Hiraeth

I

she saw herself , a mirror. her reflection staring right back at her. face red and puffy.

this was the first time she had cried since the last meeting with the adult death eaters. what? 3 months ago ?

since they used her as a toy to take anger out on.

since they violated her as her father watched with a wicked smile on his face.

this happened regularly. but never like this.

they were twisted in many different ways in her mind. she could name 10 reasons why at this very moment.

how come she hasn't gotten use to this already ? why hasn't she? it doesn't make sense in her mind. nothing does.

she feels like she can still feel the crutiatus curse of Nott Senior. flood through her body the same time as her fathers red eyes pierce hers when he decided to dive deep into her memories.

her ears rang. her brain feels like it's bleeding.
she's hurt. she's tired. she's angry. she doesn't want to be in a living working mind any longer.

she blinks. it goes black. her mind closes quickly, it numbs. she takes in the feeling.

the feeling is everything she ever dreamed of. it didn't last long.

her eyes open again.

blank.

...

how long has it been ?

someone is staring at her. right infront of her.
the person looks distraught. brown almost jet black curly hair, green running into red eyes.

they almost look familiar...

the girl raises her hand at the same time she does. their fingers touch, cold, but she can't feel it. neither of them can.

"syilas." a voice called. she didn't look away from the girl infront of her. their eyes stuck together like glue. maybe she knew her ?

they didn't blink.

why was she here ? who is she ? questions of nonsense flooded her mind.

a hand grabbed her shoulder. she jumped , spun and pulled her wand out. placing the tip under the attackers chin.

"hell syilas. it's just me-" the attacker abruptly stopped talking and looked into her eyes. something clicked in the mans mind. "hey, snap out of it." he shook her shoulders harshly.

she stared at him blankly.

the man took his wand and sent a electric jolt through her brain.

syilas blinked again.

her vision blurred, unblurred, blurred again. her legs began to give out.

cold arms wrapped around her to keep her steady. she tried to raise her wand again but it fell to the floor. , the clatter echoed.

she blinked rapidly, her mind slowly opened.
breath heavy. eyes watering once again.

she was so sick of crying. why the fuck did she have to cry so much ? she couldn't stop the tears that escaped

"no- no." she struggled to say through a closed throat.

a man with jet black shoulder length hair toward over her small body, staring at her harshly, still gripping her shoulders. she tried to get out of his grip but couldn't.

"why did you do that? why- fuck" she struggled more. she looked at his face once again... she stilled.

severus. "severus." her voice was barely a whisper.