Author's Note: =D I read all the reviews for the previous chapter and it was shocking. I felt the love :3 Now, the beginning of year three! –spazzes-
Oh if I don't post by this time...HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
Edited - 8/14/18
~Of Silver and Gold~
Chapter 10: Nightmares and Escape
A scream of sheer horror rang through the hallway.
Draco's eyes opened immediately; it was another night of the same nightmare. Ripping off his covers, he rushed barefoot out of his door and onto the empty hallways. The screams seemed to echo in the mansion and he found himself running to where the origin of the noise rested. He tried to turn the doorknob but it was of no use: locked - again. He took out his wand and muttered "Alohomora" before rushing into the room. His heart was speeding at the adrenaline rush that went through him, but he knew he needed to get it together.
Afterall this was another night of his baby sister thrashing in bed as nightmares kept plaguing her. Pulling off her covers, he tried to shake her awake in hopes of ending her pain.
Dream Sequence
She couldn't move. She was paralyzed from Weaselette's wand; the redheaded witch came from nowhere and like a coward that she was, attacked her from her back. As the Gryffindor waved her wand, Angel was one more thrown to the side of the floor. Wincing she couldn't help the feeling of dread that rose within her as she heard hissing. Behind her she felt something cold and she tried to move away but it was pointless.
Suddenly she heard something slamming on the ground and wondered what it was, that is until a wand rolled her direction. Something began to moved behind her and it disappeared as soon as it came. Angel's body was able to move and she felt herself standing up immediately. Her lips parted and she began to hiss words she couldn't understand. Something was controlling her, something horrible and as her body jumped into the dark hole she groaned as she landed on the floor.
"Come" she heard it hiss.
'Walk' it said. As she hissed words that she couldn't utter ever before, she had finally reached the main entrance of the chamber.
'The Chamber of Secrets' she thought.
At the end of the chamber was a handsome young man with a smile. Her body led itself to him and then it all went black. Pain, pain was the worst pain there ever was. And then shaking began.
End sequence.
"Angel!" she heard.
Her eyes opened and she looked up to see a blurry image of her brother. He wiped tears from her eyes and brought her close to his body. She curled up against him as he rocked her back and forth trying to soothe her. But it was no use, her body shook and she was unable to grip him tightly.
"D-draco" she croaked out, her voice raw from screaming.
He shushed her and held her close. Unbeknownst to them, they were being watched. A teary eyed Narcissa pulled Lucius away from the scene. They walked back to their wing where Lucius immediately poured himself a cup of brandy.
"Lucius" she whispered.
"It's my fault" he said shaking his head.
"Don't say that" Narcissa said sadly.
Lucius looked at her.
"Oh? Really because I just saw my daughter traumatized from a diary that I implanted"
"It's His fault" Narcissa said hugging him close and pressing her cheek against his chest.
Lucius sighed and looked down at his wife.
"Let's call Severus" he whispered hoarsely.
Narcissa knew that meant the conversation was over. She unwrapped her arms from him and walked over to the Floo Network to contact Severus. A few minutes he arrived.
"Again" was the first thing he said.
They nodded.
"I had made a new batch today just in case" he drawled.
He took out the little vile and began to ascend the stairs. He would have to once again use legilimens as she slept to see what the nightmare was about this time. It seemed that it was always something horrid the Lord did. He saw why she loathed the Weasley girl more than anything and while petty, he wondered if it was something more.
He opened the door to see Draco holding his sister close as she trembled. Their eyes looked up to see his to see the difference of the two. Draco's eyes grey were showing worry and frustration at her daily nightmares, while Angel's were just full of sadness and her eyes had dimmed.
"Go to bed Draco" he said.
"But Uncle-" Draco protested.
"Go Draco" Lucius repeated.
Draco squeezed Angel one last time before he slipped from her bed. He reluctantly left and Narcissa followed behind him not wanting to see the process. Severus forced Angel to sit up and she opened her mouth automatically wanting the nightmares to simply disappear. He shook his head and gave her the draught making her relax immediately.
"Sleep" he ordered.
