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And So It Begins
I broke down. Tears were falling like waterfalls. I placed my head in my hands and began to shake uncontrollably, and then it hit me-- Harry. My sweet baby Harry. The grief I felt a moment ago for my lost husband, was replaced with guilt. How self-centered can one person be, to only think of the one in front of them. For mere moments ago, my heart only went to James, who was, quite obviously, already dead. I was ashamed. I should be strong for my family. After all I am a Gryffindor.
Being a Death Eater
Halfway down the hallway, her words began to sink into my head and I stopped. We were about the same size, so she was forced to as well. “What do you mean, erase his memory? How is that possible?”
A Memoir From The Past
“This is magic.” he got up and made to leave the room, but he stopped shortly, and slowly turned around and went across the room. He really was quite intimidating when he stood up, and it caused me to bring my knees to my chest like a young child. “What is this?” he was holding up the yearbook that had slid across the floor earlier.
My Old Life
In fact, I didn’t even hear the door open, my heart was beating too loud that my ears rang with such beating. My legs were being difficult too; they refused to move. I kept repeating over and over in my head ‘move move’ but they ceased to do just that. However, before my brain was able to pass on the information to my legs, I felt a strong grip on my arms.
I froze. There was something right out the door and underneath there was a visible shadow from a figure, that was too broad to be Dobby. I tried too play it cool, and close the door as silently as I could, but then I saw it. Directly above my head, on an upper shelf was the yearbook, and nothing made me more angry. Why couldn’t I have seen that two minutes ago!?
“NO!” I woke with a start. As fast as lightning, memories were pouring back into my brain. I saw myself with Tunie, riding our bikes, I saw Severus and me sitting on a slide at our local park. I saw me string at my peers, with a mangy old hat on my head. There was James asking me out and Severus calling me mud blood. I saw myself walking down the aisle and my first son being born. It was so hard for me to hold on to that last memory but I couldn’t let it go.
Love and Hate
“It doesn’t matter!? Severus, this is one of the most beautiful gifts, I’ve ever gotten.” He finally looked up from his lap to meet my gaze and he took my hand reassuringly. I couldn’t understand why I could love and despise the same person. And yet, I did.
“Well here we are,” she exclaimed, clapping her hands together excitedly. She was first to enter through the wooden doors and begrudgingly followed suit. Severus and I exchanged weary glances in the rear, but followed them in nonetheless.
Turn of events
I let out a sheer laugh in my hysteria. “Like always, you have it all backwards. He made a pass at me. Obviously I refused.”
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