LUCY'S P.O.V
By the time we reached Kings' Cross, I realized there wasn't a platform nine and three quarters anywhere in sight. I leaned over to the twins
"Where is the bloody platform?" The twins exchanged mischievous grins that I could tell no good could come from.
"Follow us" Fred started
"If you dare" George finished in a devious tone. The two idiots ran straight at a brick wall. So, NATURALLY I did the same and charged for the solid brick wall, as I closed my eyes, and braced for the impact, I noticed that I didn't feel it, I opened my eyes to find myself surrounded by other witches and wizards of all ages, and in front of it all was a gorgeous steam-locomotive, 'I lovedevery new sight that my eyes meet in this world' I thought while I wondered what was next. As I climbed on the train, I found the twins and sat with them.
"So what're we going to do now?"
"We wait for the train to leave." George stated
"And then we entertain ourselves for the rest of the ride." Fred finished
"How about we..." I trailed off "p-" I was interrupted by Fred
"We could tell you about Hogwarts!" he yelled enthusiastically
"Okay." it can't be too long I thought. I WAS WAAAAAAY WRONG!
Two hours into their explanation, we were on moving portraits. I felt myself drift to sleep, but this time, it wasn't peaceful. NOT AT ALL!
I was back at the orphanage, staring at Melonie Balonie as I looked through my seven year old eyes. But, I noticed that my usual song wasn't playing, instead my music was replaced with silence ...
"How dare you try to use me as a mop. YO-YOU- YOU FREAK!" she exclaimed as she picked me up off the floor by my t-shirt. I instantly knew what would happen. I tried to control my body, say something, anything. Nothing happened I remembered this all too well- I was in shock. All I could do was apologise and cower in fear.
"Sorry! You think SORRY will cut it!? No, Not this time." she grabbed a steak knife and threw me on the floor, suddenly. I was watching what happened, I tried running at the whore, but every time I tried to touch her, me, or the knife. I felt a stinging sensation on my right shoulder.she then ripped my shirt off and started carving, I HATE that dreaded word that is stuck on me I vowed to never, ever call someone that word I would NEVER sink to her level.
As she carved on, I felt something wet on my shoulder and knew the dream a affected my physical body as well. She re-opened the scar. As soon as little me got up, she was kicked down, then Baloney got two of her favorites hold me down. I wouldn't go down, not that easy. I saw little me use her chompers that then ruined favorite #1's manicure. I just threatened to touch the other's hair and she ran for the hills. Now that I was free, I got out of her grasp. I punched, and kicked, and bit, she lost four teeth that day.
But in the end, she locked me in my closet for weeks, no exit whatsoever that closet held nothing but me and Snuffles. My only comfort from ages 4-now. I felt shaking, someone yelling my name, two people, they yelled and shook me.
I woke up suddenly, and then. I burst into tears, I felt the openly bleeding scar on my shoulder, I didn't have physical damage from Baloney's blows, but it still hurt my emotions to see myself get beat up like that.
"What happened Lu?" the twins asked together
"I re-lived some horrifying memories that I wish had never occurred."
"We could tell something bad was happening, you thrashed around screaming." Fred stated as he sat on my left, and ALMOST touched my right shoulder, I stood up quickly, and they seemed hurt by this. then I rubbed my arms together, realizing how cold I was, but this exposed my right shoulder. The twins looked at me in utter horror
"Who did that?" They asked
"Ummmm welllllll" I squeaked out. "Someonecutmyshoulderwheniwaslittleitbecameascarshereopeneditinthedream." I said in one breath
"Lu," Fred started
"Speak english" George finished
"Okay, someone cut my shoulder when I was little it became a scar, and I guessed reliving that caused it to reopen." The bleeding had stopped now, so I grabbed some gauze from my trunk and wrapped it up so I could change into my robes. "Okay, I only got this because I had a feeling that some emergency would happen." I sighed "well I'm gonna change into my robes. See you in five."
"Okay" they replied, dumbstruck at what they had just witnessed, and I too was a little dumbstruck, this never happened before, and sadly I had a feeling this wasn't the last time my past would come to haunt me.
What Hurts The Most belongs to Rascal Flatts, I only borrowed it!
I do, however own the edit above! That is what I imagine Lucy's (healed over, not bleeding) scar looks like. And PLEASE give me feedback. It really helps...
AAAAANNNNDDDD THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO AN AWESOMESAUCE AUTHOR and SISTER...
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BYE SANITY I'LL SEE YOU WHEN SCHOOL IS OVER!
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Fanfictionuhh I wrote this like 2013-17 don't be harsh, was guilted into republishing by someone who missed it
