Summary: Aishe is a witch and Gypsy with a stepmother Erinn who abuses her. She is fighting for her life.
Disclaimer: I own Erinn, Aishe, her father, people's attitudes unless they are J.K. Rowling's, along with the plot. Other than that folks I do not own single beep beep beep beep beep beep thing.
I don't like this chapter very much I think I could have made it longer but it seemed like it would fit.
Professor Snape and Madam Pomfrey stared at Aishe for a good ten minutes. She seemed fragile the way her curls framed her thin face. But inside there was a struggle only she could break. Madam did all of the things to help her making sure she doesn't swallow her own tongue.
"Come in," said Dumbledore letting in the former death-eater. He watched the breathless teacher as he clung to a chair. Albus' eyes lost their twinkle when he saw the look in Snape's face.
"It's Aishe Malum! She had a nightmare about her mother dying and Erinn going after her. Then she woke up struggling to breath and…she went into shock. She is unconscious right now but it looks like she is losing her will to live." Albus stared for a few minutes and stood up abruptly.
"Severus I want you to get a stopper death potion and some salamander blood. I will tell you later." He said walking out of his office with Severus behind him.
Snape arrived ten seconds later in the hospital wing with the ingredients and poured the mixtures together. He shook his head it wasn't going to work. When you put them together there would be many miny explosions hat lasted for days. He gave it to the headmaster who nodded and prayed it would work.
Meanwhile…
Aishe smiled for the first time in years. She was near a pond while it was raining and it was warm. She looked at her mother's ghost.
"I love you Ashy and I mean it. But I can what a while until you come into the dead ready," she said giving Aishe her old pet name.
"But Ma I am ready. I feel ready," she said almost laughing.
"AISHE don't you every say that! I love you and it wasn't my fault that my time was before other peoples." She said dignified and looked down at her daughter who was in the fetal position ready for a beating.
Red slashes formed an X just in front of her chest. She looked down and up again. "Ma! What is going on?"
"Even in the deepest corner of an alley will you find love and many people in Hogwarts love you too! Don't forget that! Love is not what you think it is! Good bye." She pressed her cold hand against the living and whisked her away.
It was in the dead of night and Dumbledore was waiting. He had preformed a ritual on her body. He had put the potion onto his fingers and put an X on her chest and chanted things that even Snape hates to think about. But it wasn't over the patient had not woken up.
"Where am I?" She asked and smiled. "I'm alive! Ma was right" she said muttering and Snape looked at her his eyebrows knitting together.
"Did you just say you Mom said that?" he asked sharply turning and saw her in visible pain both emotionally and physically.
"I stayed in between worlds and mother forced me to stay alive. I could have easily be dead right know." She said and Snape nodded and wordlessly gave her a potion.