Obliviate (Drarry)

Chapter 12

So, I've got a confession to make. I don't entirely remember what happened in sixth year because out of all of the books and movies sixth year is my least favorite. For some reason I have a really hard time watching/reading that year and so every little detail that has happened is a little fuzzy, so I'm just kinda gonna do what I feel like for this, even if it doesn't follow the original book/movie, but I will keep some of the same things that does happen that I do remember. Ha, sorry about that. Anyways, hope you enjoy!

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Harry's POV

"You know what to do." A cold voice whispered into the darkness that sent shivers down my spine.

"Is there no one else that can do it? Someone better suited for the job?" A another voice asked. It seemed frightened and hesitant.

"Are you questioning my authority?" The voice sneered.

"N-No! Of course not my lord. The job will be done." He quivered in response.

"Remember, if you fail, I can't make any promises for the safety of you or your loved ones." The cold voice taunted.

"Yes, of course." The person had left.

"Wormtail, bring in the girl. Let's continue where we left off."

"Yes, my lord." Wormtail had seemed to leave the room for a moment, only to come back a few minutes later. 

"P-Please! I've told you e-everything that I know!" The voice of the poor woman shouted.

"Yes, I know. There's no use for you anymore. Nagini?" He looked at me and my head seemed to nod on it's own.

My body swayed from side to side closer to the girl who sobbed on the floor.

She made eye contact with me and whimpered. "N-No! Please! I beg of you!" The girl cried out.

Soon enough I was within distance of her and I opened my mouth, piercing her with my fang like teeth, dripping with venom.

The woman screamed in agony and fell back, gripping her arm roughly as blood pooled out of it.

What have I done?

"Harry."

No, why did I do that? 

"Harry."

I have to help her, I can't believe I did that to her.

"Harry!"

I gasped, my body shot up instantly. My vision was blurry from tears and the lack of my glasses.

"Are you alright?" I heard Ron ask me. He handed me my glasses after I wiped my eyes.

I put them on and faced Ron. "Sorry. Another nightmare."

"Was it, you know who?"

"Yeah. I really hate these ones. They're so life like and it always makes it seem like I'm the one hurting others." I commented.

"Just remember to try not to pay any mind to them. He could be playing a trick on you again."

"Yes, Ron. I know. I remember." I grunted.

"Right, sorry." Ron said, looking guilty for bringing up the past.

I sighed. "It's fine. I think I'm gonna go on a walk though. I need a moment to think." I said standing up from my bed.