This chapter is a little different to all the others; it is a big part of
the plot though. Bear with me, it gets back to what I deem normal near the
end. Those of you not old enough to remember David Lynch's Twin Peaks may
feel it's very odd, but those who watched that truly weird show will get it
straight away, sort of.
CHAPTER 9
I became aware of all the sounds around me. I can hear the hushed whispers of Sirius and Abby.
"What do you think?" Abby asked the tall escaped murderer. I heard him take a deep breath.
"I don't know Abby. Those damn visions can be convincing, they stopped me from being the secret keeper for Lily and James. Dumas told me that it would be the biggest mistake in my life. It was if I had been the secret keeper none of this would have happened, they'd still be alive. I'd have been with you these past twelve years." He said softly. I tried to stay still. Sirius Black was innocent.
"I have missed you Sirius. I have looked everywhere for Wormtail but there's no sign. He is gone deep underground. You can't stay here much longer, it's not safe." Abby sighed, I opened my eyes just slightly as I watched as Abby was folded into a warm embrace. I was right; they were more then just friends.
"I can stay a little longer. I don't want to leave you just yet. It's been so hard these past twelve years not being with you." He said kissing the top of her head. They stand there away from the window holding each other tightly.
Slowly I pretend to wake up. The two lovers come to my side and I see Abby smile down at me. She brush's my hair of my forehead in a motherly touch. I smile up at her and take a deep breath as I watch Abby trying to hide the fact she had been crying in Sirius's arms.
"Hey. What did you see?" she asked softly. As she sat on my bed and looked over her shoulder at the tall man standing in the shadows.
"I saw my wedding. But it wasn't like the mirror vision I saw in the shop. I wasn't crying I was happy, I mean very happy. But something weird happened then. Dumas went ash when she saw you and Sirius. You were pregnant. She said something about fate going awry." I said sitting up a little. Abby looked again at Sirius who came next to her now.
"I was at the wedding?" he said softly. I nodded. Abby smiled up at Sirius.
"What does it all mean? When I was waking up I heard a baby crying. I don't understand. Every time I see Dumas something contradicts the thing she showed me before. She doesn't even want my soul anymore she just keeps showing me stuff that makes no sense." I said as Abby reached her hand behind her for Sirius to hold.
"Each time you wake up things get altered a little. I suspect something Dumas has not foreseen has taken place, and her plans are still unclear. Don't trust her Katie, no matter what happens don't believe anything she tells you or shows you." Sirius said softly.
"Where's Oliver?" I asked noticing that he is nowhere to be seen.
"He was called to see Dumbledore; he should be back in a few minutes. Don't worry." Abby said smiling at me.
"Sirius why don't you go make the tea." Abby said smiling at him. He nodded and smiled, he knew that Abby wanted to talk to me about Oliver.
"Katie. You and Oliver are, well I shall say intimate. You are still young, both of you are. I know what is like when your boyfriend is older then you. You and I have that in common, that and there is a real chance that you shall both have to fight the same war. It will be hard on you both. You must be strong, never doubt the love you have. For one moment of doubt and everything can be lost. Do you love Oliver?" Abby asked, I look at her as if she asked me the most silly of questions.
"Yes, I love him." I said instantly. Abby smiled.
"I suppose he loves you too. I heard from his parents it was your idea for him to leave their house."
"It wasn't my idea. It was his." I said softly thinking again back to the last time Oliver saw his parents. Abby looked at me softly and stood walking back to the kitchen without saying a word. I slump back into the bed, I notice someone has undressed me and I am wearing an over sized t- shirt. I feel sleepy and I begin to fall asleep when I feel someone sit on the bed. I open my eyes and smile as Oliver smiles down at me.
"How ya feeling?" he asked his Scottish accent soothing any worry I held. He lay down next to me over the blanket. His hand rests on my stomach and his head on my shoulder. I breathe him in again and I smile as I relax a little.
"Oh I am fine. What did Dumbledore say?" I asked as I played with his fingers.
"Nothing, he wasn't there when I got there. I met MacGonagall and she said he hadn't even called for me. 'Twas very weird." He said kissing my neck, I feel him yawn a little and I too feel very tired all at once. Soon I can feel Oliver dozing on my shoulder and my eyes feel too heavy to open, slowly and against my will I fell asleep.
