Chapter 3 A Living Nightmare
A scream echoed through the House of Black in the early hours of the morning; and it wasn't the portrait of Sirius's mother. The older members of the order (Sirius, Mr. and Mrs. Weasly, Lupin, Moody, Tonks, and Jacob, who had insisted he sit in.) all jumped in supise and ran up the stairs to the bedrooms. Ron, Harry, Hermione, Neville, Fred, George, and Ginny also heard the commotion and ran down the hall and stood outside one room... Amanda's room. "Amanda!" Jacob screamed as he turned the doorknob, but the door was locked. "Alohamora." Harry, he pointed his wand to the door and its lock clicked and everyone rushed in to see a pale, sobbing Amanda sitting up in bed with a small picture in her hand. "Amanda, what's the matter, dear?" asked Mrs. Weasley in concern. Amanda looked up in suprise at everyone in her room and she raised an eyebrow while still sobbing and sniffing.
"It's nothing, sorry I disturbed everyone. I'm fine." Amanda put on a very good fake smile, but Jacob knew better. "Ama, it's never nothing with you. You never acted like this before. Do you want to talk about it?" Jacob made his way to his sister's bed and sat next to her on her bed. "I just had the most frightening nightmare. I saw father on a cold, concrete ground covered in a gigantic pool of blood and he was still bleeding. In my dream, I slowly walked over to him and knelt down beside him and he tried to tell me something, but before he could speak he died, right in front of me." Amanda's eye brimmed with tears as she remembered her vivid nightmare. Jacob took his sister's hand and pulled the picture she was holding out of her grasp.
The picture was one of those moving, wizard pictures that always replays itself. When Jacob and Amanda were eight and five they went out for a family outing to a carnival that was close to where they lived at the time. None of the four smiling family knew that in one year it would all be torn apart. "Oh, Amanda you have to move on until we find something. I know it's hard, I have trouble too. Please be patient." Jacob gave his a loving hug. "I just wish they I could see Dad again. I just wish we knew if he was even alive, that's what I want more than anything." Amanda returned Jacob's hug and she gave a small hiccup from crying so long.
"Ok, if I get you some water will you try and get some sleep? We have a big day tomorrow and you don't want to be tired." Jacob gave an encouraging smile. Amanda, in turn smiled back.
Everyone, but Ron and Harry left to go back to bed. Harry slowly made his way over to Amanda's bed with Ron right next to him. They sat on either side of the young woman, who was still sobbing every now and then. "You guys must think I'm insane. Nightmares don't usually seem that real." Amanda said shyly. "No, not at all. I've had my moments." Harry admitted. "So... We all hope you like Hogwarts." Ron said trying to lighten the mood. " I'll have to see for myself. Say, how come you guys won't tell me so much about school?" Amanda noticed they left things out. "So you'll be suprised. Also, Ron and I will be helping you out and help keep Malfoy away." Harry told her with a grin. "Sirius will probably too." Ron said to back Harry up. "Thanks." Amanda said as she wiped a few tears off her cheeks. At that moment Jacob came back with water and Harry, Ron, and Jacob bid her good night and left. 'Tomorrow will be fun!' Amanda thought as she drifted off into a peaceful sleep, where she dreamed of a certain raven-haired boy with glasses.