Disclaimer: Wish I had it, don't own it anyways. The song belongs to Charlotte Church.
Chapter 6
There are days when we forget that what we had is no longer there.
I thought about my mother, I heard her voice singing. It was a strange lullaby, as if she already knew what I was going through now, trying to get me out of my own darkness.
When the night is still
And the sea is calm
Lonely shadow, you call upon me
Lay by my side
Fear not tonight
Lonely shadow, you'll find a new light
Dream a dream
And see through angel's eyes
A place where we can fly away
Ride with me upon a shining star,
Above the moonlit sky
We will find Elysium
Hear the nightingale
Sing a lullaby
Lonely shadow, you'll find a new light
Dawn will be kind,
All will be bright,
Lonely shadow, rise from the darkness
Dream a dream, etc.
I am the lonely shadow held in someone's arms. It's a warm glow around me. I wake up in the light and someone's hands in my own.
I don't move and stay still, just receding in my whims of sleep and dreams. Sadly, Draco noticed this, he hadn't slept in fact, as he towered me, it seemed he hadn't slept for a while.
He silently walks away and towards the nurse's office. Madame Pomphrey comes in her usual bustle and checks me and forces me to take potions and some food. I catch phrases of my condition from her. How I have been unconscious for a week, how I would have sudden attacks and start screaming.
I never paid much attention to her comments, instead I watch Draco who silently stares back, his eyes hazy as if he were staring at something that isn't there or just something in his imagination.
Madame Pomphrey leaves a bit later, and just as I was falling under the effects of the sleeping potion, Draco whispers, "Why?"
I couldn't have answered that even I was coherent enough to do so.
He knows, and it torments me. Somehow, he has figured the cause of these twisted lies, like a labyrinth in my mind. I want to kick him out, curse, anything to make him disappear. And he does, or at least so my mind leads me to think.
I must stop hiding from them. Imperio, nor my own whims can keep the shadows of reality from myself.
As I slip into the cold darkness, I know I've returned. I can just see the hidden obscure memories flit across my mind. It was a dream I forgot, a lonely shadow.
If I had noticed, which I never did, Draco was still there a shadow's ghost hauling my form back to it all. Yes, it was time…for something….something to behold.
Time for the beginning end.
A/N: Sorry for the wait! THANKS TO ALL THE REVIEWERS! I LOVE YOU ALL!RESPONSES:
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And TEASER for the next chapter!.
"Harry don't you see? He's after you too. Soon they'll all know," replied the figure. Harry's eyes shone with a determination and anger… "He's not here, so forget him, I won't let you take me down with you." He muttered, turning around and left.
The figure stood alone in the hallway. "Yes, but he'll find you Harry, and I'll be there to catch you, you don't see it but he's killing you, I already see the cracks." He whispered to himself.
He too walked away, a slight smirk on his face.