Annabella The Sidekick (Sequal To Defiance)

Chapter 26

I'm back in the graveyard. I look around, but there's no Harry to save me this time. No. This time, it's just me and Voldemort. "Black. It's a cursed name. Your grandparents were some of my biggest followers. They even had me pick out a girl for your dear father. He tricked me however. I found out and went after your Mum. But your father got to her before I did and ran. Now their little daughter will pay for their mistakes! Crucio!" Voldemort says. I know it's a dream, but the memory of pain is real. I convulse on the ground, screaming and pleading for it to end. "Bell!" I hear my name in a whisper. "Bell please!"
I sit up quickly, my voice hoarse. "Harry?" I ask. "It's okay now Bell, I'm here." He says. And just like that, I've collapsed into his arms, sobbing. "I can't do it anymore! I'm just a coward! I'm just a Slytherin!" I sob. "Do you remember what I said that night?" Harry asks. I nod. "Yes. But I don't feel brave Harry. I just feel scared." I whisper. "I'm scared too Bell. I'm terrified." He replies. "I don't always feel brave either." I look at him, not believing that my cousin could be afraid. "You don't?" I ask. He shakes his head. "I really don't." I smile at him. "Thanks Harry." I say. "No problem Bell. Love you." He says. "Love you too." I reply.
Summer wasn't far off after the last task. Good thing too, because after that night, the nightmares started. My roommates woke me up at first, assuring me it was only a dream. When we came home, Harry was the one who would wake me up and comfort me.
The next morning, My parents say that we're relocating to Sirius and Dad's childhood home. I'm taking Dad's old room, because he can't stand to be in there. He says it gives him bad memories. I'll be staying right across from Fred and George. "Kreacher!" I call when I step into my room. "Yes Mistress?" He asks. I cough. "This room smells awful. Would you mind?" I ask. "Not at all Mistress." Kreacher replies. I turn around to see George leaning against the door frame, grinning. "Using house elves Bells? Not like you at all." He teases, half serious. "I haven't slept properly since before the first task. So I'm exhausted." I say, peeling the duvet off the bed. Everything is covered in a layer of dust, but I'll wait to clean it I suppose.
I lay on my father's old bed, and it is extremely comfortable. I sigh, knowing it won't help my nightmares. George lays beside me. "Why aren't you sleeping, Love?" He asks. I shudder. "I have nightmares. I always wake up Harry with screaming." I say. George strokes my hair, calming my mood and making me tired. "I'm right here, Love. You can go to sleep and everything will be fine. I'm not leaving." He says. "Promise?" I ask, my eyes growing heavy. "I promise." He replies, kissing my head. I let the darkness overtake me, and for once I don't feel consumed with dread.
3rd person
Sky and Regulus headed upstairs an hour later to tell the kids dinner was ready. They looked into their daughter's room to see her nestled in the arms of George Weasley, both of them asleep. Regulus began to head over to wake them up and presumably get angry, but Sky put a hand on his arm. "Reggie it's fine. We were like that." She says. "Maybe we were, but that's my little girl." He replies. "She's sleeping leave peacefully Reg. As long as the door is open I don't see a problem." Sky tells him. Regulus pouts before wrapping an arm around Sky and leading her downstairs. "I guess." He mumbles.
Bella's POV
When I wake up, my head is on George's chest and he's playing with my hair, his arms wrapped around me. "Did you sleep well?" He asks. I nod and yawn. "I could sleep for about another three days though." I joke. George chuckles quietly. "Well your mum left dinner downstairs for us." He says. "I don't want to get up." I say, burying my head in his chest. "Then don't." He says. "But I'm hungry!" I moan. "I see your dilemma." He says.
George picks me up and carries me quietly down the stairs. He puts me down halfway down though. I hear quiet voices, and I go down a few steps and see Tonks and Remus conversing in front of the fire. I don't see Tonks that much, as she's an auror and is always busy. She's one of my favorite cousins however. "Tonks!" I exclaim, running down the rest of the steps. "Bella!" She replies, getting up and hugging me. "I got here earlier but you were asleep." She says. She looks behind me and sees George. Then she looks back at me. "Your boyfriend?" She asks. I blush and nod.
George and I go into the kitchen where two plates of food are sitting on the counter, still steaming. "Hooray for magic!" I exclaim, digging in. We eat for a moment before Remus comes in to get more tea. "Have you been okay lately Bella?" He asks. I shake my head. "Not really Rem. I have nightmares every night." I say. "I noticed the bags under your eyes. It looked like you've been in a fight." He jokes. I smile and chuckle a little. "So I was thinking about something." He smirks. "What?" I ask. "We should make some cookies for the next order meeting." He says. I grin. "Really?" I ask. "Yup. You can look through the book." He says. I laugh. "I'll get on it."
When we head back upstairs, I head to my bedroom, and George to his. "Will you be okay?" He asks. I nod. "Yeah." He smiles and kisses my forehead. "I love you." He says. "I love you too." I reply.
"Welcome back." Voldemort says as I land in the graveyard. "What do you want from me?" I ask. "I want to torture you slowly and painfully so that you beg for death. Even then I won't give it to you. Not until you've watched everyone you care about die right in front of you, with nothing you can do about it." He says. "Crucio!" I start screaming. It goes on and on, the pain getting worse. "Please!" I beg. I beg for him to stop, and to just plain kill me. "Bells please!" A voice says. "Please!"
I wake up by falling off my bed. I look up and see George. Tears cascade down my face as he picks me up and lays me back down. He lays beside me and I scoot over so he's holding me and my face is hidden from the world in his chest. He whispers comforting things in my ear, but that doesn't stop me from shaking. He tried to comfort me, but nothing is working. "It was awful." I whisper finally. "I know. It's okay to have nightmares and be traumatized." George replies. "No. The dream was awful. I could feel pain. He was using crucio." I whisper. George holds me tighter. "He will never get you." He says before crashing his lips onto mine. We're kissing hard and it feels like someone injected firewhiskey into my blood stream. We kiss for who knows how long. Considering the way I feel lightheaded, I'm guessing a long time.
As we're about to kiss again, someone clears their throat. Our heads snap over and we see Fred standing there. "You guys are loud. It's like you're eating each other's faces. Just don't wake Mum up." He says with a wink before going back to bed. "Goodnight, Love." George says. "Goodnight." I reply.