The dream I entered was strange, it was just one large black and white room, the walls were painted black; the furniture of a three piece suite, a coffee table and a large marble fireplace were all a brilliant white. I saw that someone was sitting on the white couch dress in Gryffindor Quidditch robes. Slowly I walked towards them; my bare feet sent out the echoing sound of high heels on wooden floors, a low booming sound too loud to be caused by my light steps alone. As I continued to walk across the room, I suddenly feel as if I am now part of the TV show my big sister Jenny used to watch, Twin Peaks. As I got to the couch I reach out my hand slowly to touch the Quidditch player's shoulder. Before I can touch him he turns and it is Oliver. He stood and looked at me as if I didn't belong in this strange black and white room.
"Katie, what are you doing here?" he asked as he came and stood before me, toe to toe. His eyes are large and look frightened; I can see tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Oliver; are you okay?" I asked. He looked terrified now as he takes my arm gently.
"Oh Merlin, Katie she will be here soon. If she sees you. If she knows your muggle born. I can't loose you. I won't let her take you." He said more to someone else then me. I feel as if I have missed something important.
"Oh you are wearing the bracelet, maybe she won't be cross then. Oh god I love you, I wish I could really tell you how much I love you." His voice is panicked and quick.
"Oliver, you're scaring me." I said in a soft voice as he ushers me by the arm to a corner.
"You are so very beautiful; I have only ever had eyes for you, from the very moment you ran me over with a trolley. I was so jealous when you were dating Cedric Diggory, I never thought I could compete with him. I know you only saw him for three weeks, but god those three weeks cut through me like knives. But you made love to me. I still can't believe how lucky and honoured I felt when you chose me to be your first. I always knew you would be mine. I waited for you. God I would never tell you that in the real world." He was clearly talking in a dream state, but it didn't explain why I was in his dream and who the she was that scared Oliver so much. I suddenly became aware of the footsteps of another person. They were growing louder and louder until I saw who was making them. To my surprise a tiny fierce looking old woman stood leaning on a cane, her face had more pock marks then anyone I had ever seen, it looked as if someone had picked pieces out of her face. Her eyes were cold and ice blue. She stood leaned over balancing on her cane.
"Oliver! A mud blood in my house! What are you thinking? She will destroy you. You must leave her at once." The old woman screamed as she raised her old wand.
"But grandmother!" Oliver protested trying to walk to the old woman.
"I shall not have her here." The old woman screamed. Oliver stood in front of me his arms behind him holding me close to him. The old woman muttered a curse and blue light shot from her wand and hit Oliver. I felt him tense with pain and he fell to the ground.
"See Mud Blood, you have destroyed him, he the last of the great Wood clan and you have destroyed him." The old witch cackled. I fell to my knees beside Oliver. I rested his head on my knees. He had a tiny trickle of blood running from the corner of his mouth. His breathing was slow and shallow.
"Katie, I am so sorry. I love you." He ran his hand over my cheek, I was crying and he wiped the tears away.
"Know in the real world I would die for you." He said as he died in my arms. I sat there in the odd black and white room with him on my lap, dead. I knew it was a dream, but it felt so real, I closed Oliver's eyes and kissed his soft lips. Tears fell onto his still face.
I woke crying and in Oliver's arms. I looked outside and saw that night had fallen. I looked at Oliver, who was still sleeping; his arms were knotted around me.
"Oliver." I said trying to wake him. He woke slowly and smiled up at me.
"God I had the most awful dream, I died in your arms." he said touching my face gently as if to make sure I was still there with him.
"In a black and white room?" I asked; he looked at me oddly.
"Yeah, my grandmother called you a, you-know-what. Then she"
"Shot blue light out of her wand at you." I finished his sentence; he sat up and looked as puzzled and confused as I felt.
"What the hell is going on?" Oliver said as I felt tears well. I couldn't get the image of him dying in my arms out of my mind. I took a deep breath and he folded me into his arms.
"Oliver, make love to me. I need to feel you." I whispered softly in his ear. He looked at me and ran his hand over my hair looking deep into my eyes. I think he felt the needed too. The nightmare had shaken us both, we needed the contact, the knowledge that we were still together, still near. He kissed me softly on the cheek and kissed my lips so softly it was like air. Slowly and gently he pulled the t-shirt off over my head revealing my white cotton bra, he smiled at me and took it off running his fingers under the band over my shoulder, he slipped it off and kissed my freshly exposed skin.
