* Dream*
Walking outside of Hogwarts I felt as if i was being followed. So I started to walk faster. I couldn't take the tension anymore so...out of curiosity I turned around to see if there was anyone. There wasn't.....for the moment. All of the sudden...i was knocked out by a rock or something and I blacked out. later on i woke up in a place I have never been in before...I also realized I was chained up against a stone wall.
Me:Hello?! Anyone her?!
I listened for awhile, I didn't hear anyone. But I did hear big clanky footsteps getting closer...and closer. Then finally walking through the door...HE was there. Voldemort!! I gasped at the sight of him but he looked very happy to see me.
Voldemort- Hello, my sweet sweeeet lydia.
His voice hissed as he spoke. He chuckled a bit.
Voldemort- Did you miss me? Awwww I bet you don't even remember me do you sweetie?
Me: Actually...NO I don't.
he smiles showing his disgusting teeth. As he slowly swep his cold fingers against my cheek.
Voldemort: You have grown up to be a beautiful young lady.
Me; What do you want with me?
He realized I was angry. but he didn't care he just carried on with the conversation.
Voldemort- Its not what I want with you. Its what I need to tell you...about your future. You are going to become a deatheater. Just like my brother...well your father.
Me: You...you are...my uncle?
Voldemort- Yess...yes sweet child.
Me:Your LIEING!
Voldemort- Oh no! i am being completely honest Lydia! YOU are my niece! I am your uncle! And you will become a deatheater just like you were born to be!
He was yelling now. Getting angry also. I tasted blood but i have no idea why. He got out his wand and pointed it at me.
Voldemort- So Lydia, where is it?
Me: Wh-what?
Voldemort- DON'T YOU ACT STUPID YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT!
Me: NO! I don't know what your talking about! *tears rolling down my face*
He sighed as he rolled his head around. And I heard it pop a few times. Then he just smirks and gets closer to me.
Voldemort- To make sure you understand and remember we are family and you can never escape me...
He then took his wand and he cut a long deep line into my fore arm above my wrist. I started to scream and cry out.
Me; PLEASE! STOP IT! PLEASE I UNDERSTAND! PLEASE PLEASE!
I could feel the tears streaming down my face. Voldemort then cut a slit into the palm of his hand. He didn't show any sign of pain. His blood is nothing like I have ever seen. It was jet black instead of red. Then he puts his hand above my cut and lets it dip 3 drops of blood on my cut. He mixes our blood together with his fingers. A burning sensation now started all up and down my arm. he smiles evily and pleaded to him.
Me: Please make this stop...its burning...i beg of you please!
* Back to reality*
Lizzie: Wake up Lydyy. WAKE UP!
Me: What huh?
Lizzie; Your arm is bleeding LOOK!
Looking down at my arm sure enough my (used to be white sleeve0 was now red wet and sticky. How could this be!? It was only a dream wasn't it?
