Angel [Hierarchy Series] [Harry Potter Fanfiction] (GirlxGirl)

Chapter 29 - The Malfoy

Chapter 29

Like the last time she was in this serpent's company, Y/N was circled by the beast as it hisses, softly and calmed. She can feel the cold tiles below the skin of her feet; she was barefoot unlike before. Y/N was simply petting the gigantic snake, rubbing its scale just as she would caress an owl or Pixie for this matter. She talks to it, as if they weren't in a very prey-predator situation at all but she was confident that this is merely a dream... well, maybe not at all.

Her vivid dreams aren't truly what they seem to be recounting the woman –the Hearth –and several other things, such as this serpent. The serpent was nonmoving, appreciating such simple touch that is impossible to feel outside this realm. Its connection to the girl was already explained; the Hearth is connected to all after all but little Y/N hasn't yet understood such power, still naïve to what she could influence.

The serpent had lived long enough know such secret, despite its royalty to the heir of the Salazar Slytherin, it will forever be tamed only to its mother, to all's mother. The Basilisk's task isn't only to defy the unworthy but to guard what shall remain to this very chamber, the Chamber of Secret. And Salazar, to keep his promise to the Hearth, had spread lies to what truly happens here and the other Founders were force –Salazar pleads them –to never speak of this chamber.

"What wasss it?" Y/N started another conversation, hissing her question as slicked pupils peek through. "The wooden box on the bonfire, what wasss it?"

"A key, the key." answered the serpent. It had succeeded to show the maiden what will be in her possession but isn't allowed to further tell but little.

Y/N frowned as she continued to scrub the scale of the snake and when she reaches just below its jaw, she inquired "How will I be able to obtain it?"

"Twissst the sssword," it hisses, "let it come to you, the key. The key, it opensss –"

Yet before Y/N could hear more about it, she woke up in the middle of the night with her thigh burning again. It's been doing it night after night since she had been crowned as an official scion. She manages to keep this a secret to her friends, to Nick and Nathan, and especially to her mothers. But Nick noticed, just before he left with his own mother, Alice, to return being their neighbor, and had asked about the eye bags underneath her eyes. Y/N couldn't really give a proper reply except to excuse herself by lying, saying she had been doing her assignments –which the boy believed, thankfully.

She had been oversleeping too and day by day, it was getting harder not to show how bothered she became. Y/N tried to close her eyes again and pray for a peaceful slumber yet she tossed around, hoping to find solitude in every position she tried but it was useless. Having enough of the loneliness that clouds her room, Y/N slides her blanket off and hops out of the bed with a yawn.

The dark hall isn't frightening as it used to.

Y/N, rather, find it quite a comfort to roam the dark hall; it gave her a moment of peace. Y/N halted her steps and stand there for a minute. She felt safe, Y/N's was just standing to the door of the guest room –where her uncle's snores can be heard –and couldn't help but gave a small chuckle at the faint sound.

The quiet gave no judgment.

At the moment, Y/N was no Reid, someone who is told to achieve greatness and assigned to be a ruler of a mythical land where the said land is alive. Right here, right now, Y/N was just Y/N. It let her breath without rush, without fear of disappointing those who cheers, who knew what was given to her.

Y/N didn't want to be a Reid and right now, she isn't one. She didn't hold the name –where merely mentioning the name itself sparks expectation around her. She breathes in and out. Y/N wanted to be just Y/N L/N and she shall be for tonight.