Damaged Little Doll
Chapter Six: Not My Memories
Written by: Watch.The.Rain
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to Harry Potter, Sailor Moon, or any other reference I may use from other random movies.
Author's Note: This is not an official chapter, because my beta has yet to read this through. So there might be some editing being done for this chapter, but until then, please enjoy. By the way, sorry for the shortness. One more chapter left until we can finally get to some Hogwarts business. :)
-Not My Memories-
"It does not do good to dwell on dreams and forget to live."
- Albus Dumbledore
-Not My Memories-
Author's POV
After the agonizing pierce through her neck – the sound of her own voice screaming in fear and in pain – she felt herself falling into a black empty abyss. She could only hear her own slow, shallow breath escaping through her lips. Feeling the painful push she felt against her young heart and another trying to push itself into her thoughts.
Pictures then began to play in her mind. Pictures that would probably haunt her for a dreadfully long time. Like a preview you would get from a movie, different scenes of what seemed to be memories.
-Flash -
"Please, not Harry! Not Harry!"
A screamed then was finally heard after all the pleading, followed by a sudden flash of green light. Silence then filled the room, but soon was filled by the somber cries of an infant.
-Flash-
Kneeling before a dark figure, a thin pale greasy haired man was shaking in fear – maybe even in anger? "A prophecy has been made, my lord. By a seer, who shares the same bloodline with Cassandra Trelawny."
-Flash-
A tall graceful woman with two long golden tresses trailing behind her, dragged behind her a pail of water towards her garden. Humming a tune of some sort of lullaby, happily.
Just as she was about to water her lilies, she casually looked up to find the shock of her life. Dropping the heavy pail at her feet, her blue eyes became so wide with shock and pain, she opened her mouth to scream, "No!"
In front of her, were two bodies dressed in gorgeous white gowns. A thick rope hung around both their necks to the entrance of a gazebo. Both swinging side by side in the air.
One of them seemed to be an older version of the shock woman. Her hair was a striking white, matted to her face with blood. The once beautiful white flowing gown was now torn and shredded, barely giving her any decency. Blood dripped down her pale arms and legs onto the floor. Drip. Drip.
The other beside her was a mirror image of the new crying woman. Unlike the one beside her, she was without the gruesome blood. It seemed as if she was untouched except for the marking near her neck. Her face was frozen in fear amd shock. Her eyes stayed wide and mouth opened as if she was still screaming. Her gaze staring above her.
-Flash-
"Leave my daughter alone!" Screamed a woman with two long white tresses, trying to fight off the Inferis. The dead all tried crawling up against her body: biting, clawing, and grabbing as much as they can from her.
"Mum!" Screamed a young woman. Her long blonde dumpling hair flowed behind her as she lifted her skirt up a bit, running towards her mother. "Mum!"
"No! Run Serenity!" Screamed back the older woman. Her hair was being clawed out; her pale skin bleeding and gashed; bodies climbing on her, biting her flesh. Although in pain, the woman was doing as much as she can to hex the disgusting creatures away.
From no where, a death eater grabbed the young woman by the waist from going any closer to aid her mother. In panic, Serenity turned around in the mystery figure's arms and tried to claw her way from him. Accidentally, knocking his white mask away. Now able to see the person's face, she froze, "Severus?" There was a look of betrayal written all over her face. Including pain, as if he just took her heart and used crucio a thousand times over.
She tried stepping away from him, but Severus grabbed both her arms and pulled her back tightly against him. He stared deep into her blue eyes with a desperate look, "We can still save your mother, Ren. All you have to do is become his vessel."
"Don't listen to him!" Her mother yelled. She was now being held down by the Inferis. Still struggling, but not as much as before. Old age was finally catching up to her, it wasn't much of a surprise she was losing the fight in her.
There was clearly a look of lost in her face, as she looked from her mother to Severus and back again a few times. Knowing she really had nothing to lose, she decided she would try for the sake of her mother. "A vessel, you say?" She asked, not really bothering for an answer as she agreed to be used as this vessel. She felt defeated as she looked back at her mother helplessly.
Severus gently lead her towards a tall figure, covered in nothing but black. Just as Severus was about to take a few steps back, she grabbed his arm, pulling him back towards her. By the look of her face, it seemed she knew what awaits her.
She took off a golden band from her finger and placed it on Severus' pinky. She then looked up into his dark eyes and smiled. The very last image she wanted him to remember her by. "Take care of my sister."
With that, she let go of his hand and walked towards her fate.
-Flash-
It was close to sunset as two young lovers walked hand in hand by a lake.
The woman squeezed the man's hand gently as she leaned in against him with a secretive smile. "I wonder, dear Mr. Snape, if you will be the man at the end of my alter."
The man smirked, looking down at her over his long crooked nose. "You would like that, wouldn't you? Well, Ms. White. It seems you will just have to wait and see."
Serenity stopped to wrap her arms around Severus' neck. "Don't make me wait too long, dear heart. For you never know, it might be a little to late." She then gave him a soft smile before leaving a kiss on his pale cheek.
-Flash-
"Here comes the bride. All dressed in white -" a young woman in a peach colored gown sang. "I can't believe you're really going to marry Caleb Wyndham. The Dark Prince," the same woman commented as she placed a white gold tiara between her own image's dumplings.
"And I can't believe you are with that greasy git, Snape. Isn't he a half blood?" The other woman, just as identical as the other said, as she smoothed out her wedding dress, watching her sister fiddle with the tiara on her head. Wincing as she felt one of the pins poked her on the head, she sighed dramatically, "and all this time, I was hoping you would have a sort of fancy towards our dear cousin Sirius."
"What can I say? I'm highly allergic to pompous prats."
The bride laughed, "Imagine what our older sister would say to us now, if she had any say at all in our choice of men."
The twins looked at the mirror and scrunched up their faces in a scowl, ready to mimick their eldest. "A disgrace! To think you are a White! I hope unhappiness befall on the both of you! Disgusting things."
They then turned to one another and broke into a joyous laughter.
-Flash-
"Daddy!" squealed three little girls. All wrapping their arms around the tall wizard in excitement.
"Girls, let your father rest a bit. He is only here for a short visit. He has to go back to Hogwarts soon." Their mother said to them sternly.
The wizard wave at the woman, carelessly, "Nonsense. It's why I am here. To play with my little angels."
-Not My Memories-
No later after the last memory, she felt herself spiraling back to her body. The cold heavy weight still on top of her now frail, weak one. She slowly opened her eyes towards her father, who stood up from his seat with no expression on his face and walked away.
With the last bit of energy she had, she reached out towards him, but he didn't see her. Her voice was lost and all she could do was mouth the word 'papa,' before her world turned dark once more.
-Not My Memories-
08/10/05
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