Dementor's Kiss, A (sort of) Harry Potter fanfiction

A/N: HELLO ALL POTTERHEADS! This is not exactly a Harry Potter fanfic which has gryffindors and stuff but it's Potter related and sorry if it's not that good, this is just a fanfic AKA a fan's story of something else. Anyways, hope you like it! :) Please vote and comment .

+++++++++++++   Dementor's Kiss   +++++++++++++++++

"Where am I?" I ask, my voice is croaked and hasn't been used in a long time. Actually, i'm almost a hundred percent sure that this is the first time it's been used in years .

The girl that stands in front of me, with short brown hair and sapphire blue eyes, tilts her head and continues to stare at me. Her body is small and frail but she looks almost 17, her small and petite frame is covered by a dark, black, dull, worn out cloak whose hood is resting softly behind her bright blood red headband which has two long scarf like additions that run down her neck. I don't know her. I'm sure I don't. but ever since what happened, ever since I ended up in Azkaban, I don't really think my mind was in a state to be sure of my decisions, plus, I think I somehow grew insane in that prison cell they put in.

I don't look at the girl, instead choosing to look around me, trying to decipher why I wasn't in Azkaban anymore. Did they free me? No, impossible. If so, why'd they return my sanity?

I'm in what seems to be a room, covered in dark and dull gray and black swirls, curves, lines and mixtures. I feel as though I can see freedom but bound to a chain that restricts me from ever achieving it.

"Do you know why you're here?" the girl says softly out of the blue, I turn to look at her, both her wrists are covered in a silver bracelet, each with different charm. A charm bracelet? 

I am so focused on the bracelet that I almost don't notice the impossibly huge black, sharp looking scythe that she holds in a horizontal position.

I nearly ask her how she can manage to hold such a heavy looking thing but the look in her eyes stop me, her sapphire blue eyes are empty and almost dead. 

I begin to wonder if she ended up in Azkaban too.

"I asked you a question, I expect you to answer it." her voice changes and shifts from soft and frail to harsh and cold. It's almost as if she's angry at me so I decide to answer her question.

"No. I don't know why i'm here. Do you know why i'm here?" I reply answering her question and asking her with one of my own.

She nods and  quickly twirls the scythe.

She does something completely unexpected.

She lets go of the still twirling scythe.

The scythe floats and turns and keeps on moving and turning until a flash of bright light flashes.

"What is that?" I ask as I cover my eyes from the brightness.

I feel her hand slowly but forcefully pulling me closer and closer to the light.

"You can open your eyes now." the girls says grabbing my eyes and forcing them away from my eyes.

I open my eyes and I see an all gray world. I see people, men and women, just like me, wizards, I remember most from my time in Azkaban, no I remember them all from Azkaban, but . . . . no, they're gone, they received the Dementor's Kiss long ago but then if they're here then that means i'm . .  . .. 

No.

"Welcome to WasteLand. The land or space of which and where all beings that receive a dementor's kiss go to. Since the kiss takes and sucks your  memories, happiness and energy out of your body, this is where you end up." the girl says. it is then I notice that her skin got a little more color and that she is now taller than me.

I turn from Wasteland and stare at the girl.

"Who are you?"

"Me? I'm Death. And this is where you'll stay for the rest of your eternal life." her face is expressionless but her lips from smile, a wicked evil smile that somehow fits perfectly unto her face.

I suck in a breathe of air at the realization but I forget that i'm dead but the minute I do so I feel a force crushing my insides, overwhelming me with something I don't understand.

"Goodbye dear wizard of Hufflepuff, Goodbye old prisoner of Azkaban and victim of Dementor's Kiss. Enjoy your eternal life in the abyss of Wasteland. " Death says disappearing almost immediately as I reach my hands out for her. 

I'm struggling with the feeling of not being able to breath, even though i'm dead, the feelings till hurts, it still pains.

I'm trying to hold onto something, a happy thought, a memory, something. But nothing comes up. I suddenly remember the feeling I'm getting right now was the same feeling I got when I killed her, when I killed my best friend and 2 others out of anger and jealousy. When I first got isnide Azkaban and when I first receive the Kiss. Did I deserve this?

It is here I realize that the kiss took everything from me, that i'm holding onto something taht doesn't exist. That i'm not going to hell but i'm not going to heaven either. I'm going to be stuck in an abyss where all I do is suck the happiness, memories and energy out of people who once had something to live for.

++++++++++++++++The End++++++++++++++++++

A/N: Take note that is just a figment of my imagination, TY. Oh and Please vote and comment.