I woke up and rubbed my eyes. The smell of delicious food hit my nose. I started walking towards the kitchen; the source of the smell. Terrance was frantically flipping pieces of toast, making sure that they aren't burnt, and cutting up fruit.
"Want any help?" I asked and he turned around. He shook his head from side to side, and continued with his work.
I went and got ready for the morning. A hollow feeling spread inside me. Not the type when you feel disappointed. Not the one when you receive bad news. This was another type of hollowness. The kind that felt like I was slowly losing myself.
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I took a shower and started walking down the stairs, when I suddenly fell dizzy. I grabbed onto the railing of the stairs, and shut my eyes. A burning sensation filled inside me; my insides were on fire.
I tried going down (still dizzy) and almost tripped. I plumped myself onto the sofa. My head still spinning, I was now feeling nauseous. "Terrance!" I called out. He ran out the kitchen in a hurry.
"What happened?!" he asked.
"Feeling dizzy. Wanna throw up. Is it hot?" I asked. I felt like I was sweating too.
"Umm.... It's cold." he said, and came near me. He put his hand on my forehead. "You don't have a fever."
I felt even more uncomfortable as seconds passed. "I'm gonna call Anne or Mrs. Weasley." he said and frantically rushed to the door.
"Terrance Walter! Don't leave me here alone!"
"How else do you think I'll call them? An owl?!"
"Patronous. Use your patronous or somethin'! I don't know!"
Suddenly the dizziness stopped. And my head started pounding. My chest tightened. Everything around me muffled. But I felt light. It felt like a huge boulder was lifted from on top of me. It felt like I was floating, but I was still on the couch. "Cass, I'm gonna apparate with you okay?" I heard his muffled voice.
I don't know if I nodded my head or not, whether I gave the thumbs up or not. I don't even know if he heard my okay. It felt like I was frozen without the cold. Paralyzed but I could move.
Suddenly the feeling of apparition came over me. We landed and I saw the burrow in front of me. My legs gave up at this point, and I fell over; my eyes still open.
Terrance carried me for the short distance, and knocked on the door; hard. Molly opened the door, and her eyes widened. This was definitely unexpected. "Oh dear!" she exclaimed, and I heard her guide Terrance over to the sofa.
A ringing echoed in my brain. It got louder and louder as seconds passed. I hissed and shut my eyes tighter. Molly calling my name was the last thing I heard before silence took over.
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Something bitter went down my throat. I opened my eyes and Anne jumped on to me for a hug. I startled and looked around. I was in the old room that me and Ginny shared. The door was closed and locked.
"How are you Young Order?" I heard a voice say.
"Draco? Why are you here?!" I asked, as I frantically shot out of bed. "Relax... Nobody saw me. I've been hiding under your bed." he said coolly.
"This can't keep happening. It felt stronger this time." I said, clutching at my head, which was still pounding.
"It should... I mean it will. They're getting more and more control over you. Once they get fully into you, well... let's say you'll turn into a monster." he said.
We heard footsteps and Draco ducked under the bed. Fred and George burst into the room. "Knew you were awake!" they screamed together.
"Quieter." I hissed. They held up their palms to say sorry. "I'll go call mum." said Ginny, whose head peeped over the twins' shoulders.
"So... what's gonna happen with her?" George whispered.
"According to Dra- I mean according to what I read, the spell will keep getting stronger." Anne said.
"Isn't there a cure?"
"There is, but no one practices it anymore. Only old dark wizards and prolly Dumbledore knows the spells and stuff."
"Then let's ask him?" Fred said confused on why we didn't ask Dumbledore already.
"Cause' I've tried to mentioned it to him. He knows. He just won't help." I said, propping myself onto my bed.
We talked for a little while longer, and then Anne made the twins leave. Draco popped up from under the bed. "I must getting going. I lied to my parents; told them I was at Zabini's. They'll figure out my lie if I don't go now." he said.
I waved him a goodbye, still tired. "Take care Cass." he said and Accio-ed his broom. He jumped on it, and flew away from the window.
Just as he left, someone entered. "Cass! Are you feeling better?" asked Harry as he barged in.
"Not the best, but not the worst. I can handle it."
"We must do something about it. Voldemort won't leave until he gets what he wants."
"I know. I know it a lot more than you do."
"Come on now everyone. Let Cassie rest for a while." Said Annalise and rushed everyone out the room.
"I've had enough rest. I wanna get out of this bed. I'm not dying." I said and tried getting out of bed.
"I'll help you." said Harry and came over to my side.
"Thank you Harold." I smiled. He rolled his eyes with a smile, and held my arm as I slowly walked out the door, and down the stairs to the hall.
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I had to do something. Something to stop the other side from getting into me. From getting to know the future. The defeat of Voldemort.
Even if it meant that I would have to die.
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A/N:
Hey wonderful Humans!!
I'm so sorry for being MIA for so long. I've just been busy with Grade 11, the new subjects and the new responsibilities that have come to me this year.
It's been a hectic year, and I know it'll never be easy any time soon. Some days I'm just too tired to write, and some days I barely have time to chill.
Any who, don't ever think that I will stop TRULY REALITY here or in the middle. Whether it takes months or a year or two, I will complete this book. There is no stopping me.
I know this chapter is small, but this is all that time allows me to write rn. I also don't want you guys to wait for a long time.
I apologize in advance if this chapter didn't reach your expectations and if I don't upload in the coming days. My exams are around the corner, and it has made my schedule even more hectic.
Hope ya'll have a wonderful day. And do stay till the end, cause' the story of Cassie Smith just began :)
~C.G
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TRULY REALITY [A Harry Potter Fanfiction]
FanfictionCassie Smith was a 14 year old Potterhead. One day her friend, who was a witch dies and she acquires her magic core. What happens when she travels back in time to 1993 in London? Will she settle into her new life? Can she go back? Can she change the...