Chapter One
WARNING: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER SADLY. THE STORY AND NON-HP CHARACTERS BELONG TO ME!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: SEE AUTHOR'S NOTE CHAPTER
'talk"
'thoughts'
dreams
talking in minds
Chapter One
Damion's POV:
I was in a strange room. Well, not really strange, just different. It looked to be a ballroom of some kind and it was very pretty. which is why I find it weird, because I feel like something bad is going to happen. This room should be ugly.
All of a sudden, a snakelike man came out of no where holding a crying boy. The boy looked to be no older than three years old. The boy looked familiar, but before I had a chance to think about it, the big double doors opened and another boy appeared.
This boy was no older than fifteen. He had midnight black, shoulder length hair and emerald green eyes.
My eyes.
I gasped when I figured out who these people were. I looked at the child again and noticed he had my light brown hair with natural midnight black streaks in it.
The boy was me.
And if the boy was me, then the other one had to be...
"Mom?!" I gasped as younger me started to cry out to mom and stretching for him. "Damion!" mom yelled and started to run towards me. I closed my eyes at hearing moms voice. He had a beautiful voice. When I opened my eyes the snake man threw me and mom caught me and pulled me close.
For a second, I envied my younger self. He got to know what it was like to be held by mom, to remember his touch. I can barely remember mom, the only things I know about him are through the stories everyone has told me. And that's not a lot.
Just then the double doors burst open and dad came running into the room. Mom looked relieved and handed me over to dad.
"Go! Take Damion and get him somewhere safe! I'll stay here and try to finish him!" mom yelled and dad looked shocked.
"Hell no! I'm not leaving you alone with him! You'll die!" he yelled. Mom got a desperate look on his face, "Then take Damion and come back and help me!" he said.
Dad looked reluctant to leave, but left anyway. Mom turned back to snake man only to see that he was gone. While mom was looking for him, two people appeared behind mom.
"Mom! Behind you!" I yelled but it was to late. Right when mom turned around one of them stabbed mom in the stomach. Mom looked at the knife then at his attacker.
As he fell to the floor he screamed "You!" at them. They laughed and ran out of the room. Mom fell to the floor and I ran to him. I tried to touch him, to help. But my hand went through him.
All I could do was cry as I saw dad run in and pick mom up.
Dad was crying and begging mom not to go. Mom shook his head and told him there was a traitor in the pack and to tell me and my grandparents that he loves us. Dad kept begging mom not to leave him, but mom closed his eyes and went limp. Dad tried to wake him up, but mom wasn't going to wake up.
Not then, not ever again.
The last thing I heard before I woke up was dad screaming.
I woke up screaming like dad was in my dream. I looked around my room that dad had connected to the den panting. I don't know why, but for as long as I can remember I've had these weird dreams. It was almost like I could see both the past and the future. No one, not even dad, knew about them. I didn't know how to tell them.
I was brought out of my thoughts as dad came running into my room and sat on my bed. "What is it Dame? Are you alright? Are you hurt?" dad asked looking me over to see if I was hurt. I laughed at him and smiled.
"I'm fine dad, I just had a bad dream, that's all." I said and he sighed and pulled me into a tight hug. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him just as tight, taking comfort in being in his strong, protective arms.
After awhile dad pulled back and smiled at me. "Wanna sleep in my bed tonight?" he asked and I nodded. He picked me up and walked into his room. He placed me on the bed of furs and laid down beside me pulling me close to him. I sighed and snuggled more into his chest. "You're not going to tell me about the dream are you son?" he asked and I just shook my head. He sighed and held me closer to him.
I looked up at dad to see him staring off into space. Ever since mom died he's been known to do that. Mom's death really messed him up, all of us up. The pack fakes happiness and Grandpa Remus and Grandma Sirius rarely smile unless me and/or dad are with them.
"Dad, are you OK?" I asked. He jumped a little and looked down at me and smiled. He kissed my forehead and pulled me closer. I sign saying he wasn't alright and he just needed to hold me. I snuggled closer to him and drifted off to a peaceful sleep, taking comfort in dads protective arms.
THE NEXT MORNING
Damion's POV:
The next morning I woke up to dads side of the bed empty. On his pillow was a note for me. I picked it up and opened it.
Damion,
Me and Alex went for a hunting trip. I'll be back before nightfall. I love you. Please stay safe and do not leave the field! Stay within the packs sight at all times until I get back.
Love,
Dad
I sighed, shook my head and smiled. Dad was so paranoid. Of course he had good reason to be. Voldemort was still after me, why I don't know. Dad said it was because he wanted to make sure his enemy was completely gone. And since I came from mom, I'm technically apart of his enemy.
I looked around the room and noticed a picture on the nightstand. I picked it up and smiled. It was a picture of mom and dad. Mom was standing in front of dad and dad had his arms around moms waist. Mom smiled at the camera then turned his head and kissed dad on the lips. Dad smiled, a smile I've never seen on his face. I've only ever seen a fake smile. They both looked back at the camera and smiled once more.
I hadn't noticed I was crying until I saw a tear drop fall onto the glass of the frame. I wiped my eyes and set the picture down. I looked around and noticed something weird about the wall that I'd never noticed before.
I went to it and noticed a loose rock in the wall. I pulled it out and gasped.
Inside the wall were four albums, a folded piece of paper, a wand, and a rusted knife. I looked at the den entrance then back at the things. I picked up one of the albums and opened it.
I gasped when I saw a picture of mom. He looked to be about my age. He was between a red haired boy and a bushy haired girl. I smiled and petted the picture before I turned the page. As I turned the page a paper fell out.
Curious, I picked it up and opened it. What I saw when I opened it put me in tears.
My Dear Damion,
If you're reading this then that means that my dream came true. It means that I'm no longer alive and that you're about to go to Hogwarts. See, I placed a spell on the rock to open when you were about to get your Hogwarts letter should anything about to me. I wish I could be there to see you now. To be there when your letter came and help you get your things. I wish I could do a lot with you. But I can't. I'm no longer of this world.
Baby boy I need you to focus on this part very well. Once you get into Hogwarts, trust no one but our family. Hopefully you'll be meeting my side of the family soon. Once you've met them, stay close to them at all times. Voldemort will have spies in Hogwarts that will be hired to kill you. He wants you dead simply because you're my child. If I could take it away from you sweetie I would in a heart beat. I love you so much. You and your father. I want you to know I'll always be there, watching you. I'm never far from you. You may show this letter to your father if you wish.
I'm sure he'd love to see the albums again. Take care of him for me. I know your father and he's probably been walking around depressed since my death. Smack him up side the head for me will you? I love you both so much. Please stay safe and remember.
I'll always be there.
I love you my sweet boy,
Mom
I read the note five times before I pulled it to my chest and cried. I fell onto dads pillow and cried until I fell asleep.
Still holding moms last words to me close to my heart.
AND THERE'S THE FIRST CHAPTER! LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK! THIS IS ALL I'M PUTTING UP FOR NOW. I MAY POST AGAIN TOMORROW. IF NOT, THEN MOST LIKELY THIS WEEKEND!