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A/N: Part of two challenges.
If You Dare: 13: A Fools' Hope
Are You Crazy Enough?: 719: (random prompt) Loving someone is never easy.
9 July 1995
Dear Help,
Snape was the first thing I saw this morning. He was shaking me. Once the fog in my head cleared away enough for me to recognize him I shot up and squirmed backwards. His hand that had been on my shoulder immediately retaliated. His expression was one of shock. I was breathing heavily from being frightened into the waking world. My pulse was all over the place. I thought I might have a heart attack. Snape looked a relieved, but very distraught. I told myself to be wary of what he might do.
Snape sighed and snapped, "Don't give me that look." He was glaring at me so intensely I couldn't help but flinch a little at his tone. I hoped he hadn't seen it, but by the guilty look on his face, I could tell he did. "We're going to go back to Grimmauld Place." He held an arm out. I placed my hand on his elbow carefully.
Before I knew what was happening, I felt constricted and couldn't breathe. As soon as the sensation began, it was over. I gasped and collapsed onto the wooden floor in the kitchen of Sirius's home. I curled into a ball and breathed heavily trying to regain control of myself. When I heard someone yelling in the background the flashbacks began. I saw all 15 years with the Dursley's flash before me, remembered the pain and started crying. I felt someone touch me and jerked away. I tried to find someplace to hide, but couldn't see anything because my glasses were missing and my tears were so thick. Someone grabbed me and trapped them in their arms and I screamed my strangled animal-like noise. They released me and I shot towards where I could vaguely see stairs and an exit. I ran down a hall until I saw an open door. I threw myself inside and locked the door behind me. My breathing went shallow as I gave into the darkness ahead of me.
I remember a strange glowing light. It was a pinkish color and was nothing like the bright flash of green I'd associated with my parent's death. This one was softer and warmer. I tried to follow it, hypnotized, but found I couldn't move my limbs.
I gasped in surprise. Following the sound was a sharp pain to my throat, and I blinked to see not the pink light but a dark room with a pink glowing light in the middle. I was in my bed at Sirius's house. I closed my eyes and went back to sleep.
Sirius' POV
Sirius was sitting in the living room with his face in his hands. He had just found Harry and put him to bed. Snape had left a while ago. What was he going to do about Harry? He didn't know enough to take care of a mute child.
Suddenly, a face appeared in the fire and yelled, "Sirius!"
Sirius looked over and saw it was Madame Pomfrey. "What is it, Poppy?"
"Let me come over. I think I know how to heal Harry."
So! New chapter finally up! I was facing writer's block with this one. But I finally found it in me to do this. I hope you liked it! I have a new chapter coming VERY soon! So, keep an eye out for it. ;)
Thanks for reading!
