The Elders (Harry Potter FanFic)

Chapter 8- A Flashback?

Astrea's POV

I was breathing heavily, tears swimming down my cheeks. That was definitely not a dream- A flashback? Most probably.

Though the weird thing was that it was never actually me there to watch... It was almost like a... Like a vision. A vision of the past. Though, why me? Didn't my brothers or sisters dream something like that before? It's too weird to comprehend.

Kenna then suddenly opened the door to my dorm, surprisingly, Dombledore knew that as an Elder, we needed our own space, so he put us in rooms with our kind and in our year- obviously, I'm the only Elder girl in 4th year, Slytherin- and I got my own room.

"Ar-Are you okay, Assy?" She breath out. She was still clutching the door with one hand, the other pressed tightly to her heart- as if trying to calm her heart beats down.

"Yes, Kenna. I just... had a weird nightmare. How'd you know I was having a hard time? We are in completely different dorms." I raised an eyebrow.

She let out a breath, finally calm again, "I could feel your feelings- one of my Elder powers. Each time an elder is in any sort of discomfort, I can feel it. I guess I have to help them, because I'll start feeling like them until they feel normal and safe once again. Each of us have more than one power, but all are different. Mostly if we talk about royals. Like you and I."

I just gave her a half smile,

"Well, if everything's okay, I'll be heading to my dorm now." Then as quick as light she left, leaving me with thoughts of the past hunting me more than the worst imaginable of nightmares and scares out there.

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As you may have guessed, I was not able to sleep at all after last night, so me being me, I skipped first period to go and confront this with Dumbledore... Ah, the old waggler.

What? He is old.

I mean... I still don't get it, does he like have an elixir of life or somethin'?

'Cause I'm prettyyyy sure nobody is usually alive after their one hundred and fiftieth birthday.

I got to the gargoyle and whispered,

"Dentist."

Now, don't tell me how I know the password, I'm just gonna say... There is a pair of black haired Slytherin twins and ginger Gryffindor twins that may be involved.

And I still don't get why in the world wizards are interested in muggles. I mean, I lived like that for fourteen years, so I'm not saying their boring, but if I had to choose between this and that world... I mean, we have freaking magic! They honestly don't have anything on us.

I raise my left wrist to knock on the door, but before I can, I hear a cheery-go-lucky voice say, "Come on in, Ms. Devine."

A/N

Heyyy- Sowwy it was short, but I'm writing and updating like crazy. About that, I have two new books and another that you might like: 'PotterHead (Draco Malfoy)', 'Poseidon's Heir (Percy Jackson)', and my newest one 'The Time Changer (Harry Potter)'. You can find 'em all in my profile, bet you'd like at least two of them.

Well, times are calling, love you all to pieces,

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