Take me to count the stars

chapter one

She woke up with a start, clinging to the sheets.

"It was just a dream" , she kept reapiting herself, clutching her legs to her chest

Elizabeth had been suffering from panic attacks for about two monts, exatly since the evening of June 24th, 1995, since the death of her partner and frien Cedric Diggory.

She mentally relived tha evenig every nigth as soon as she closed her eyes to sleep: Harry' scream still etched in her mind, the sound of Mr. Diggory's crying.

She slowly laid her feet on the floor, the contact with the cold tiles brougth her back to reality. She tied her long brown hair and staggered slightly as she tried to stand up.

She breathed deeply as she walked in the corridors of the palace; she didn't have a destination, she just needed to feel that her surroundings were real, that she was safe.

The rai pattered softly on the saloon windows.

She walked over to the window, misting it with her breath. She placed a hand slowly on the surface, shivering from the cold contact.

Toughts rang in her head, pressed against her chest, demanded to be heard.

She tried to concentrate on the sound of the rain, but  all the voices and anxieties continued haunting her.

"He is my son!"

A high-pitched voice extended in the room. Elizabeth began to sweat again, her heart beating so fast it could have come out from her chest at any moment.

"My boy!"

Amos Diggory' s voice haunted her ever since that nigth. She slumped to the floor, clutching her legs to her chest, and began crying.

"Enough, please" she whispered faintly. "Enough"

In that large room she felt suffocated.

She staggered slowly, trying as hard as she could to walk towards the palace's exit. Her hands were pressed to her eara, terrified of the voices that continued to haunt her.

"Cedric Diggory was murdered..."

The voice was now Dumbledore's; she pressed her hands harder, trying to concentrate on the sound of the rain as she continued walking

"...from Lord Voldemort!"

The tunder in the distance grew closer and closer, rumbles in the nigth that sounded like the cries of giants.

The potraits of her ancestors, hung neatly on the walls, kept looking at her and whispering, horrified and frightened.

She threw open the door violently, rushing out, running barefoot. She was alive, she was fine, nothing was going to hurt her.

She  crouched onthe ground, stroking the wet grass. " Everything will be fine" she kept repeatin to herself. "Everything will be fine"

Suddenly she fealt a warm hand gently touch her shoulder. A shiver of terror ran through her body and, slowly, she turned to that anonymous warmth.

 He was ther, soaked, his eyes on hers.

Draco Malfoy.

There wasn't amazement or confusion in his gaze, but torment and anguish, but torment and anguish.

"You can't be here." Elizabeth said, standing awkwardly.

"It's your fault, Avery." Malfoy grinned, getting closer.

The girl began to back away, triyng to calm her irregular breathing. 

"He died because of you"

"No. that's not true"Elizabeth stopped, looking around for help.

She could have passed out at any moment, her legs could no longer hold her weigth and gave up.

Malfoy crouched in front of her, lifting her chin with two fingers.

"Go to hell" she whispered, causing the boy to laugh maliciously.

"We are already there."

She felt she was going crazy. All of this coudn't be real.

"Wake up!" exclaimed the boy. "Wake up, Elizabeth":

"Wake up !".

Hand shook her violently and a scream full of pain forced her to open her eyes.

She found hersef in her bed, panting, cold as ice.

"My child!", said her mother, Anna hugging her, visibly frightened. 

Since her father's death, Ms. Avery had developed a morbid attachment to her daugther. She treated her almost like she was made of glass and could break at any moment.

" Mom, I'm fine."

"It was just a dream", she continued , almost ignoring her daugther's assurances.

Just a dream, yet ita was all so real. She could still feel the cold grass tickle the bare skin of her legs, Malfoy's touch.

"Are you sure yuo want to go back to Hogwarts?"

Elizabeth stared confused at her mother for a few moments, trying to work out a concrete and reassuring answer to give her.

"Mom, We've already talked about it", she only managed to say, snorting loudly.

"A boy died, less than two months ago" Anne got out of bed, staring at her daughter " Who asures me you won't be next?"

Elizabeth closed her eyes to keep herself from crying

"I can't lose my daugther" , the woman screamed, clutching the young woman's body to her chest.

" And you won't lose me, I promise you"

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HIII GUYSSS

this is my first translation, if there something wrong please le me know, I hope you enjoy the story that , as I said before ,is not mine, but is owned by 

99dracomalfoy99

I will try to post 3 times a week, because I have to return to school :(