When we were both naked we lay there for a while just looking at each other, casting each other to heart. Running tickling fingertips over curves and dips; mouths searching for each other's taste. Slowly he filled me again, and I felt so completely happy that moment knowing that everything would be fine. I was with Oliver, he would protect me. We made love slowly and gently as we savoured each of the fresh sensations that ran through our bodies. Unlike our first time, we spent much more time now just studying each other. Our eyes never broke contact as he filled me, as he kissed me. We didn't sleep when we finished, we lay there holding each other until dawn filled the room.
"Why did we have the same dream?" he asked as he played with my knotted hair, I rolled onto my side and looked at him. I smiled as I see his rich brown eyes smile at me. Looking at him I know that I would never grow tired of looking at him. I ran my finger over his cheek softly, he needed a shave.
"I don't know, but you mentioned the bracelet, the dream might have been another one of Dumas's tricks, this time she chose to bring you into it too." I said as I kissed him again.
"You have to go back to Hogwarts tomorrow." Oliver said softly as he held me close to his naked body. I seem to fit like a missing piece that belonged to him, ying and yang, different yet the same; two parts joined together. Soul mates?
"I know; this week has been eventful." I said softly as I feel him kissing me gently on my shoulder.
"I know what you mean, but I wouldn't change what has happened between us. Would you?" he asked almost fearfully.
"Not a single second of it. I love you Wood." I said smiling broadly at him.
"Well Bell, as your former captain, as your boyfriend. I demand a letter everyday." He teased trying to sound as if he was giving me an order.
"Demand, do you Wood?" I said rolling over arching my eyebrow expertly, sitting on his stomach. I smile down at him.
"Oh yes, I demand it." He said smiling up at me as I pinned his arms beside his head.
"Well then I have my own demands. Firstly, I demand a letter everyday also; secondly I demand to see you every Hogmeade weekend you can get away from Puddlemere." I said smiling down at him.
"I think I can do that." He laughed as he rolled so he pinned me instead. He leant down and kissed me.
"I love you Bell." He smiled as he looked down on me. His eyes were filled with love and adoration. I smiled as he just looked at me.
"I love you Wood." I smiled as he kissed me again.
CHAPTER 9
I became aware of all the sounds around me. I can hear the hushed whispers of Sirius and Abby.
"What do you think?" Abby asked the tall escaped murderer. I heard him take a deep breath.
"I don't know Abby. Those damn visions can be convincing, they stopped me from being the secret keeper for Lily and James. Dumas told me that it would be the biggest mistake in my life. It was if I had been the secret keeper none of this would have happened, they'd still be alive. I'd have been with you these past twelve years." He said softly. I tried to stay still. Sirius Black was innocent.
"I have missed you Sirius. I have looked everywhere for Wormtail but there's no sign. He is gone deep underground. You can't stay here much longer, it's not safe." Abby sighed, I opened my eyes just slightly as I watched as Abby was folded into a warm embrace. I was right; they were more then just friends.
"I can stay a little longer. I don't want to leave you just yet. It's been so hard these past twelve years not being with you." He said kissing the top of her head. They stand there away from the window holding each other tightly.
Slowly I pretend to wake up. The two lovers come to my side and I see Abby smile down at me. She brush's my hair of my forehead in a motherly touch. I smile up at her and take a deep breath as I watch Abby trying to hide the fact she had been crying in Sirius's arms.
"Hey. What did you see?" she asked softly. As she sat on my bed and looked over her shoulder at the tall man standing in the shadows.
"I saw my wedding. But it wasn't like the mirror vision I saw in the shop. I wasn't crying I was happy, I mean very happy. But something weird happened then. Dumas went ash when she saw you and Sirius. You were pregnant. She said something about fate going awry." I said sitting up a little. Abby looked again at Sirius who came next to her now.
"I was at the wedding?" he said softly. I nodded. Abby smiled up at Sirius.
"What does it all mean? When I was waking up I heard a baby crying. I don't understand. Every time I see Dumas something contradicts the thing she showed me before. She doesn't even want my soul anymore she just keeps showing me stuff that makes no sense." I said as Abby reached her hand behind her for Sirius to hold.
