Dancing with the devil (marauders era)

Chapter one

Michaela stared at the clock on the wall, watching the seconds tick by.
It was the only form of entertainment she had. She could her her parents discussing her release to the healers.

"Time to go," Annabeth Arelanno told her daughter.

Michaela sighed in relief, for the first time in two and half years, she was able to escape the hospital ward that she was ashamed to say was her home.

After saying goodbye to her healers, Michaela was lead out of St Mungo's by Annabeth and Nicholas Arelanno.

"Are you exited to be going home," Nicholas questioned

Michaela strugged her shoulders. It wasn't that Michaela didn't want to go home, it was just that her home reminded her of everything she had done, the bad things she had done.

Nicholas and Annabeth shared a look, before apparating away with their daughter. When they arrived to their destination, Michaela was in shock.

"Where are we?" She asked her parents, in confusion

"Our new home," Annabeth told her

"The healers recommended a new home, they said it would help stop the bad memories," Nicholas told his daughter, seeing that she was struggling to understand the situation

The next thing that Michaela did, left her parents in shock. She wrapped her arms around the two of them and gave them a hug. For most families that would be a regular occurrence. But for the Arelanno's this was strange.

Michaela had never been one to show affection to people, it didn't help that she had spent the last two and half years in St Mungo's.

"Can I see me room?" Michaela asked becoming uncomfortable

Nicholas and Annabeth brought the girl up to her room, it was on the top floor of the house.

Annabeth walked into the room with a happy expression on her face, the room was perfect, it was old and had beams running across the ceiling.

"Thank you" she told her parents

They both smiled and left the girl alone, leaving her to collect her thoughts.

Michaela let out a loud sigh before running her hands through her hair. It was difficult for her moving to a new house, she had loved her old house ; it was old and had lots of character.

"It's okay, it's okay," she tried to reassure herself. Unfortunately it didn't work, the girl let out a sob, a sob that she had been holding in for a very long time.

The girl cried and cried and cried, until there were no tears left. She heard her mother calling her for dinner so she quickly ran to the bathroom to wash her face.

The family ate dinner in silence, not a comfortable silence, an awkward silence. It was clear that the family no longer knew how to talk each other

After dinner Michaela excused herself to go to bed.

It was difficult to fall asleep, her thoughts swarmed her head, overloading her with emotions. Eventually her eyelids became heavy and her eyes closed.

As Michaela fell asleep the nightmares started again, they never went away. The sound of her screaming entered her head, following with images of the three dead bodies sprawled on the ground.

The name they called her, the pain that they inflicted on her all came back. Michaela screamed and screamed.

She awoke with a halt, her body was covered in sweat and her throat was parched. She sat up, looking at her room, at the clean oak floorboards.

Little did she know that in less than a years time those floorboards would be covered in blood. The question is, who's blood would it be?'