In Amy's nightmare she saw her family's house they had used before everything changed in the Scottish countryside. She slowly advanced towards the tent and saw her mother guarding a small child. Amy recognized the child as her younger self when she was about seven years old. She watched as Voldemort creeped out from the corner of the room and raised his wand.
"Stand aside Arianna. I do not want to cause harm to you, my precious daughter." Voldemort said coldly.
"No Father! I will not let you kill her! She is my daughter and your granddaughter!" Arianna shouted in return.
"Very well, you have clearly made your decision. Goodbye my dear." Voldemort replied.
Amy watched her mother's expression change.
"What do you-" Arianna began.
"Avada Kedavera!" Voldemort shouted.
Amy heard her mother's screams of pain as the spell collided with her. She watched her mother's limp body fall to the ground. Amy shot straight up in bed breathing heavily. She then pulled her knees in towards her and hid her face and cried about the horrors she had seen in her dream. Amy looked up when she heard footsteps approaching her.
"Amy, what happened?" a voice asked.
Amy looked up to see Aaron with a worried look on his face.
"Nightmare, this one has to be the absolute worst. It's like he's taunting me with what I might have to do." Amy replied.
"Hey, it's okay! By the way we're going back to school today. Finished packing?" Aaron asked comforting her.
Amy's eyes filled with dread.
"I completely spaced it. Will you help me? I have no clue where my books went." Amy asked.
"Sure, anything that will help you, Lemondrop." Aaron answered.
Amy blushed at her nickname Aaron called her sometimes. She hopped out of bed and dragged her trunk out from under it. Aaron grabbed her truck's handle with her hand still on it and plopped it on the bed.
"I'll get your books you work on packing your clothes." Aaron suggested.
Amy nodded in agreement and started grabbing her robes and school uniforms from her wardrobe. As she put them into her trunk, Aaron came walking in with her school textbooks. Aaron set her books into her trunk and closed it once everything that was needed was inside.
"I'll bring it downstairs while you get dressed and ready to go." Aaron offered.
"Okay, I'll be down in about five to ten minutes." Amy replied.
Amy watched as Aaron hauled her trunk out of her bedroom closing the door behind him. She quickly changed into a light blue blouse and a grey pleated skirt. Amy then came downstairs with her backpack slung over her shoulder and her sketchbook in hand. As she slid down the railing gracefully she lost her balance near the end. Aaron rushed over and caught her from the fall. Amy looked up to see Aaron holding her up.
"You okay Amy? That was a nasty fall you had there." Aaron asked.
"Yes I'm alright. Thank you for catching me." Amy replied.
"No problem, Lemondrop." Aaron said helping Amy to her feet.
Amy blushed and straightened out her silver flower headband that she had put on.
"Good Morning Lovebirds." Lilian greeted.
"Hello Lilian." Amy replied laughing.
Lilian gave Amy a confused look.
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Voldemort's Return: The Rising of a Pheonix
FanfictionThis is book 4/6 of my pre-weritten series, Voldemort's Return.