Okay this chapter shall be a little short but this is really just getting
into the plot. Believe me it gets better and better. Also a little more R
soon I promise.
Chapter 4
I woke with a splitting headache the next morning looking at the Quidditch clock next to the bed I couldn't help but smile a little. I was in Oliver's bed. But the blinding pain became shaper then any headache I had ever before and the pain seemed to travel down the back of my neck down my arm stopping at the bracelet. The first thing I wanted to do was rip it from my wrist and throw it out. But then Abby's warning came to me.
The pain was becoming blinding and I must have screamed with it as Oliver came rushing to me. I could feel myself contorting in pain on the bed and the sheets knotting around. I felt Oliver trying to hold me still but I bucked beneath his touch.
"Katie!" he screamed as I felt the fever engulf me. I have left the bed now, as if the fever has lifted me away from it all I am back standing before the Mirrors of Avalon again. My feet aren't even touching the ground but I don't care. I look into the mirrors and I see myself. I look as if I am underwater my hair is down to my knees and silver white, my skin is a pale blue and my eyes cold and silver. The vision screams, I cover my ears. The vision is me as a banshee. The image in the mirror smiles at me coldly.
"He'll hurt you more then you shall ever dream." And then the fire engulfs me again. The sheets are again knotted around me. I can feel Oliver holding me down but he is not alone, I open my eyes and see Abby and Dumbledore. They all look concerned.
"What happened?" Abby asked as she let me go. I felt my heart pound against my ribs. My lungs seem to have forgotten to breath and I gasp frantically. I can still feel the flames around me. I can still hear the cold voice that had echoed all around me. I could taste bile in the back of my throat. Before I answered I ran to the bathroom and was sick. Abby followed me and held my hair back as I emptied my stomach. Oliver stood at the door looking at me with large concerned eyes. Dumbledore put his hand on Oliver's shoulder and brought him back into the bedroom.
"You saw the mirror's again?" Abby said as I rinsed my mouth. I nodded squeezing my eyes shut trying to block the vision out. I had been a banshee. I had felt the coldness and the hate that lived in me in that form.
"I saw." I couldn't finish, I felt so weak. Abby came to me and walked me out to the bedroom. My legs felt like lead as I wobbled on them. I sat trying to catch my breath as they surrounded me. I looked up at Dumbledore, he always had answers. I needed to know if the Mirrors visions were fact.
"Miss Bell are you feeling better?" he asked softly coming closer to me. His royal blue robes were glinting with star dust. He handed me a small vile of red potion.
"Drink it." He said softly, I drank it without questioning him. I suddenly felt calmer and my heart didn't beat so fast.
"Now tell me what you saw this time."
"I was a banshee and I spoke." I said ignoring the puzzled look on Oliver's face. Abby gave Dumbledore a worried glance which I didn't miss.
"What did you hear?" Dumbledore said softly. He seemed overly urgent and my fear began to return.
"it said, 'he'll hurt you more then you shall ever dream'. Then it vanished. Sir I don't want to be a Banshee." I said my voice soft and scared as I looked into the headmaster's eyes.
"I know my dear. I am going to take the bracelet off though. We can't be sure. Madam Dumas has been known to be both evil and good. That's the trouble with spectres they are not one or the other. The bracelet may take both your souls or do nothing at all. The mirrors of Avalon they are a different story." Dumbledore bent down and reached for the bracelet. I pulled my hand away.
"No. my soul is one thing, but Oliver's he hasn't even seen the mirrors. I won't risk his soul." I said sternly with a strength that I never knew I had. As I did the bracelet snapped of and vanished before it hit the ground. I looked at it in horror, the bracelet was gone. The blinding pain returned and I fell to the ground. No one said anything, no one came near me as I felt the pain rip through me. I screamed in pain. I could taste blood in my mouth and all I could see was black.
"Katie." A soft voice whispered to me through the blackness and I went towards it. Madam Dumas.
"You what do you want from me now. Is my soul not enough!" I screamed through clenched teeth.
"That is not what I wanted at all. I am here to show you your life. I am here to give you a second chance to stop what you saw in the Mirrors. To stop the pain. For he will only hurt you." She said. I could see her more clearly now, no longer was she a bent over old woman but she was young and tall, her skin was pale. Her dark hair fell to her waist. She held her hand out.
"I'm here to help you from making a mistake which you will regret for the rest of your life." She said. She waved a staff high in the air and suddenly I was in Hogwarts, watching myself at what looked like a Yule Ball.
"They can not hear you nor can they see you. This is sort of like a glimpse at what you are heading towards when you go back to Hogwarts this year." Madam Dumas said as she turned to watch.
