Heartache B.W.

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Some music was softly blasting into a room next to Davina. It wasn't too loud, neither too quiet. Confused Davina walked towards the room.

The door was closed. The teenager knocked a few times but no one seemed to hear her. For a brief second, Davina thought no one was there but a man humming the song proved her wrong.

The voice sounded so, so familiar in such an odd way. Curiosity was pushing Davina to open the door and burst into the room, just to find out what was this beautiful music.

It was certainly wrong to do so...but Davina couldn't stop herself. She opened the door, moving inside , frantically checking the room.

However, the image inside completely shook her off.

It was her.
Davina was watching herself moving in someone's arms. It was the man who was actually humming the song softly...

It was Bill.

They both seemed older but something that really got Davina's attention was Bill's face.
Half of his face was full of scars. Scars that were moving down his neck and shoulder.

His face was mutilated. Davina wasn't disgusted, she was extremely sad and confused. Meanwhile, her version from the dream didn't seem disgusted either. She was kissing Bill's cheek from time to time or even use her fingers to connect the scars together.

For a brief moment Davina forgot about Bill's face for the moment. She was concentrated on what the other her was doing. They both seemed so in love, so mesmerized about each other...it was hard to look somewhere else.

Davina that was laying in Bill's arms seemed a little older, even a little more mature. Her legs were covered in different tattoos while her hair was a simple shade of white. Not a mess of colors like now. This version of Davina was peaceful, no messy thoughts nor problems...just her laying in her love's arms.

Maybe that was the idea. Davina in both versions was such a mess without Bill.
Back to the older self...she was gorgeous. Her skin was glowing and her eyes were attached to Bill as she was concentrated on every feature of his.

For a moment the younger Davina got a little jealous. It was her cuddling with Bill but it wasn't actually her, was it?

If we are going to talk about Bill a little as well. Beside half of his face, he looked as normal as Davina could remember.

Same hair and almost the same tattoos. There were a few more new drawings attached on his skin and one of them completely shook Davina's world.

He had a "D" scripted on his left wrist. He used his hand to gently massage the older Davina, moving from her wrist to her fingers.

It was such a mess. Our Davina didn't know what to think. She couldn't even realize this was a dream. Questions were filling her head fast for a few seconds. Not so long after, she just stopped. She started smiling like crazy moving closer to the bed. Who cared how did Davina got into this situation.

She was simply living her dream and that was the most important part. Her most beautiful dream was indeed Bill. Him being happy and most importantly, next to Davina was such a magic concept.

Honestly, both Davinas could stay there for days without eating or drinking and they will be fine. Sadly enough, one of them left the dream when she opened her eyes.

The younger Davina woke up. She wasn't next to Bill in a comfortable bed, with him leaving butterfly kisses on her skin or humming a song.

No, of course not...that was just a dream.

The actual image she got was her roommates all gathered around her bedside like she was about to live this world.

"Oh Davina thank Merlin you woke up!"exclaimed Hailey, grabbing her friend's hand.

"You were crying. Did you have a nightmare or something?"asked Angelina Johnson, a look of concern placed on her face.

"Uh, I can't remember."lied Davina, her hair turning a dark shade of grey knowing exactly that her view with Bill was just a simple dream.

"Do you need anything?"asked Alicia Spinett, looking around and trying to find something that could help her friend.

"It's alright. I will just go for a walk."said Davina giving their friends a small smile.

"Right now?"questioned Alicia looking at the window surprised. It was still night, yes Davina was aware of that.

"Why don't you take the egg with you. Maybe you will manage to get some time alone and see whatever is trying to tell you."added Angelina as the other girls nodded in agreement.

"I guess I could do so."said Davina, grabbing that stupid egg and putting on a jacket.

"Don't let Snape see you!"added Hailey while Davina quietly walked out.

Five minutes or so, the girl managed to walk outside of the castle without anyone noticing. Even faster Davina found herself a spot beside the lake. Her head was such a mess...

Where were these dreams coming from? And what were they trying to tell her?

Uh she shouldn't think about stupid dreams...she should solve the egg.

Davina tried to clear up her mind as she concentrated on this golden egg and only on it. Bill was obviously trying to get into her thoughts but Davina managed to keep him out of them.

Minutes were passing by with Davina just looking at the egg and trying to see whatever she is supposed to do with it.
How could this egg tell her something?
Davina took it in her arms trying to look closely at every single detail it was hiding.

Maybe she should crack it like a real egg?

'Well, let's give it a try' thought Davina for herself before grabbing the egg and throwing it to the ground.

A dumb idea if I am being honest. The egg started its' awful sound that was now echoing loudly outside.

"Oh shit, shit, shit."exclaimed Davina as she pushed the egg away. The golden egg fell into the lake, going deeper and deeper.

"No! No!"said Davina jumping after it. The girl grabbed the egg ready to take it out until she realized something.

The egg started singing?

"Come seek us where our voices sound,
We cannot sing above the ground,
And while you're searching ponder this;
We've taken what you'll sorely miss,
An hour long you'll have to look,
And to recover what we took,
But past an hour, the prospect's black,
Too late it's gone, it won't come back."

"Oh yes!"

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞

𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐬! 𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫!
𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 :)