𝘗𝘈𝘕𝘐𝘊 𝘎𝘐𝘙𝘓 | in which Nikita Calypso Vane has never known anything other then a prison cell in Azkaban, until she turns eleven years old and is unleashed into a world she knows nothing about.
━ book 1 - 7 of HP
𝐨𝐜 𝐱 ?
on sem...
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WAVES CRASHED THREATENINGLY UPON JAGGED ROCKS, Nikita shivered as she wrapped bony arms around her knees, rocking herself and begging for some warmth.
A raking cough left Sirius' throat once more and Nikita squeezed her eye's tighter, salty tears slipping past. A lurching sound alerted her that he had coughed up blood once more.
Nik couldn't help but sob as the smell of vomit reached her. Sirius had been ill for a week now, and he showed no signs of getting better. But that wasn't what was making the man cough blood, that wasn't why Nikita had her eye's squeezed shut.
Sirius' illness had caused plenty of frustration for the human guards of Azkaban. So, to-... to do something, they had opened Sirius's cell and abused the man senseless, leaving him in a pool of his own blood.
Nikita didn't know why that did it, she never would. But the sight of him drenched in blood and vomiting burned itself in her memory.
***
"Are you six okay?"
Nikita blinked. Physically, she had remained almost entirely unaffected throughout the dementors visit. But mentally? She was just as screwed up as always.
The commotion had brought Ron's little sister Ginny to join them, and it also woken up the strange man in the corner. The strange man, called Remus Lupin.
Nikita sat with her back straight, arms folded.
She blocked Hermione and Ginny from the scarred mans view while they pulled themselves together, she felt dreadful for Harry but currently the anger coursing through her veins forced her to glare the man she had been so often compared to down.
"Oh I'm sorry. Do we look okay?" She sneered. "I don't know if you've noticed, but we're all kind've shaken up!"
The man rubbed his temples, he pulled chocolate out his pocket and handed everyone a piece before leaving to speak with the driver.
"Oh like he has any right to be tired of me already," Nikita grumbled, stroking Heka protectively.
Harry frowned, "What happend?"
"Dementors," Nik said helpfully, snapping out of her annoyance, "They guard Azkaban, they were searching for Black. They basically make you re-live your worst memories."
Ron turned to her after finishing his chocolate with a curious look. "But, why didn't they affect you? You look, well bored, when it came in."
Nik shrugged dismissively. "I mustn't have any bad enough memories. Trust me, this is my smarts area." She said with such conviction that Sirius would be proud.