Chapter 4
I woke with a splitting headache the next morning looking at the Quidditch clock next to the bed I couldn't help but smile a little. I was in Oliver's bed. But the blinding pain became shaper then any headache I had ever before and the pain seemed to travel down the back of my neck down my arm stopping at the bracelet. The first thing I wanted to do was rip it from my wrist and throw it out. But then Abby's warning came to me.
The pain was becoming blinding and I must have screamed with it as Oliver came rushing to me. I could feel myself contorting in pain on the bed and the sheets knotting around. I felt Oliver trying to hold me still but I bucked beneath his touch.
"Katie!" he screamed as I felt the fever engulf me. I have left the bed now, as if the fever has lifted me away from it all I am back standing before the Mirrors of Avalon again. My feet aren't even touching the ground but I don't care. I look into the mirrors and I see myself. I look as if I am underwater my hair is down to my knees and silver white, my skin is a pale blue and my eyes cold and silver. The vision screams, I cover my ears. The vision is me as a banshee. The image in the mirror smiles at me coldly.
"He'll hurt you more then you shall ever dream." And then the fire engulfs me again. The sheets are again knotted around me. I can feel Oliver holding me down but he is not alone, I open my eyes and see Abby and Dumbledore. They all look concerned.
"What happened?" Abby asked as she let me go. I felt my heart pound against my ribs. My lungs seem to have forgotten to breath and I gasp frantically. I can still feel the flames around me. I can still hear the cold voice that had echoed all around me. I could taste bile in the back of my throat. Before I answered I ran to the bathroom and was sick. Abby followed me and held my hair back as I emptied my stomach. Oliver stood at the door looking at me with large concerned eyes. Dumbledore put his hand on Oliver's shoulder and brought him back into the bedroom.
"You saw the mirror's again?" Abby said as I rinsed my mouth. I nodded squeezing my eyes shut trying to block the vision out. I had been a banshee. I had felt the coldness and the hate that lived in me in that form.
"I saw." I couldn't finish, I felt so weak. Abby came to me and walked me out to the bedroom. My legs felt like lead as I wobbled on them. I sat trying to catch my breath as they surrounded me. I looked up at Dumbledore, he always had answers. I needed to know if the Mirrors visions were fact.
"Miss Bell are you feeling better?" he asked softly coming closer to me. His royal blue robes were glinting with star dust. He handed me a small vile of red potion.
"Drink it." He said softly, I drank it without questioning him. I suddenly felt calmer and my heart didn't beat so fast.
"Now tell me what you saw this time."
"I was a banshee and I spoke." I said ignoring the puzzled look on Oliver's face. Abby gave Dumbledore a worried glance which I didn't miss.
"What did you hear?" Dumbledore said softly. He seemed overly urgent and my fear began to return.
"it said, 'he'll hurt you more then you shall ever dream'. Then it vanished. Sir I don't want to be a Banshee." I said my voice soft and scared as I looked into the headmaster's eyes.
"I know my dear. I am going to take the bracelet off though. We can't be sure. Madam Dumas has been known to be both evil and good. That's the trouble with spectres they are not one or the other. The bracelet may take both your souls or do nothing at all. The mirrors of Avalon they are a different story." Dumbledore bent down and reached for the bracelet. I pulled my hand away.
"No. my soul is one thing, but Oliver's he hasn't even seen the mirrors. I won't risk his soul." I said sternly with a strength that I never knew I had. As I did the bracelet snapped of and vanished before it hit the ground. I looked at it in horror, the bracelet was gone. The blinding pain returned and I fell to the ground. No one said anything, no one came near me as I felt the pain rip through me. I screamed in pain. I could taste blood in my mouth and all I could see was black.
"Katie." A soft voice whispered to me through the blackness and I went towards it. Madam Dumas.
"You what do you want from me now. Is my soul not enough!" I screamed through clenched teeth.
"That is not what I wanted at all. I am here to show you your life. I am here to give you a second chance to stop what you saw in the Mirrors. To stop the pain. For he will only hurt you." She said. I could see her more clearly now, no longer was she a bent over old woman but she was young and tall, her skin was pale. Her dark hair fell to her waist. She held her hand out.
"I'm here to help you from making a mistake which you will regret for the rest of your life." She said. She waved a staff high in the air and suddenly I was in Hogwarts, watching myself at what looked like a Yule Ball.
"They can not hear you nor can they see you. This is sort of like a glimpse at what you are heading towards when you go back to Hogwarts this year." Madam Dumas said as she turned to watch.