"Each time you wake up things get altered a little. I suspect something Dumas has not foreseen has taken place, and her plans are still unclear. Don't trust her Katie, no matter what happens don't believe anything she tells you or shows you." Sirius said softly.
"Where's Oliver?" I asked noticing that he is nowhere to be seen.
"He was called to see Dumbledore; he should be back in a few minutes. Don't worry." Abby said smiling at me.
"Sirius why don't you go make the tea." Abby said smiling at him. He nodded and smiled, he knew that Abby wanted to talk to me about Oliver.
"Katie. You and Oliver are, well I shall say intimate. You are still young, both of you are. I know what is like when your boyfriend is older then you. You and I have that in common, that and there is a real chance that you shall both have to fight the same war. It will be hard on you both. You must be strong, never doubt the love you have. For one moment of doubt and everything can be lost. Do you love Oliver?" Abby asked, I look at her as if she asked me the most silly of questions.
"Yes, I love him." I said instantly. Abby smiled.
"I suppose he loves you too. I heard from his parents it was your idea for him to leave their house."
"It wasn't my idea. It was his." I said softly thinking again back to the last time Oliver saw his parents. Abby looked at me softly and stood walking back to the kitchen without saying a word. I slump back into the bed, I notice someone has undressed me and I am wearing an over sized t- shirt. I feel sleepy and I begin to fall asleep when I feel someone sit on the bed. I open my eyes and smile as Oliver smiles down at me.
"How ya feeling?" he asked his Scottish accent soothing any worry I held. He lay down next to me over the blanket. His hand rests on my stomach and his head on my shoulder. I breathe him in again and I smile as I relax a little.
"Oh I am fine. What did Dumbledore say?" I asked as I played with his fingers.
"Nothing, he wasn't there when I got there. I met MacGonagall and she said he hadn't even called for me. 'Twas very weird." He said kissing my neck, I feel him yawn a little and I too feel very tired all at once. Soon I can feel Oliver dozing on my shoulder and my eyes feel too heavy to open, slowly and against my will I fell asleep.
The dream I entered was strange, it was just one large black and white room, the walls were painted black; the furniture of a three piece suite, a coffee table and a large marble fireplace were all a brilliant white. I saw that someone was sitting on the white couch dress in Gryffindor Quidditch robes. Slowly I walked towards them; my bare feet sent out the echoing sound of high heels on wooden floors, a low booming sound too loud to be caused by my light steps alone. As I continued to walk across the room, I suddenly feel as if I am now part of the TV show my big sister Jenny used to watch, Twin Peaks. As I got to the couch I reach out my hand slowly to touch the Quidditch player's shoulder. Before I can touch him he turns and it is Oliver. He stood and looked at me as if I didn't belong in this strange black and white room.
"Katie, what are you doing here?" he asked as he came and stood before me, toe to toe. His eyes are large and look frightened; I can see tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Oliver; are you okay?" I asked. He looked terrified now as he takes my arm gently.
"Oh Merlin, Katie she will be here soon. If she sees you. If she knows your muggle born. I can't loose you. I won't let her take you." He said more to someone else then me. I feel as if I have missed something important.
"Oh you are wearing the bracelet, maybe she won't be cross then. Oh god I love you, I wish I could really tell you how much I love you." His voice is panicked and quick.
"Oliver, you're scaring me." I said in a soft voice as he ushers me by the arm to a corner.
"You are so very beautiful; I have only ever had eyes for you, from the very moment you ran me over with a trolley. I was so jealous when you were dating Cedric Diggory, I never thought I could compete with him. I know you only saw him for three weeks, but god those three weeks cut through me like knives. But you made love to me. I still can't believe how lucky and honoured I felt when you chose me to be your first. I always knew you would be mine. I waited for you. God I would never tell you that in the real world." He was clearly talking in a dream state, but it didn't explain why I was in his dream and who the she was that scared Oliver so much. I suddenly became aware of the footsteps of another person. They were growing louder and louder until I saw who was making them. To my surprise a tiny fierce looking old woman stood leaning on a cane, her face had more pock marks then anyone I had ever seen, it looked as if someone had picked pieces out of her face. Her eyes were cold and ice blue. She stood leaned over balancing on her cane.
"Oliver! A mud blood in my house! What are you thinking? She will destroy you. You must leave her at once." The old woman screamed as she raised her old wand.
