Thick Smoke

Bonding Time

It was dark and very cold. The only light was coming from the end of the hall. She was in the kitchen, standing at the table with a cup of fresh tea beside her hand and a napkin in the form of a rose on her lap. She knew she was there; she could see her hands moving so she was sure it was her body and no one else's.

With slow moves and a blurry vision she grabbed the handle of the cup and brought it closer to her nose. It smelled like mint and honey and it made her feel a certain familiarity that she couldn't quite explain.

Eliza heard movements above and quickly went towards that direction, a direction she knew yet couldn't see well. She was being led by reflexes and long forgotten memories that suddenly surfaced.

It was just like in those muggle movies she had seen where the victim was drugged and could barely see in front of her. But she was stable and hasn't even once stumbled towards the stairs; moreover, she could make some parts out like the pattern on the wall or the light coming from upstairs.

With one hand grasping the railing, she realized there was someone leaning against the wall, looking scared yet at the same time completely mesmerized by what was happening in front of him. She turned her head to her right and noticed three men in black robes, a woman with crazily messy hair and a certain lack of sanity (she was screaming something but it was hard to decipher exactly what ).

Getting closer, Eliza noticed features that she could vaguely remember, like the man with long blonde hair or the stuffy man leaning against the wall. She also noticed a skinny man leaning across the crazy woman with his hands folded in front of his chest, sneering at the sight.

And then there he was, the man with a cloak over his head pointing at a woman who was bravely facing her enemy.

At some point, Eliza felt like the whole house started to sway, making her feel nauseous. Trying to steady herself, she grabbed onto the closest people she could find: the crazy woman and the sneering man. After a few words of hatred exchanged between them, she heard the cloaked man speak,

"Is this how you repay the kindness I showed you?"

Suddenly, the man turned around and looked straight into her green eyes. For a moment, those blue monstrous eyes froze every cell in her body and she stopped breathing for the whole time he was breathing.

"I will find you, Eliza. Rest assured your place by my side is irreplaceable."

He didn't speak but those words echoed in her mind, coming from somewhere. With one quick move of his hand, the monster hissed and pointed the wand at Eliza instead of the other woman.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Eliza! Liz, wake up!"

Eliza jumped out of her bed gasping for air and sweating like never before. She was trembling all over and her expression was one of sheer fear. Sirius wrapped his arms tightly around her, pulling her into his chest and rubbing her hair gently.

"It-it was him! The dream- I was there in the back watching as he- as he,"

She wasn't coherent but how could she after what she just witnessed. The brunette grabbed him by his clothes tightly, pulling him down her level.

"He's looking for me. Voldemort is-" She hissed staring straight into her father's eyes.

It was later that day when she could remember her dream in detail. She knew Pettigrew and Malfoy were there but she had no idea who the others were.