Toujours [HarryPotterFanFiction] **COMPLETED**

..Obliviate..

I sit down on the hotel bed, as Harry sits beside me, flipping through the channels on the television.

It just doesn't make any sense. If Dad had cheated on my Mom, then why didn't he tell me?? I have to talk to Malfoy when term starts up again..

"Rose..?"

I look quickly to Harry, shaking my head. "Huh?.." Harry hands me the television remote, with a small smile on his lips. "I'm going for a jog. I need some fresh air" And before I could respond, he was out the door, closing it softly behind him.

I stare at the door briefly, before standing, deciding on a quick shower before Harry returns. I grab my bag, and head for the bathroom, leaving the door cracked just enough to let the steam out.

I turn the knob, making sure the water is scalding hot as I strip down, and climb in. I watch as the water swirls down the drain, washing me of everything that's happened today.

Tomorrow's a new day, and I will talk to Jane more about all this..

I finish up in the shower, making sure to wash my hair twice, before turning off the water. I jump out, quickly drying myself off, before pulling on a fresh pair of jeans, my Gryffindor hoodie, my combat boots, and a gray beanie.

I hear the hotel door open then close, causing a smile to appear on my face. "Harry, is that you?" I call, as I exit the bathroom, but when I exit, I scream.

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It's dark.
It's quiet.
Except for the faint dripping noise in the background.

I listen closely as there is footsteps heard above me. I try to move but something has my wrists locked. Beginning to panic, I shake my wrists, listening to the way the metal clanks together.

I'm chained. To a wall. I go to scream, but it comes out muffled and grunted. Something is covering my mouth. I stop moving, as I hear my heart beating rapidly inside my chest.

I wiggle my head from side to side as faint footsteps are heard closer to me this time. I stop moving, listening closely as the footsteps become louder. At this point, my heart is hammering, and I can hear my pulse in my ears. Ringing and ringing.

Then the footsteps stop. I sit still, listening, but hear nothing. Then there's a soft movement, and the light shines. Whatever was over my face is gone now.

As my eyes adjust to the light, I look around, noticing I'm in a dungon. I look up to my wrists, rolling my eyes that they are infact chained to the wall. I look down as a small sack lays there, beside a pair of pink heels.

My eyes follow the leg, up the torso, and to the face of none other than my Aunt Jane. She's staring down at me with a wicked grin on her face. In her right hand is a roll of silver ductape. In her left is a small syringe.

I watch as Jane moves, the dark liquid inside the syringe moves too. I listen to the way her heels click against the stone of the dungon as she makes her way closer to me. "Well well, look who's awake" She says, looking beside me.

My eyes follow hers and my heart falls into the pit of my stomach. Harry's chained to the wall beside me, completely zonked. I whimper softly as my Aunt makes her way closer to Harry, who slowly looks up at my Aunt, terror in his green eyes.

What's going on?!

I whimper again as my Aunt sinks down to the ground, edging her way closer to Harry. Harry squirms, but my Aunt grabs ahold of his legs. I scream as she injects the needle into Harry's thigh, causing him to scream himself.

I watch as he slowly drifts back out of it, his head hanging low. I stare at him in complete shock as my Aunt crawls to me, another syringe in hand. I look quickly to her as she takes my cheeks in her hand, putting pressure on my face.

"God you and your bitch of a mother look so much alike. It's disgusting.." My Aunt spats, rolling her eyes at me. I glare hard at her, trying to wiggle from her grasp.

"You are so much like her, you know that? To good for your self. Always have to be the center of attention. A little whore!" She says the last word like it was acid to her tongue.

I knee her hard in the gut, as she hunches over, grabbing ahold of her stomach. "You son of a bitch!" She screams, slapping me hard across the face. I whimper out in pain, shutting my eyes as the pain flares through my face.

She hit me!!

My Aunt sits on my legs, holding me still as she quickly sinks the needle into my forearm. At first the feeling stings, but soon after, it goes numb. The numbness spreads throughout my body, as I watch my Aunt withdraw what appears to be a razor blade from her skirt pocket.

I watch as she raises the blade, smirking down at me. I try to move but feel nothing as my body lays there, completely useless. My vision blurrs in and out as I watch Jane carve words into my arm.

I wince a few times, feeling little pain, but then it was over. I looked to Harry as his body lays rigid. His head still hanging low. I look back to my Aunt as she crawls off my lap.

She walks over to the caged door, and raises my wand in her hand. I think she's going to aim it at me, when she aims it at the tattoo on her shoulder. My vision blurrs again, but focuses back as the tattoo becomes completely visible.

The Dark Mark..

How could I have not noticed that before?!

She turns to me with a dark smile on her face as my vision blurrs again. I shake my head as a white light appears.

I squint against the light but my vision remains blurred. I hear Jane's voice, harsh and terrified.

"No! What are you doing?! He will kill us both if we don't hand them over.."

My vision comes back as his voice is heard..

"Leave them alone" Severus Snapes dark voice says as he walks towards us.

I don't believe it...

"You know what will happen if you set them free.." Jane warns, stepping beside Snape. She lays a hand on his forearm, but he shrugs her off.

"I have other orders, and what I do is none of your concern, Jane..." Snape says her name like she's dirt under his shoe.

I watch as Jane steps aside, watching Snape. Snape stands beside Harry, but rolls his eyes at him. He quickly turns to me, but appears to be shocked.

"You gave her the Simple Sleeping Draught?" Snape asks, not letting his eyes leave me. I watch as his eyes flicker to my forearm, and I try to look too but I'm glued to the spot.

"Yes, but the little bitch-" Snape cuts her off, raising his hand. "Watch your tone..." He says, before waving for her to continue.

"She got the whole vial full but she seems to be turning against it. It's strange. Only one other person has ever been known to do that and that's The Dark Lord" Jane says the last part, causing my heart to stop.

What?!

"Curious.." Is all Snape says, as he eyes me carefully. "Well, we will just swipe her memory of all this.." Snape says, as he stands up, withdrawing his wand.

I watch as he aims it to me, a soft frown on his lips. I look up to him, my eyes pleading for him to surrender me.

My ears begin to ring, drowning out the simple spell as the words leave his lips. My eyes begin to shut, my head beginning to spin, as the spell hits me, swirling around and around in my brain..

Obliviate

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