She closed her eyes and she was out cold. Lucius walked over and placed a hand on Severus' shoulder.
"Now?" he asked.
Severus nodded.
"Legilimins" he said.
He was suddenly sucked into her memories. He began to search through her memories. He began to see her nightmare, a memory of the previous year. He continued to search her memories, that is until he found something that was obviously private.
It was a subconscious memory, something that she herself hadn't seen. It was her being held by her mother. It was something that Angel was oblivious to, but when Severus saw this he knew that she had some doubts about her origins. He saw how she had the tendencies of both of her parents and some that never came from the Malfoys.
He knew it had to be done. He locked certain memories to help her continue her actions. He locked the memories of Amorette, the traumatizing recollections and then he walked into one that made him hate her for only a second.
Memory..
"Mommy!" A three year old Draco was crying out.
Narcissa looking as young as he remembered picked up the crying Draco and held him close.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"I broke Angel" he whimpered.
She put down the now wiggling Draco and wrapped her hand around his as he tugged her long. As they reached the gardens Narcissa couldn't believe the sight in front of her. A tiny white kit was running in the middle of her favorite roses.
"Stop that shoo shoo!" she said letting go of Draco to chase the fox kit. The kit wagged her tail at Narcissa and began to run from her and it managed to get away from her only to suddenly begin to chase the white peacocks who were all in a flurry.
"
Mommy no!" Draco tugged her dress. "That's Angel"
She froze at his comment.
"I-impossible!" she said in shock.
Draco shook his head.
"Get your father Draco" she said.
Draco nodded and ran back into the house as fast as his little legs could take him. A few minutes later, Severus had noticed, a young Lucius walked out towards the gardens to see the fox rolling in mud. He wouldn't have cared, if it wasn't what Narcissa was yelling at it.
"Stop it Angel, behave! Sit! Stay!" she shrieked as the animal shook its fur to cover her in mud.
Lucius walked towards them and he scrunched up his nose as he managed to catch the kit from her skin holding it as far away from him.
"What is this?" he asked.
"Angel" Draco replied.
Lucius turned to face the kit whose face was close to his. He noticed the pink wet nose and the big brown eyes that belonged to the tot of theirs.
"Angel" he said gruffly "Behave!"
The fox whimpered and its ears flopped. Lucius took out his wand and muttered a non-verbal spell at her. Narcissa held Draco close as the kit began to transform to a muddy one and half year old.
"Dobby" Lucius called.
Dobby appeared nervously.
"Take her and give her a bath" he ordered hanging Angel to the elf.
"Dobby will Master" Dobby said and bowed disappearing with Angel with a pop.
"This never happened" He told Narcissa.
End Memory…
Severus had seen enough and pulled herself out of her memories. He turned to face an expectant Lucius.
"Well?" Lucius asked "Did you see what bothered her?"
"I saw more than I needed to" Severus replied honestly.
"Come to the office, we can talk there" Lucius said.
As they walked out of the room they closed it behind them letting her have a dreamless sleep. They walked down the stairs and reached the office where business was discussed. Severus took a seat and looked at a worn out Lucius.
"Let's cut to the chase Severus, tell me what you saw" Lucius said seriously.
Severus leaned against his seat and sighed.
"She heard the Weasley girl get petrified, she fell into the chamber and felt the snake touch her.
She recollects the young Lord as well as seeing the Basilisk dead" he said.
Lucius paled and rubbed his throbbing forehead.
"I see, I'm assuming you blocked those memories?" Lucius said after a while.
Severus nodded.
"I did a slight memory charm. When her thoughts begin to roam towards that area, she will get a headache preventing her from retrieving them" he explained.
"Good" Lucius sighed.
"Lucius, do tell me, why is it that you never told me Angel can turn into a kit?" he asked. " I don't suppose that is normal in a childhood correct?"
Lucius looked at Severus intently.
"That is only known in the family" Lucius replied.
"Ah I see, then why must I keep these secrets if I'm not part of your family" Severus asked.
