face the cliffs and beach.

A lone figure stood atop the cliff. She knew who it was, and wished he was not here to see her do what she thought she had to do. She threw the knife with all her might at him, and it flew straight and true, guided by her will, to land at his feet.

Aurora turned back to the sea and continued walking. When it reached her shoulders she stopped again, but did not turn back. She took one more step forwards and plunged off the shelf into the depths of the dark black sea ...

Losing emotion
Finding devotion
Should I dress in white and search the sea?
As I always wished to be
One with the waves
Ocean Soul ...


A/N:

So? Good chapter or not? I wrote it after I wrote the next chapter [which I do have, but none of you will read until you all review]

The song is Ocean Soul by Nightwish. I hate it because it makes me cry whenever I hear it now that I know what it's about properly. I always knew it was a sad song, but I didn't realise ... #cries# Poor, poor Tuomas ...

Dedication : Alexi Laiho. I don't know why, it just seems right #sighs# Damn Kimberly Goss ... If you don't know who he is, look him up in a search engine. I happen to find him attractive [I still don't know why]. Also Tony Kakko because he rocks [I don't find him attractive, for the record]. And Janne Warman because he rocks too and is strangely attractive.

People:

Clairie: No porn. No Will and Rora. It won't happen so stop asking ... Busted are shite. Get it into your head!!! There is nothing good about them. Where are the lead guitarists when they play on TV?? There are lead guitar parts, but they only ever play rhythm ...

Arduriel Vuorinen: Terve! Mitä kuuluu? En puhu suomea ... Your teddy bear rocks [literally] Found out why the Nightingale sings yet??

DLSnapeKurama18: How old are you?? You really should see Nightwish. Even if you have no idea who they are ... Addie may kill me for encouraging you to like them [we want as little competition for our future husbands as possible] but you seem like a decent person ... what sort of music do you like [bands]? Bleh pop bleh. Evil, evil, evil music ...

A-G-S/Elizabeth: I've read your chapter[s] that you put up. I think it's been two since I last updated ... Will is sweet ... but somehow I feel Draco is better, regardless of how mean he's been ... You will update again soon right??


#Thou art born for Horus dwells in thee#