Story title: Memoirs of a lost soul
Author: JustAShootingStar
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the main character and certain parts of the plot, not everything. All the rest belongs to JK Rowling and the editors/publishers/etc of the Harry Potter series.
Pairings: Irmada/Draco
Summary: We all know what happens to the trio in all seven books. Now, how about a look at what it felt like to be the "bad guys" having love issues…
Author's note: Here's chapter number three . Again, constructive criticism would be most helpful (and most wanted :P). Hope you guys like it. Enjoy ! (Anyone feeling the suspense rising yet o?)
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Chapter 3: "Hello, my friend"
The stranger approached me slowly. I knew he was a stranger but I somehow felt it was okay to talk to him. He stopped advancing and stood in the middle of the empty circular space between the trees, where the light shown down on him. He was wearing a black wizard's cloak with a hood that covered his face almost entirely. He looked like he was of my father's age and had his same silhouette, so I decided I could trust him, but when he spoke, I felt a great, indescribable feeling rush throughout my whole body. His voice was the most calming and yet frightening I had ever heard.
"Hello, my friend" he said.
"Hello" I answered in fear.
"I won't ask you for your name."
"Why not?" I asked hesitantly
"Because I already know it" he said, smiling. "In fact, I know everything about you. Where you live, who your parents are, what your favorite hobbies are,… I know everything"
"How do you know all this?" I told him. I was starting to think it would be better if I left, but I stood still, waiting for his answer.
"I know it because you told me" he said
"But how? I don't even know you."
"Yes, you do. But you just don't realize. Can't you see? I'm yours. Entirely yours. I am the person you've been living with all your life, since the day you were born. I am the creator of your dreams, your thoughts, your whole world." He made a slight pause as if to announce the arrival of something important. "I am your friend. I…" he kneeled down in front of me and put his hand on my left cheek "I am your other half, a part of you, just as you are a part of me. I live in you, and that has been the case ever since you took in your very first breath. I do not wish to hurt you, but I cannot help but realize you are in need of a true friend. You see me now as you father, but I assure you I will reveal to you my true self soon. I come to you in search of company, I wish for you to trust me as I do you. Is it possible?"
"I don't understand." I said softly. "Why don't you just show me who you really are now, while you're still here?"
"Oh, don't worry, dearest. If you accept my friendship, I promise to come visit you very often."
He stood and held out his hand for me to shake. Suddenly, I felt a strange urge to hug this man, even though I knew that what I was seeing was an illusion, which made was I was hearing less plausible than I already suspected. However, I still thought it was safe so I trusted him. I took a hold of the stranger's hand and felt a sudden warmth overwhelm me, making my limbs numb and my head clouded.
"There. Now we have finally become friends."
And that is how it all started. The safety, the trouble, the calm, the noise, the joy, the pain… everything began with that one simple, yet forever bonding handshake.
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There you go, chapter three . Hope you like it. And reviews of all sorts would be helpful (as long as the negative ones consist of constructive criticism, of course :P) See you all next chapter byee
