Fawns Heart

{Sixty-eight}

There was a man.

A man in a black suit and tie.

He sat in a chair across from me, his arms were bound to the armchair with thick ropes. He struggled, tears streamed down his cheeks, a large wound on his forehead caused blood to leak down the side of his eye. He winced, he cried, he begged the person in front of him. 

I began walking forward, though I paused once I saw him flinch. He closed his eyes tightly, almost wishing I would go away. I was confused, I had no clue as to why he was flinching, nor why I was there in the first place. 

I looked around me, it was a dark cellar, similar to the one I was locked up in months ago, maybe it was that exact one. I looked down to the floor, I was bare foot and in that long green dress. There was a mask that covered my face, I tried to pull it off, but my body wasn't listening to my brain.

I wasn't in control.

But I could see everything this time, I could hear everything.

"P- please!" The man spat blood from his mouth as he begged.

My lips began to move without my control, "I will ask you one last time. Join me, join the Dark Lord and all of thi-"

"I said no!" He jolted from the chair as if to lunge at me.

Internally, I flinched at the movement, though my body didn't show it. I could feel myself cock my head to the side, causing the man to back further into his chair. I felt my arm lift my wand towards the man, he shook his head and pleaded with me.

"You will learn not to interrupt me... Crucio!" 

The man screamed and squirmed in pain. His legs kicked from the chair, his arms dug deep into the sides his arms were roped to. When the curse stopped, his chest rose and fell quickly but not before my wand flicked from one side to the other, drawing a large wound across his neck, spilling even more blood down his chest.

I internally screamed, though no sound came out. My body moved me to walk away, but paused at the sound of whimpers behind a door, the entire exterior had changed as my body walked. I wasn't in the cellar anymore, I was in what looked like a pub, a tavern of some sorts. The door flew open and exposed another man huddled in the corner, begging for his life. With another flick of my wrist, the man was dead.

I hardly noticed that my body had apparated, and now it was dark. I was somewhere else, dressed in the same clothes, though I had control, I could move but I still couldn't speak. Walls and furniture began to build around me, as well as a man and a woman. The woman wore the same dress and mask I did only a minute ago, the man wore grey robes and had a long, familiar beard.

Albus Dumbledore.

Their speech was portrayed as muffled sounds while I walked around the space. I tried to read their lips, though hers were blocked by the mask, and he hardly spoke. The woman was me, I had the same scars, the same bone structure. 

Her voice became abundantly clear as she spoke her final words.

"AVADA KADAVRA"

I screamed as I watched Dumbledore tumble off the railing, the sound of his lifeless body hitting the floor caused me to jump slightly.

What had I done?

Everything around me changed once again, the walls and furniture were gone and the floor was covered in water. There was a coughing sound coming from the ground next to me. With one glance, I burst into tears, I screamed at the sight.