Tones of Grey (Lady Lesso x OC)

Nightmare before torture

Lady Lesso's POV

I woke up to an unending high pitched scream. What in Evil's heavens was that?

It was torture. Hearing that was absolute torture. In anther context, perhaps without me being tortured as well, I would revolt in the idea of using that sound with misbehaved students. I bet they could even hear it at the other School, and I wasn't even exaggerating. The scream didn't stop for more than just a second so that the person who was producing the sound could breathe. The noise seemed to be coming from near my room, maybe even too near.

I stood up and opened the door of my chambers. The other Evil teachers were all appearing through their doorsteps, notoriously angry. Now in the hall, it was obvious where the sound was coming from, and that's precisely what I feared.

"Go back to your rooms. I'll deal with it." I told my staff, before walking towards her door. They didn't seem happy at all about it, but then again, when did they seem happy about anything?

I opened the black wooden door to her chambers without knocking. I didn't hurry to any of it, if she were to be in trouble, it would do her well to suffer a bit to unleash her evil side. The screams were even stronger in there, I wanted to cover my ears so bad I almost did.

In the end, she actually wasn't in danger. Or at least it didn't seem like it. It actually looked like she was having a nightmare, an awful one if she was screaming like that and not waking up at her own noise. It also seemed that she was convulsing, her body shaking uncontrollably. I hurried next to her because I didn't want her to hurt herself and I turned her around so she would lay on her left side and not choke. The problem was that it didn't seem to do anything for her, minutes past my arrival at the room. So perhaps I would have to try wake her up. I got on top of her, grabbed her hands and legs so that she was contained and started yelling her name, hoping it would work.

Sofía's POV

I woke up screaming, surprisingly. I think I've previously mentioned that I don't normally scream of fear. So that was new. I was feeling very overwhelmed and scared, the nightmare still roaming my mind and I had this strange taste in my mouth. But that's when I realized someone was holding me still against the bed. My body tensed as I startled and gasped, surprised, before realizing it was Lady Lesso. I relaxed at her grip.

"It's ok, it's only me." she said, calmingly, in a sweet voice I had never heard before that. She let me go quickly, definitely more quickly than I wanted her to. "You were shaking pretty hard, I thought you could hurt yourself, that's why I grabbed you." she explained.

"Thanks." I replied. The silence settled between us, not knowing what to say. Finally, she dared ask:

"What happened? Is this normal for you? Those screams..."

"Actually, I don't usually scream. Ever. Not even when I'm frightened, I just jump in my place or breathe quickly. This was... weird. Still is."

"What was going on in the dream?"

"I was being tortured. A redhaired woman that looked familiar, but I don't particularly remember from where was trying to get inside my memories with a spell that produced cuts on my body. Deep cuts, that hurt like hell."

"Are you sure it wasn't me? I tend to provoke this effect on people." she said teasingly. I let go of a little laugh.

"I'm sure. She didn't have curls, and her finger didn't light up when she used her magic."

"Right. Do you think it could be a memory?"

"I certainly think it was. I am quite creative, but this... it felt so real. The strange thing is, that I don't have any scars that could prove me right, and those cuts... there is no way they wouldn't have left scars. Oh, and would you be so kind to pass me that glass of water, please? I have an awful taste in my mouth I can't get rid of."