Broken Like Me - a Harry Potter short fic

Chapter 1

Sixth year:

-Nooooooo! -you scream as you bend forward, head throbbing and eyes full of tears- Stop, stop! Stay away from them!

The lights go on, and you gasp, fighting against your anxiety for some air. You look around; Ginny, Hermione, and Luna are staring at you, worried eyes.

-Hey, y/n, are you okay? -the sweet voice of Hermione reaches you, and you turn to see her sitting on her bed, messy hair and wand in hand, exhaling a white and strong light.

-I-I... -you manage to mumble, trying to catch your breath.

-I'll get Ron. -a sleepy Ginny stumbles out of the bed and leaves the room, her voice raspy with tiredness.

Hermione walks over to you, putting a comforting hand on your back. You flinch as she touches you, and she opens a sympathetic smile.

-Shhhhh, it's okay. It was just a bad dream, I promise.

-They.... she... they're gone.

A soft knock makes you turn to see a messy Ron by the door, rubbing his eyes:

-Oi, Y/n, are you okay? -you jump out of bed and rush to your cousin's arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

-Ron! -he wraps you in his arms and waits silently for you to calm down, playing with your hair- I dreamed about her, again. They were there Ron. Mom and dada were there and... she killed them.

He holds your shoulders and pulls you far enough away so that you can face him:

-I'm sorry, y/n. I really am. -he swipes a tear that is rolling down your face, and you nod slowly.

-I know. -you turn to face your friends in the dorm- I'm sorry girls, I wish you hadn't woken up because of me.

-Hey, it is alright, cuz. -Ginny says, caressing your hand sympathetically- It's not like it is the first time one of us has had a bad dream.

-Yeah, y/n. -Luna chimed in- Remember that time I dreamt Prof.Umbridge was eating my leg? You stayed up with me afterward because I was too scared to sleep.

You give her a soft smile, and Hermione shoots you a tender look:

-We are a team, remember? -you nod slowly, and she winks at you.

-All right girls, back to bed. -Ron orders, then turning to you, a gentle hand on your arm- You and I are going to have a little chat in the common room, 'ight?

You nod and you both head down the stairs into the common room. You both sit at armchairs facing each other, next to the big and inviting fireplace. With a wave of his wand, Ron starts the fire, and you hug your knees.

-Are you going to tell me more about that dream or am I going to have to find it out on my own? -he leans his head to the side, trying to figure you out.

-I'll tell you, cuz. -you take a deep breath, trying to stop the tears from forming. You blinked really fast, but it didn't help- Well, it was more of a memory, you know. I was there, playing with my little doll, Cici... Mom was also in the living room, reading that book she loved, and I could hear dad playing the piano upstairs.

"That was when we heard the big 'bam' on the back door. Mom quickly hid me inside the cabinet of the living room, but she left a little crack open by accident. All I could see was my doll, dropped on the floor.

I heard dad running downstairs, and mom screaming and pleading for mercy. That evil, diabolic laugh echoed... that monster. My dad shouted, and through the crack I could see my mom's body falling on the ground, lifeless."