Before The Past

Ch. 3

The sound of creaking stairs grew in my ears. An image starts to fade in from the black, and I start to go up an abandoned looking staircase. There's hardly any light except a from a lantern beside me and from a room at the top of the stairs. I feel another presence next to me, holding the lantern, but I can't look to see who it is. We walk up in sync like we were one. As I get further up the stairs, I hear a voice emerge harshly from the top. Slowly the voice turns into two voices, whispering back and forth, but I can't make out the words. At the top I can finally see what's going on. There is a door directly in front of the stairs, with a green tinted light coming out of it. All I could make out in the room was a partial outline of a chair and a man hunched over standing in front of it. The man's hair seemed to be frail and all over the place. The voices were now more distinct, and I could make out what they were saying. 

"Oh no, no, no my Lord Voldemort. I only meant, perhaps of we were to do it without the boy-"

"No! The boy is everything! It cannot be done without him and it will be done exactly as I say." This voice sounded old and tired. It seemed to be coming from the chair, but I couldn't see anybody. Then, another man appears kneeling before the chair. 

"I will not disappoint you my lord." He says

"Good! First gather our old, comrades. Send them a sign." The voice seems to strain more and stutter as it spoke. 

A snake then started to slither across the floor, I can sense that whoever or whatever is next to me is moving, but I stay put. I can't move. The snake enters the room and starts to hiss as it climbs the chair. 

"Nagini tells me the old muggle care taker is standing just outside the door!" The hunched man looks over at the door and walks closer. An anxiety starts to rise from my stomach, but I realize I'm not the care taker. "Step aside, Wormtail so I can give our guest a proper greeting." 

The man did as he was told and a finger appeared from the chair.

"AVADA KADAVRA" The voice was loud, but strained as a green flash appeared and flooded my sight. A loud screech like an old tee kettle began to rise and my vision goes blurry. Suddenly my eyes are open. 

It was all a dream.

I sat up and felt a chill up my back and neck from the sweat that developed on my body. My bed and covers were also slightly damp. I flopped back down and rolled over to the side.

Thud. 

My head hit my nightstand and the rest of my body made contact with the floor. I reached behind my head to feel if there was a bump only to find blood. I rolled my eyes and attempted to get up. To no success, I called for Erby, and without a second in between he appeared. 

"Yes my lady, oh dear are you alright?" He walked over to me and inspected my head. "Tch tch, miss took a hard fall Erby can see. Not to worry Erby will fix it."

He snapped his finger and I began to float back onto my bed. A pillow propped up and adjusted to my neck while Erby grabbed a box. He stood on it and looked at my head again. He put a finger up and mouthed 'wait here', while walking out of my room. 

After a few minutes he came back with a vile and a bowl of water with a towel. He put the towel in the water and dabbed it on my head. I winced at the the pressure, but relaxed as I felt the warmth of the towel on my skin. 

"It's going to hurt a bit miss." Erby said quietly

After he cleaned up the blood he opened the vile and placed a few drops on my head. I flinched again, but this time the pain wasn't as bad. I felt my skin start to move and the pain started to go away. I touch the top of my head and felt nothing. I looked at Erby and thanked him. He looked at my hand and fixed it as well. I asked him not to tell my parents about it, and he agreed.