[BEING GRADUALLY REWRITTEN INTO THIRD PERSON]
"The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance"
- Aristotle
What if this inward significance was being able to create a piece moments before it happen...
Ophelia's eyes widened as she took in her surroundings. Her eyebrows furrowed when she found herself hidden under some sort of covers. Carefully, he hand moved a piece of it to look under
Both of her eyes recognised her room. It was exactly the way she left it, bare and a lot missing. She suddenly realised where she was sat, a spot she never dared go into. Suddenly her eyes snap to her door that's wide opened
"I asked" A voice said "What do you want?"
"Where's your daughter?" A voice hissed
"And why would I tell you that" The voice, she now recognised as her father, spat
"TELL US WHERE SHE IS" A voice roared
"I would rather die then tell you" Her father replied. Unsure if they would actually hear her or not, she clamped a hand over her mouth
"Is that so?" A group of voices chuckled "So be it"
A familiar green light blinded the room. The sound of a body then coming to contact with the ground echoed. Ophelia opened her glossy eyes to see a sight which she wished hadn't repeated itself
I woke up with a sudden start. My body was roughly shaken as my eyes then snapped open. They land on Sirius who worriedly watches over me
"What's wrong pup?" He asks. My mouth opens and closes like a fish but no words came out. Tears then glossed my eyes over as I started to cry
Sirius pulled me into him as he comfortingly rocked us back and forth. Trying to calm me down from my hysterics. It felt as if there was little air in the room as I attempted to breathe
"Pup deep breaths" Sirius instructed me, getting me to follow his rhythm. Eventually I calmed down and fell more into his embrace "Pup what's wrong?"
"I saw him go the same was she did" I cried
"Who?"
"Dad" I choked out. Sirius just held me tightly as we both sat in silence. The only noises heard was the echoing of our breaths and Orion's whines. After a few more minutes, Sirius spoke up
"I'm sure it was just a dream"
- - -
"Do you want to go visit the burrow?" Sirius asked later that evening at dinner. We were joined by Remus and Tonks who were filling us in on what was happening in the world
"Yeah" I nodded whilst eating my food "It'll be nice to see Ginny and everyone again"
"Getting sick of me already are you?" He questioned
"Of course not" I frown "Why would you think that?"
"Because maybe you'd want to go see your friends and" He paused trying to spit it out "your boyfriend"
"You not being able to say that term makes you real childish, you know that right?"
"I am not childish" He gasps before turning to Remus "You tell her I'm not childish Moony"
"He is totally childish" Remus agreed. At first Sirius thought he was agreeing with him so he nodded before registering the words
"That's not very nice"
The two started to bicker as Tonks and I just glanced at each other, bracing ourselves. My attention then gets drawn to a peck at the window. Slowly I slide off the stool, heading to where an owl was perched on the ledge
"How did you find us?" I muttered to them but mainly speaking to myself. Carefully, I unattached the letter from it before the bird flew off again. I looked at envelope, frowning when it was addressed to me - I hadn't written to anyone nor told them my current location
Carefully, I sat back on the stool looking at the letter. My finger slid under the red seal that kept it together. I saw as the adults turned to me when I pulled out the piece of parchment. Immediately I gulped when seeing it was an official ministry letter
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All of a sudden my world comes crashing down on me. My eyes scanned over the words several times, attempting to find some sort of lie in the text
"Pup what's wrong?" Sirius asked. However I couldn't say anything. Tears just took over, streaming down my face
"The dream was real" I choked out before falling into my palms. The room was silent around me, only my sons echoes around. Suddenly a hurried scrape of a stool sounded off the floor. The next second I'm being pulled into someone's arms
"Hey calm down" He tried to soothe
"HE'S DEAD SIRIUS, I CAN'T CALM DOWN" I practically scream, slumping into his arms. The letter is taken off me as I continue to cry and shake my head in denial
"Ophelia I know you don't want to believe it but calm down"
"I can't" I sob, making everything harder. Like this morning, the air around us became much thicker
"Pup breathe" Sirius tried with unfortunately didn't work. I felt him shift a bit as he held onto me "Sorry pup"
As I was about to question him everything went dark
Sirius exhaled when Remus followed his request of knocking her out. He quickly took her limp body and carefully laid it on the sofa, then placing a blanket over her
"This is why he wanted her to go" Sirius sighed, walking back over to them "He knew the death eaters were going to probably come after him"
"But why though?" Tonks questioned "Damien was a pureblood"
"He didn't even voice his opinions on his feelings against blood purity" Remus adds as they all stare at the letter in between them
"Do you think it has to do with Ophelia?" Sirius asked "I mean has Voldemort found out about her gift perhaps?"
"Perhaps" Remus sighed "But what would be so special about that and how would that benefit him anyway?"
"I don't know" Sirius groaned "But I guess Damien knew that her being close with Harry wasn't safe either"
"Did he say anything to you before we transported her?"
"No...but that must've been the sign"
(A/N) Look don't think of me as evil or something but someone's got to at least die for the saving I'm doing. Anyways writing scenes with Ophelia's dad is what gives me writers block sometimes - like I rarely talk to my dad despite being in the same house so what do you talk about? Well stuffs gonna speed up now I guess so we can get the sixth book going properly