"But grandmother!" Oliver protested trying to walk to the old woman.
"I shall not have her here." The old woman screamed. Oliver stood in front of me his arms behind him holding me close to him. The old woman muttered a curse and blue light shot from her wand and hit Oliver. I felt him tense with pain and he fell to the ground.
"See Mud Blood, you have destroyed him, he the last of the great Wood clan and you have destroyed him." The old witch cackled. I fell to my knees beside Oliver. I rested his head on my knees. He had a tiny trickle of blood running from the corner of his mouth. His breathing was slow and shallow.
"Katie, I am so sorry. I love you." He ran his hand over my cheek, I was crying and he wiped the tears away.
"Know in the real world I would die for you." He said as he died in my arms. I sat there in the odd black and white room with him on my lap, dead. I knew it was a dream, but it felt so real, I closed Oliver's eyes and kissed his soft lips. Tears fell onto his still face.
I woke crying and in Oliver's arms. I looked outside and saw that night had fallen. I looked at Oliver, who was still sleeping; his arms were knotted around me.
"Oliver." I said trying to wake him. He woke slowly and smiled up at me.
"God I had the most awful dream, I died in your arms." he said touching my face gently as if to make sure I was still there with him.
"In a black and white room?" I asked; he looked at me oddly.
"Yeah, my grandmother called you a, you-know-what. Then she"
"Shot blue light out of her wand at you." I finished his sentence; he sat up and looked as puzzled and confused as I felt.
"What the hell is going on?" Oliver said as I felt tears well. I couldn't get the image of him dying in my arms out of my mind. I took a deep breath and he folded me into his arms.
"Oliver, make love to me. I need to feel you." I whispered softly in his ear. He looked at me and ran his hand over my hair looking deep into my eyes. I think he felt the needed too. The nightmare had shaken us both, we needed the contact, the knowledge that we were still together, still near. He kissed me softly on the cheek and kissed my lips so softly it was like air. Slowly and gently he pulled the t-shirt off over my head revealing my white cotton bra, he smiled at me and took it off running his fingers under the band over my shoulder, he slipped it off and kissed my freshly exposed skin.
When we were both naked we lay there for a while just looking at each other, casting each other to heart. Running tickling fingertips over curves and dips; mouths searching for each other's taste. Slowly he filled me again, and I felt so completely happy that moment knowing that everything would be fine. I was with Oliver, he would protect me. We made love slowly and gently as we savoured each of the fresh sensations that ran through our bodies. Unlike our first time, we spent much more time now just studying each other. Our eyes never broke contact as he filled me, as he kissed me. We didn't sleep when we finished, we lay there holding each other until dawn filled the room.
"Why did we have the same dream?" he asked as he played with my knotted hair, I rolled onto my side and looked at him. I smiled as I see his rich brown eyes smile at me. Looking at him I know that I would never grow tired of looking at him. I ran my finger over his cheek softly, he needed a shave.
"I don't know, but you mentioned the bracelet, the dream might have been another one of Dumas's tricks, this time she chose to bring you into it too." I said as I kissed him again.
"You have to go back to Hogwarts tomorrow." Oliver said softly as he held me close to his naked body. I seem to fit like a missing piece that belonged to him, ying and yang, different yet the same; two parts joined together. Soul mates?
"I know; this week has been eventful." I said softly as I feel him kissing me gently on my shoulder.
"I know what you mean, but I wouldn't change what has happened between us. Would you?" he asked almost fearfully.
"Not a single second of it. I love you Wood." I said smiling broadly at him.
"Well Bell, as your former captain, as your boyfriend. I demand a letter everyday." He teased trying to sound as if he was giving me an order.
"Demand, do you Wood?" I said rolling over arching my eyebrow expertly, sitting on his stomach. I smile down at him.
"Oh yes, I demand it." He said smiling up at me as I pinned his arms beside his head.
"Well then I have my own demands. Firstly, I demand a letter everyday also; secondly I demand to see you every Hogmeade weekend you can get away from Puddlemere." I said smiling down at him.
"I think I can do that." He laughed as he rolled so he pinned me instead. He leant down and kissed me.
"I love you Bell." He smiled as he looked down on me. His eyes were filled with love and adoration. I smiled as he just looked at me.
"I love you Wood." I smiled as he kissed me again.