Boys Who Lived

by trisgent

Harry finally defeated Voldemort, but some Death Eaters escape to London in Victorian Era. These Death Eaters start tormenting the Muggles again, and Vincent Phantomhive starts investigating. Both Vincent and Rachel are murdered, and Ciel manages to summon a demon. Harry manages to travel to Victorian Era. How would two protagonists work together to reach the common goal?

8. Chapter 8

I started having a nightmare. In the dream, I was engulfed in darkness; I could only see a foot ahead of me. The air was both icy and hot. I had blisters all over my body, yet I felt like every part of my body was about to freeze and break odd. I knew something was chasing after me, something that was worse than an army of dementors. I knew that thing was the cause of this. How I knew, I'm not sure. Maybe because I knew it was a dream?

I kept running, running, running. I couldn't escape from it no matter how hard I tried. I wasn't afraid of darkness, but this was different. The thing was making me experience worst of what I've been through the years. Years of abuse from Dursleys… Not having someone to talk to; not a single friend… Sirius's death, with a smile frozen on his face but with wide, shocked eyes…

I finally got to the point of where I couldn't run anymore. Suddenly, I tripped and fell on Lupin's body. The body changed to Sirius, then Fred and George. Ginny. Ron. Hermione. All the people I care about. I covered my face and started screaming with despair and agony.

The scenery abruptly changed. I took deep breaths to calm myself down and slowly looked around me. I was in someone's bedroom. I wasn't sure where I was, but I had a feeling that I should. I noticed that a baby was sound asleep in a crib. My body moved on its own and walked toward the baby. Just when I reached the crib, the door burst open and a woman came in.

"WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DO YOU WANT?" she yelled as she directed her wand towards me. Again, I felt like I should know her but didn't. "JAMES! SOMEONE BROKE INTO THE HOUSE!"

I slowly raised my wand and whispered, "Aveda Kedavra." There was a bright, blinding green light, and the woman dropped dead. A man with messy, jet black hair ran in the second the woman had dropped dead. His face was full of shock and ran to her side. Before he could do anything, I repeated the action, and he dropped dead beside the woman.

The baby woke up and started crying on top of his voice. I turned to look at the baby, ready to use the Killing Curse again. I hesitated and examined the baby. Something tugged at my stomach. The baby was overwhelmingly familiar. After few minutes, I finally realized that the baby was me, and I had killed my parents with my own hands. I blacked out before I could beat myself up again.