Good & Evil {3} | d.m. | ong.

sixteen

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Black Attacks

"Sometimes, the wicked will tell us things just to confuse us–to haunt our thoughts long after we've faced them."

That night in Liv's dorm, everyone slept, except Liv, who laid in her bed, studying a photo of her and Draco from their first year. She stared at just his face, her heart thumping in confusion. What did this all mean? She could breathe for any other boy in this whole castle but she breathed for him. As the flames by her bedside table died, she sighed as she placed the picture back in her drawer, this giving her a sign to go to bed. As she placed her bedsheet over herself, placing her head into her pillow, getting comfortable -- a loud clattering sound was suddenly heard from downstairs. Liv quickly sat up, staring out the door of her dorm. She eyed it confused, thinking she was hearing things, but then she heard someone grunt like they just fell down. She eyed the other girls in her dorm, confused why no one could hear it. 

Curiously, she got out of bed, gripping onto her wand as she did. She gulped as she slowly twisted the doorknob, trying to not wake up the other girls, but also scared of what was going on outside. Walking down the stairs of the common room, Liv saw things were scattered about as if someone had broken in. The leather couch was scratched up from what looked like wolf claws, the painting of Salazar Slytherin had been torn up, lamps were knocked down. But what Liv saw in the middle of the common room, scarred her. A body. A bloody body. Liv ran to the body to see who it was and she almost screamed out. "DRACO!" Liv screamed before she ran to the blonde boy's limp body. His body was wet, and he looked like he had been crying, but a bloodstain was soaking through him and into the ground. A wolf scratch across his chest. Liv took him in her arms, pushing the hair out of his face, and was shaking him. 

"Draco...Draco...wake up," Liv muttered as her body trembled in fear. "Come back to me- HELP!" 

But no one came, no one came for Draco, it was as if they didn't care. As Liv held Draco close to her chest and sobbed, she suddenly heard a low growling in the distance. She held in her sob as she suddenly looked up in the shadows. She saw eyes, deep dark eyes, staring back at her. She felt a chill down her spine as they stared into her terrified soul. They walked out from the shadows, and it was -- Sirius Black. Liv trembled more, gripping onto Draco harder as Black drew closer to her. Her eyes hardened in hate and fear as she realized he did this to Draco, and now he was going to do the same to her. "Stay away," Liv spat but he continued to get closer. "Please." But he jumped at her and she screamed. 

Liv then gasped awake, shaking, sweating, trembling. And the chill was still in her spine. She breathed heavily as her heart raced, and by her side were all the girls from the dorm. But sitting next to her on her bed, was Draco. He had been trying to shake her awake, and it clearly worked. Liv stared at him shakingly and in awe, seeing him alive in front of her. He didn't want to show it, but he was worried about what she was dreaming about. "Hey-" Draco said sternly, holding her arms to help her adjust to him. "You're okay." 

She suddenly hugged him, wanting to feel his alive and beating heart against her instead of his cold and dead heart from her dreams. Draco was surprised by this, seeing as how he had been completely ignoring her since Christmas. Looking over his shoulder, Liv saw that Professor McGonagall was with the group, wearing a tartan robe, staring at Liv sternly. "Professor?" Liv asked as Draco pulled himself from her, leaving Astoria in a pout. "What are you doing here?" 

"Something happened in Gryffindor Common Room," Professor McGonagall said and Liv's eyes dilated in worry. 

"So what?" Draco asked, earning a slap from Liv, and he grunted in annoyance.