Chapter 31: Historical Help
The air was cold and musty, Lucy could taste it on her tongue. The walls seemed to close in around her and her heart threatened to jump out of her chest. Her hand was frozen to her wand and her eyes searched the empty corridor for something that wasn't there.
A breath caught in Lucy's throat and she felt her eyes well up with tears. She rammed a fist in her mouth to silence her sobs in case anyone heard but nobody was there to hear. When she had calmed down, she let her hand fall and began to walk out of the corridor.
"LUCY! LUCY HELP ME!"
Matt.
Lucy had no idea what she was doing but she'd broke into a run. Matt's voice had put her into an uncontrollable frenzy. She had to get to him before he was hurt or hurt any worse. Her heart ached and she wheezed, trying desperately to inahle precious air. But it didn't seem to matter when Matt's life was on the line.
"MATT!" She yelled at the top of her lungs, her voice was hoarse. She had to get to him. That was all that mattered. She needed him. She needed to save him. He had to be okay. "MATT! WHERE ARE YOU!"
His voice was a continuous echo in her brain and she didn't know how to stop it, it was driving her absolutely insane. If she didn't get to Matt soon, he would die. Her whole body shook in fear. Her legs were just about functioning, they threatened to buckle at any moment.
Lucy began throwing open classroom doors in a desperate attempt to find Matt because wherever she went his voice sounded the same, not quieter or louder. It was just incredibly loud and terrifying. She began kicking locked doors open, getting the feeling back into her legs.
The fear was waking her up, it wasn't shutting her down.
Eventually she made it to a massive corridor and at the end a vast pair of double doors were open. Lucy could sense Matt was inside that room as this time his screams had got louder. Lucy pelted towards the doors, ignoring the length of the corridor.
She skidded to a halt inside the room. All at once the doors slammed shut and someone's wand activated the 'lumos' charm. Lucy stared in that direction and saw Matt. She was going to tell him how relieved she was when she realised that Matt's eyes were purely black. He looked demonic under just the light of his wand.
Matt grinned evilly, like he had before they were dating. "Everyone is going to die...and it's going to be all your fault."
Snape's eyes flew open and just like Lucy, fear was making him shake. He didn't care about Matt, he didn't matter. He cared about Lucy. Matt was going to attack Lucy and Snape didn't know why or how that situation had come to be...or would be.
It was definitely a reoccurring vision, he'd seen it at Christmas and now he was seeing it again but this time it was clearer and even worse. He didn't want it to become real, he had to warn Lucy about it.
But how?
He wouldn't get anything much from her except a lot of yelling and her telling him that Matt was a wonderful boyfriend and he would never do anything of the sort. Snape wanted her to know that most of the time, his visions were right but she wouldn't listen if it was Matt doing anything bad.
Usually right. Not always. Zuc had probably forced that into his head so he would have trust issues with Lucy and Matt. He thought he didn't need this until he realised he was thinking in a positive manner like Matt had told him too.
He cursed Matthew Jarvin as he fell asleep.
* * *
Matt and Lucy sat in the Transfiguration courtyard that break time and continued reading the book that Matt had had the other day. Their eyes scanned the pages while Dean read one of Lucy's Potions books with sincere concentration while Johnny, Alex, Chris and Tyler tossed a quaffle over Lucy and Matt's heads.
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