Thick Smoke

Traitor

"Don't lie to yourself. Both you and I... we should not exist," she didn't look away as she added, "We are abominations."

Tom grasped his wand but didn't make a move. Instead, he slowly looked around the room. His eyes settled on the cradle, the blankets, and the few unmistakable traces that a baby had lived there.

"Where is it?" he asked coldly.

"Far away from you. You will never find her."

The man hissed and pointed his wand at her.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

Eliza woke up again, sweating and trembling after seeing the face of the one who murdered her mother. His face was pale but charming, his eyes were different colours for some reason: one was red and one was blue. Every nightmare was just so odd, especially since she came to Hogwarts. It seemed like all the fragments were mixing together.

When she walked down the stairs to the Common Room, she noticed the light was still on and someone was working diligently on a lot of homework.

"Are you sure you are alright? That's a lot of stuff you've got to do."

Hermione frowned and, for a moment, it looked like she was thinking of how to escape before she actually responded, "I'm fine. It's nothing I can't handle."

Eliza frowned and walked towards the desk. Hermione had every book from every class spread out in front of her.

"When is it due?" the green-eyed witch asked worriedly.

"Tomorrow."

Eliza's green eyes widened like two plates before she shook her head.

"Unbelievable."

Hermione raised her head at the sudden change in tone. Eliza was not stupid and seemed very perceptive of the people around her.

"Ah, right. I heard from Ron that your cat ate his rat. I think he made himself very clear and complained about it all day yesterday," Eliza continued as she walked and sat down on the couch.

Hermione's figure slumped and she looked like she was going to scream.

"Crookshanks did not do such a thing."

It didn't sound convincing at all.

"Then where is Scabbers? Ron said he saw blood and hair that belonged to your cat."

Eliza had a point and Hermione knew how wrong it looked.

"Crookshanks didn't eat him. Now, if you'd excuse me, I think I'll go to sleep."

Eliza watched the bushy-haired girl gather everything on the desk and strut upstairs into their dormitory.

Being all alone, she couldn't help but let her mind wander to the nightmare she had. What did her mother mean when she called both of them abominations? Before she came to Hogwarts, she had seen others around when her mother was killed, but ever since she came to school, it all started to become more complex. Maybe Remus was right, she did need a change of scenery to uncover more.

She didn't know when she fell asleep, but she got woken up by a scream of terror. The girl groaned and watched as more people opened their doors and asked around what had caused that noise.

"What's wrong?" she asked the person who was closest to her, which happened to be Oliver Wood, the captain of Gryffindor's Quidditch team.

"It's Ron. It seems Sirius Black was here and he tried to kill him," he answered, half alarmed, but panic hadn't yet set in since he was still half asleep.