The Chronicles of My Life: Escaping to the World Beyond

Myeisha: I can't wait to see what you come up with next!

Harry: Yeah! What's going to happen to Myeisha?

KS: You will have to see now wont you? Its your turn Myeisha!

Myeisha: KS does not own Harry Potter. She only owns the plot and any added characters like me!

KS: Good job! Now on with the story!

Summary: Myeisha is girl from our world who is mistreated. Not knowing that she can do magic she accidently wishes she could leave her world. Is the next one any better? Will she survive Harry Potter's world of witchcraft and wizardry?
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(A/N)- Author Notes

Description

''-Talking to one's self.

What Happened Before:

I pull out my wand and the next thing Dumbledore knew was darkness. Tears slid down my cheek as I fell to the floor again. Warm arms found there way around my shivering shoulders. Someone kept asking what he did to me over and over again. I can feel myself slipping into darkness and knew that I had to tell them the truth before I passed out.

"He entered my mind... He, he ripped it apart trying to search for my memories of the last ten years... He, he didn't find them... He, he couldn't find them..." I say with the last of my strength as I welcome the darkness...

Chapter 8: Darkness and Voices are Never Good...

"Albus Dumbledore you are hereby banned from Hogwarts of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

'Goodbye Dumbledore!'

The darkness surrounded me. Threatening to bury me. I fought it for as long as I could. But it wasn't enough. I can hear Harry calling my name. I can feel his tears, his anguish. I can hear screams as I am lifted from where I lay on the floor. I can feel my shattered mind laying in the vortex of what used to be my mind.

I can feel death coming to me. Its ready to take me away. Darn that stupid Dumbledore. He's gone and killed me. For what? For some stupid memories of the last ten years? Why? So he can see my tortured past? Somebody save me! Help me! I'm losing my battle! My life flashes before me and then spirals down into the vortex. I didn't make a difference.

'I am worth nothing. '

'Why are you fighting?'

'What about Harry? He needs me!'

'No he doesn't. Not anymore.'

'But what about the fact that I was his first and best friend?'

'Now he has a whole house full of friends!'

'What about all I did for him?'

'Does it really matter? He would have found out eventually.'

'Why am I arguing with myself?'

'Because if you don't put up a fight against yourself then you will die faster. At least this way you have given the school nurse time to work on you.'

'You're my shattered mind! Your trying to put yourself back together.'

'And she gets it in one try.'

'Why is this happening? Why us?'

'Because we are Dumbledore's only threat at the moment. You know how to do magic before even had your first class.'

'What about harry?'

'Don't worry about him. Right now worry about putting your mind back together.'

"Is she ever going to wake up?" Unknown voice

'What was that?'

'They are trying to revive you.'

'I'm not ready yet!'

'I know that's why they will fail and end up sending you deeper into you subconscious.'

'How can I put my mind back together again?'

'By going through your past. Relive your life. Then when you realize why your mind was so easily shattered then you can put it back together.'

'What do you mean relive my past?'

'You were trying to hide it from Dumbledore. By casting that spell of yours you put your memories in a special place in your subconscious.'

'I think I get it now. By putting myself under that spell I broke my memories up and scattered them. Now I have to retrieve them and put them back to the way they were. Because my memories are scattered my mind was weak. Because it was weak he was able to enter my head but couldn't find anything because its scattered. When Dumbledore went ripping through it, it only damaged the mind. Once I collect my memories it will be easier to put my mind back together again!'

'That's correct. Its nice that you finally listen to me.'

'What do you mean finally?'

'Before you would ignore my advice. Now that you have finally listened to some I can go back to sleep.'

'No please don't leave me alone!'

'Haven't you ever heard that its not good to hear voices in your head?'

'I don't care! I just don't want to be alone.'

'You are never alone.' Voice fades out

(Great now what do I do?)

(Oh yeah that's right! Sort through the memories.)

(Where are the memories.)

(Oh is that one?)

(Nope just more darkness...)

(Where are the stupid lights?)

(There are none duh.)

(Boy I wish it were light in here.)

(Did I just say in here?)

(I wonder where I am.)

(Duh in my brain.)

(Why me?)

(I said WHY ME!)

Silence

(Hey I think I stumbled upon a memory.)

(Which one is it?)

(Hey there are my parents!)

(What are they doing?)

(Oh yeah I remember this!)

(My sister won a contest.)

(Boy were they proud of her.)

(Hey here's another memory!)

(Hey there's Harry!)

(What are we doing?)

(Hey there's my real mum and dad!)

(This must be before Voldedork decided to kill my family and Harry's.)

(They look so happy!)

(I wish I knew them better.)

(Hey there Dumbleduck!)

(What's he doing there?)

(Hey there's that evil look in his eyes again. No wait they disappeared again.)

(I wonder how many more memories there are?)

(I think I'm going insane.)

About a hundred memories later I stopped to take a break. It's no easy to go through memories. I just stood there floating in an empty space I call my mind. I can actually feel pain now and some voice but they sound really far away. I again wonder how long I have been in here. I also wonder how much farther I have to go.

"She moved her pointer finger Madam Pomfrey!" A voice said.

"Good she is making progress. Soon she can be transferred to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injures.." Said what I assume to be Madam Pomfrey.

"Will I be able to see her when she wakes up?" Said the first voice.

"If Headmaster McGonagall allows you to. Now off with you. Curfew is in fifteen minutes.

"Thanks Madam Pomfrey!"

"Good Night Mr. Potter." Was Madam Pomfrey's answer.

'Harry here? No wait come back! Don't leave me alone Harry!' I cry inside my mind.

(I may as well get back to work.)

(The faster I get done. The faster I get back to Harry.)

Thousands of memories later I can start to feel a strain. I look around me and notice its not as dark anymore. Right in front of me is what looks like a ball.

(My core...)

I reach out and touch it and suddenly all the rest of my memories coming rushing back to me.

(Well that's one way to do it.)

'I wonder how my core got here?'

'I brought it here for you so you can speed up your recovery.'

'Are we going to be okay?'

'Nothing will be the same. I think that we are going to have a hard time trusting people huh?'

'Yeah... Can we agree that we at least trust Harry?'

'Yeah sure. Another thing that is going to happen is that your going to realize that you have matured. Faster then any other child. Just be more careful.'

'I will. Are you going to join with me now?'

'Yes... yes I will. Let's go out there and do our stuff!'

'Hahahaha...'

At that moment I open my eyes. There standing beside me is...

(A/N I really hope you like this chapter! It is supposed to be more comical. You know with Myeisha fighting with herself. I hope you guys were able to follow it okay...

Myeisha: You made me sound like a nutcase!

Harry: You are a nutcase.

KS: Now be nice you two. Myeisha you just had your mind ripped apart! Of course you will go insane because of it!

Myeisha: Humf...

KS: Well that's all folks! Don't forget to R&R!

Spoilers: "I will never be okay Harry."

"I will always be looking over my shoulder."

"I'm sorry I failed you."