Lucius slammed his hands on the desk
"Damn it Severus that was supposed to be a secret!" he exclaimed. "We had to go to a mediwitch and asked."
"Go on" he asked in a drone tone.
"Narcissa's side of the family , the reject Andromeda, has a daughter that's a metamorphagus. Black family has some traces of this, and the idiotic dog has given her some recessive genes of it."
"She isn't a metamorphagus, but she does have some recessive traits from it?" Severus asked.
"When she feels in danger, she turns into an animal, at least that was what happened last time. Draco had let his pet snake out which liked to scare Angel. It did and she began to run and suddenly turned to a kit. Draco doesn't remember, and neither does Angel, but Narcissa and I never forget"
Severus nodded understanding.
"It will no longer happen?" he asked.
"We locked her magical core till she turns eighteen, preventing her from turning into an animagus."
"How is she an animagus if it is in her blood?" he asked.
Lucius sighed.
"Because we assume she can't turn into anything other than that." He replied shortly "If she copied looks, then she would be a metamorphagus, but she is an animagus because it's by choice"
"Let's never speak of this again" Severus drawled out.
"Right" Lucius replied.
They kept their own thoughts to themselves and sipped their brandies. The family did need to keep the secrets between family themselves.
Azkaban
Sirius stared at the wall, every day he marked one line on the wall. The walls described his thoughts through the years. The first year he had written "Amorette" all over one wall, and scratching her facial features as days passed. He refused to forget her and often times in his darkest of times he simply stared at her.
The years were hard on him. He had estimated the birth of his child towards Christmas day. He wondered if they were happy without him, or if they believe he did it. He also thought of Harry, poor Harry, last time he saw that was that he was a baby crying over his friend's death.
He was glad that he had formed himself into a dog. His animagus formed saved his sanity and tonight was the night of his escape. He noticed how Dementors could never know his location when he was Padfoot and he would take that as an advantage.
He took one last look at the wall and slid from the cell. He rushed in his dog form out of Azkaban and was glad as Dementors merely floated over him. He made it, he escaped he knew that the first person he needed to see was Harry. Why? Simple, Harry was the one person he knew where he was . The Dursleys and he was going to see his godson whether anyone cared or not.
Days Later…
Privet Drive, it was still the horrible place he remembered. Last time he was here was to stop James from attacking the Dursley's for making Lily cry over their rejection of her and her ways. He hated to think that Harry was being raised by people who feared magic and who despised them as freaks.
He walked forward and lied down on the grass waiting for something to happen in the house. If he was perfectly frank he cared little for the family but the possibility of seeing Harry had brought him to the muggle community. He looked on as this horrid looking woman entered the home, he presumed she belonged with Vernon who both had the same girth. He smelled the horrid pup creature she carried with her. As the door opened he saw what the years had done to Vernon and he felt some glee in knowing the years had hit him hard.
They closed the door and he lowered his body to the ground decided in taking a well deserved nap. He decided to get closer to the house later in the night where he could blend in the darkness of the night. What felt like hours, he heard screaming. He perked his ears up and his canine senses told him that something was amiss. There in the night sky was a blimp of a woman, the woman he had seen before entering the house, was floating away from the house.
Minutes later, he heard the door slam closed. There was the boy he had been waiting to see. Harry James Potter. He looked just like James and Sirius felt a pang in his chest about it. He had jet black hair just like James, and the glasses and his form was just like his deceased best friend. His eyes were just like Lily he began to walk towards him without really realizing it.
He noticed the bags, the boy was either kicked out or ran away. Then their eyes met and Sirius had the urge to transform to his real form, that is until the Knight Bus cut the connection they had just had. Sirius ran back to the bushes and saw Harry step into the bus.
As he went out of sight Sirius knew he would have to head off to Hogwarts himself.
Author's Note: Okay, before I get spams, I know becoming an Animagus isn't hereditary, but I though that since Dora is related to the black family and neither parents are metamorphogus, that it is a genetic reason. She is not one, not at all, but she can turn into a dog when in danger, though she doesn't know that. Her magical core is locked and thus it is impossible to use it at will. Just no flames.
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