Eliminated Memories

• My Angel Side •

"Everyone get on my back!" Draco yelled at everyone. We couldn't even think of getting on because the second he said that another noise came and he fell to the ground. His grunt sounding pained.

"Draco? Draco are you okay?" I asked

"No. Somethings on my backside, can you please check it?" He asked. Every word that comes out of his mouth sounding pained. I went around his body to the left side of his back but saw nothing so I went to the right side and what I saw made me terrified. It was a long purple tube thing with a long pointed silver item sticking out of the tube. It looks scary.
"Draco?" I asked terrified. He must have heard how scared I was because when he answered me he sounded scared himself at what I might say.

"What is it? Is it bad? Does it look bad?" I felt a pang in my heart at how badly he was shaking. I could sense he was scared. Oh, how I wish I could help him. I would do anything to just make feel better.
Anything for you, my lady. A voice in my head said. What was that? But I didn't get my answer only felt my eyes glowing. Yellow again is all I can see. I felt the tips of my hand's tingle and my back felt as if it was being pushed by something. Then I fell to the ground with my hands covering where my head was supposed to land. I got up and felt a weird feeling in my back. A feeling I never felt before. I started to feel my back but stopped suddenly when I felt a fluffy thing. I got up but I wasn't touching the ground anymore. I tried to go down only to find myself getting higher in the air. While every creature here was doing their best to fight whoever or whatever was hurting us, I was miserably failing to control myself.  Ugh, can I please do something right for once? I want time to stop so badly that I started crying.
How badly do you want to help your friends?
It's the same voice once again. This time I don't bother thinking about it too much and answer her in a whisper with my eyes still closed and my head hanging down: "More than my mind wishes to believe" I say in a hushed but hurried voice
Ok then miss. Would you still like yellow?
"Yellow what?"
She giggled. It was such a beautiful laugh. It sort of lifted me.
Here let me show you.

Then something wonderful happened. The fluffy things on my back started to flap. I felt like a bird. My outfit changed completely. It's all grey and a hint of silver around my waist and the outline of my pockets. I jumped up and was about to hit the ceiling when I forced myself to get back down but the thing is: I wasn't doing this myself. Something was controlling me. I felt like a puppet but it felt good. I still had my eyes closed but when I opened them I saw some orange figures. Human figures. They had something in their hand but I couldn't see because I can only see orange shapes. But I'm for sure they are humans. There the ones aiming at us. Hurting my friends. Probably the ones that hurt Seamus as well. Without control, my index finger started to feel hot. Then all of a sudden some yellow light that was hinted with brown and orange came out of it. I was shocked because that little light killed three of those killers. So I went to the next of them that were standing beside each other. It was disgusting to watch then die but they're orange so it's not as bad as seeing them any other way. I kept killing -how I hated using that word- all the orange figures.

I stopped immediately when I couldn't kill one that had something on his head. He was sitting down a big chair with a bucket in his hands. I think. But he had a cape on his back and a long beard. He seemed a bit scared but amused. I don't know how I could tell. I aimed at him so many times but nothing seemed to be happening to him. What could I do? Who was he? Was he the leader or something? Is that why I can't kill him? Ugh.  Then I remembered. If the voice in my head can make me kill these people without much effort, then can it not make me kill this one?
I thought for a while and decided I wanted to know who this was. I can't kill him yet.
I wish to be able to see the last orange figure here unarmed. I thought loudly in my head.
Sure thing, my lady

Then the guy fell out of his chair but he didn't look as fat as he did as a figure. Longer hair than I thought. Thick and brown with golden highlights. He looked up but it wasn't a he. It was a she. Piercing blue eyes that had anger filled in them. She wore a fake beard and her messy bun now leaving her. Her clothes filled with the colour red, black, and white only. The colours of anger, hatred, and no emotions. I can't help but wonder who she is. I also can't help but feel as if I know her.
Cautiously, still ready to aim at any moment I start to talk
"Who are you?" I ask
She doesn't say anything but smirks.
So then I decided to try again.
"I said, who the hell are you?" I yelled

Her smirk gets bigger. Then she opens her mouth only to close it once again. Then she says:  "Hello there..sis"