Hogwarts Will Never Be The Same (Under Revision)

The Worst Day Ever

Chapter 11

Ally's POV

I was sitting with the twins, when I decided to call it a night.

"Night guys." I said with a yawn as I walked up the stairs.

I wish I never went to sleep, I had the worst nightmare yet. I don't even think you could call it a dream really, it was mostly words.

"We killed her, we killed her." Said a chilling voice.

"But we could bring her back, if you join us." It said.

"I would never join you!" I heard myself say.

The voice just laughed a cruel laugh, then I saw something I wish I could unsee.

There was a brilliant green light, from a wand. I could see it was hitting someone, and it was hurting them, it was killing them. This person was shooting a defensive spell, but they were still getting hurt, and they were getting weaker. All of a sudden the green took over, and it hit the person head on. Then, the person became clearer. It was my mother. She took one struggled breath, then she went still, she was dead.

"We can still bring her back...." The voice said, then I woke up.

"Ally!" Sasha was pretty much screaming, shaking me at the same time. I noticed Hermione was sitting up, and Lea (our other roommate) was no where to be found.

"Ally, what is wrong with you! You were screaming, and crying in your sleep." Sasha said worried. I felt my cheek and sure enough, it was wet.

"I guess I had a bad dream, but I don't remember what happened in it." I lied.

Sasha looked at me, search me for an explanation.

"I need to use the bathroom..." I muttered getting up.

I looked at myself in the mirror, I was a mess, but what scared me the most, was I knew that it was Voldemort talking to me in my dream, and that I honestly was thinking about what he said. I would do anything to get my mother back, even if it meant going to the dark side. The only thing stopping me, was that I knew she wouldn't want me too, and that she would be disappointed. Also the fact that he killed tons of people makes me not want to join him, but for some reason I'm still considering it.

When I walked out of the bathroom, both girls were back in bed, and I decided sleep was a good idea, and went back to bed.

"Earth to Ally." Fred said the next morning at breakfast.

"What?" I asked, I wasn't paying attention, I was still bothered from last night.

"Are you alright?" He asked concerned.

"I'm fine." I said picking up a piece on toast, and buttering it.

"Really, because you're buttering you're hand right now." Fred said, eyebrow raised.

"I meant to do that." I said putting the

Fred let out a sigh, then he grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the great hall.

When we were out, Fred let my arm go, and leaned on the wall, looking at me expectantly. I was a mess inside, I broke.

I burst out crying, I threw my arms around his neck and cried with my face buried in his shoulder. He held me tight and whispered things like 'its okay' or 'I'm here for you' in my ear.

When my crying became more of a sad whimper, Fred spoke up.

"What's wrong, it's okay Ally, you can tell me." Fred said, still holding me tight.