For my detention, Snape had token all his ingredients off his shelves and taken the labels off then, telling me to put them back in alphabetical order, giving me a book of ingredients and making look them up if I didn't know. It was soon close to midnight and I had gone over 24 hours without sleep and my head was throbbing painfully, with the visions I was getting. A dark room, a bone, water, dripping, a rat. A painful jolt making me cry out and drop the pickled pig's throat I was carrying. My hand fought to my head, I was having to grab a hold of the table for support, I was gasping in pain. It felt like my skull was trying to rip itself from my skin.
"Taylor what do you see" almost didn't hear his words. My hand on my shoulder making me more aware.
"A chamber.... A chamber" my voice sounded detracted, I was sobbing my hands pressed to my ears, as if to shut out noise. "I don't want to see... I don't want to see.... make it stop, It's open, it's open.... I don't want to see" I didn't remember sinking to the ground. Whatever it was, I didn't want to see it. I fought the vision like my life depended on it but I felt myself slipping.
"Taylor, what do you do see" The voice was familiar, it was Dumbledore some part of my brain thought this.
"It's big and blood thirsty and H-hungry" I sobbed, I couldn't control my tears. The pain was un real in its intensity. I felt like I was going to throw up.
"It's has to eat... but not until it's told" I was trembling. I felt faint. "Oh god" I croaked. "make it stop" I gasped. I had never felt pain before.
"Taylor, I need you to calm down and listen, stop fighting the vision. I know it's a lot at ask but if you stop that the pain will go away I promise" I heard Dumbledore's words, but I think that was the second, maybe third time he has said them. I knew the vision was a horrible one, one I didn't want to face but there are time when you have to fear you fears. So I let go.
It was dark, so, so dark. a face carved into a wall. Red hair spread out as if it was a halo. A pair of Yellow eyes. They were horrible things, so full of hate and hunger. It wanted to feast. I couldn't move, couldn't breathe, I was frozen by fear. Then there was a soft glow. Warm and orange, I felt the fear melt. Then nothingness. Sweet utter nothingness. The bliss of not feeling a single thing. I was laying on something soft, probably a bed but at that moment, I didn't care. There was a hand that tighten around mine. I opened my eyes. the light harsh.
"Luna?" I questioned. I guessed for blob of white blonde hair that surround the person.
"Good morning, Taylor, How are you feeling" I think she was smiling, but I couldn't be sure.
"A little numb, why are you here" I asked.
"Well when I heard you had passed out, I wanted to make sure you where not attacked by a Lihen. They are creatures, that hide in painting, when you have your back turned they nod up off and feed off your dream energy" She matter of factly.
"PFfft hahaha" I couldn't help but burst into laugher, until tears came to my eyes.
"Do you not believe me" She asked. I shook my head, looking where I thought her head was.
"I am sorry for laugher, I am just happy" I smiled.
"Why?"
"Because you were worried about me" I said sitting up.
After that she was very silent so much so I wasn't sure if she was still there but then she placed my glasses on my nose and the world was clear again. Her cheeks were dusted red and her eyes were so clear, I thought I might as will be looking into the open sky. Then she did something I wasn't expecting. She kissed me, on the cheek.
"You're sweet" I felt my face burn as she walked though the curtains as Hermione, Ron and Harry walked though.
"You always wear your emotions on your shelve" Hermione smiled.
"What did you say Hermione" Ron asked but she shook her head.
"Doesn't matter, How are you feeling Taylor, Professor McGonagall told us you had had a vision" She looked worried. I nodded.
I told them everything but left out the part about the pain. I didn't want to worry, it wasn't like they could do anything about it. I turn they told me, I had been out for four days and in that time, a message had appeared on the walls. Written in blood they told me it read,
"The chamber of secrets has been opened
enemies of the air.... Beware"
It made be shudder, I knew this event and the events that were coming was what was interfering with my visions. When I voiced this, Ron replied with.
"Can't you single what you want out" which Hermione slapped him over the head with her book for. I shook my head.
"It's like trying to hear one voice over a million and trying to pin point it and then heard one person shouting over a loud speaker. You only hear scats, if that. You can't turn it off and if it blends into the background it's a blessing" I said, closing my eyes before getting sick of flashes and opening them again.
"Anyway, I am even, a vision always gets me for a few days" I shrugged.
"Taylor, you were off for four days, that is not normal" Hermione said. She was worried.
"It's just because I wasn't sleeping well, I just had to reset" I shrugged but I could see she was filled with determination.
"I am going to help to ask you to leave, Taylor needs rest" Madam Pomfrey came to my rescue. They nodded and waved good bye, before Madam Pomfrey give me a tray of food and once I had eaten made me take a potion for dreamless sleep.
"Thank you" I whispered as she helped me.
"Your welcome dearly, you just get better" she smiled before the world faded into blissful nothingness.
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I'm not a coward, just shy (Hogwarts fanfic)
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