Chapter 4: The First Day of Malfoy Manor
Tom awoke into a mouldy dungeon; Into another nightmare.
There was in girl in the dungeon. She had red hair, like the lady he had met earlier. She was huddled in the corner, in a shadow, and her face was turned away from him. Tom could tell she was shivering, and that she was wearing torn clothes.
The door three cell blocks down from hers flew open. The girl whimpered, Tom felt a stab of pain for her. Footsteps came lightly and silently, and a hooded figure stopped in front of her cell block. The figure flung back his hood and yelled something to the girl. Tom could never hear what the said, nor could he see what they looked like. All of the dream people had faces blurred.
The figure yelled, and the girl looked up. With a speed Tom thought she didn't have, the girl ran up to him. They clasped hands and the man slid something through the bars and into her cupped hands. She looked at it and shook her head, putting it back into his hands. Suddenly, the door was forcefully detached from its bars.
A man - no - a THING stepped up, and pointed a stick at the other man. The other man threw the object at the girl, and she disappeared in a ball of light. The man faced the snake-faced thing. They seemed to exchange words, and then the snake laughed. Tom could hear it; high-pitched and cold. Then the snake sent a jet of light at the man, and the man screamed. Tom could hear that too.
Worst, he could feel it.
It felt a million hot stabbing knives. Like his blood was boiling. Like his insides were on fire, and were melting. And he could feel the snake too. The snake liked it; the screams, the power, the enjoyment.
Pain, and Fear.
Enjoyment, and Power.
Screams, and pleas.
Laughter, and taunting.
All of it was too much. His heart was beating frantically, the blood was pumping too fast, his mind was going to explode. IT WAS TOO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Tom awoke sitting up as straight as a board, drenched in sweat, and breathing heavily. He felt for missing body parts or anything that was broken. Looking around for The Snake he saw...
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" He screamed again clutching his heart. "Holy! Connor, you scared me!" He said gulping a few times, while trying to keep his heart under control.
Connor eyed his usually calm, cool, and collected friend; he was worried for him. He gave a sympathetic smile, giving Tom gestures that indicated he had had a bad dream too. Tom nodded, closing his eyes, and then abruptly opened them again.
"Lyn's got a bad dream too?" Tom asked turning to their other friend.
She was tossing and turning in her sleep. The sheets were on the ground, same fate felled the pillows. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her hands were balled into fists. A second later her eyes flew open and she gasped.
"Y-you guys too?" She asked. They nodded.
Was it about.....?
That ... thing.
Again?
Yes
....
"Do you miss her?" Lynsea asked, out of the blue. The two boys nodded, the both knew who she was talking about. Ebony.
Ebony was the one had raised them, back when they lived in the orphanage. She comforted them after the bad dreams, celebrated their birthday--actually the day they can to the orphanage. March 21-- told them stories, even scolded them when appropriate.
One night, when they were almost five, Ebony went out for shopping. But never came back. Later that day the nurses took them to the hospital, they got to see Ebony one last time. That night she died from a gunshot wound. There had been a robbery at the grocery store where Ebony had gone.
Connor barely ever spoke after that.
But one of the things they missed the most was her lullabies.
Yeah, I miss her
Do you remember...?
Lynsea nodded, and began to sing a familiar tune.
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"Ginny likes the freaking' kids, but still makes my sleep on the roof, while it's raining!!!"
Draco was mumbling to himself, when he heard something-- wait-- it was music. Curious, Draco began to descend the staircase toward the third floor.
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"Did you hear that?" Tom asked. Connor nodded.
"There it was again" Lynsea said, getting closer to the door.
About halfway though the song they had heard the creak of a board. Lynsea began to edge toward the door and there was a flash of lightning.
Since when was it raining?
Connor shrugged, then three things happened at once. The door flew open, there was a flash of lightning, and everyone screamed. The form was silhouetted by the lightning, but Lynsea didn't care, she just punched.
"AAAAARRRRRGGGG!!!" Screamed Draco, as Lynsea punched him in the nuts.
"WHAT THE EVER-BLOODLY HELL WAS THAT FOR?!?!?!?" Draco yelled falling down. Ginny apperated, nightdress and all, to the bedroom.
"What happened?" She asked. Then seeing Draco sprawled on the ground, swearing, she just pressed her hand to her forehead. "Hey look, it's midnight. Why am I not surprised" Mumbled Ginny, levitating Draco out of the room. She knew that the three would be trouble. But the good kind.
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The next day
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Connor was last to wake up. Monday morning. He knew what that meant; no breakfast. Living on the streets is hard.
'Where's Lyn, and Tom?'
He sat up, rubbing his eyes, and realized that he wasn't sleeping in a cold wet cramped alleyway. He was in a warm soft bed.
Connor gasped, remembering what had happened yesterday.
Flashback
We were trying to get food from a green groccer. Lynsea was to act like a innocent, hungery, young girl, and convince the groccer to give some food. If that didn't work, her and Tom would be stealing.
Me and Tom were on lookout, when Lynsea gave the signal to Tom; they had to steal.
Lyn grabbed one apple, Tom a couple more, and we started running. Unfortunately, the groccer decided to run after us.
We were running like crazy, and he was still gaining on us. So, I threw a few apples.
Then... then it started raining, and the rain washed away the streets and alleyways. It became a forest ending in a wall trees. They were going so fast they couldn't stop and they ran straight into the barrier.
When we opened our eyes, we were standing in a front garden for a huge house...
End Flashback
Then their was the couple who lived in the house, and then the night 'attack'.
Connor looked around the bedroom. He had a better look, now that it was morning.
There were three beds, one for each of them, and over each was a wooden carving of their names. Connor reached over and ran his hand over his. It was his name in big blue letters. Back in the orphanage they had something like it, except it was a piece of paper with their names spelt wrong.
Beside each of the beds were desks. They all had the same arrangement of books. Connor was about to step up to look at them, when he suddenly noticed the tied bedsheets hanging out the window.
'Tom, Lynsea?'
'CONNOR! Finally!'
'Connor we need you, do you see the-'
'Bed sheets? Yeah I'm coming'
Connor made his way to the window, looked down, and almost fell out.
'TOM! LYN!'
'Heheh, did I forget to mention were on the third floor?'
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