The Key (A Draco Malfoy Love Story)

Chapter 35: Snake Eyes

Harry's P.O.V (well this is new!)

"Where's Amy gone?" I asked Ron who only shrugged and adjusted his sling. Hermione's eyes widened and she jumped up from her seat, darting off into the direction of her's and Amy's sleeping area. Ron and I stared after her curiously before looking back at each other.

"What was that about?" Ron mumbled and I shook my head, signalling that I didn't know. Light, running footsteps then came out from behind me, and there was Amy making a mad dash to the cooking area, her fluffy socks slipping around slightly. Next Hermione walked back in, rolling her eyes at my twin sister, who had obviously forgotten that the cooking had been on the stove for ages. I let out a smile and shook my head, turning back to Ron and Hermione. Typical Amy, so forgetful. I thought, almost rolling my own eyes but something stopped me, a loud bang coming from the kitchen. All three of our heads snapped in the direction of the noise.

"She probably just dropped something, that's all." Hermione reassured us but I wasn't too sure, so my eyes were frozen in the direction of the kitchen, even though I couldn't see inside it. A loud scream interrupted my thoughts and I shot up from my seated position, Ron and Hermione following. I ran quickly into the cooking area and gasped. There stood Amy, clutching her head, hunched over so we couldn't see her face. The floor was wet with hot water which had seeped through Amy's socks and the bottom of her jeans. She stumbled around the room, her finger nails digging into the skin on her head which drew blood. We tried walking up to her but all she did was back away from us, so that was no use. I called her name several times but she didn't show any signs of a response, it was like she couldn't hear me.

"Amy?! What's wrong?! What's happening?!" I exclaimed in a worried tone, staring at my sister. Then all of a sudden she just stopped, her body as still as a statue. She regained to her full height and we finally saw her face, her skin was deathly pale and blood was dripping down her forehead from where her nails were digging into her scalp, her eyes were also closed. I carefully stepped towards her, my arms out in front of me just in case she lashed out or something. When I was about half a meter away from her, her emerald green eyes flew open. Except those eyes weren't her's... they were snake's eyes. The black slits for pupils with two shades of red around the outside, glowing brightly. Only one person in the wizard world has those eyes. Voldemort. He was doing something to her! Before I could react Amy started shaking rapidly and fell to the floor. I dived over to her and caught her fragile body before it hit the ground.

"Amy!" I yelled, holding her unconcious form in my arms, pushing the hair out of her face. I lifted her up and walked from the room, carefully placing her on her bed then turning to Ron and Hermione, who still looked like they were in shock.

"What the bloody hell just happened?" Ron questioned.

"I don't know." I breathed, my eyes stinging from being wide for too long.

Amelia's P.O.V

My eyes fluttered open and I groaned, squeezing them shut again, my hand finding my throbbing head. I slowly sat up and took in my surroundings, I was back in bed. I didn't remember going to sleep, at all. Someone must've put me here. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and stretched my legs under the blankets, letting out a large breath as I did so. I threw off my blanket and shivered as the cold air hit my warm skin. A yawn escaped my lips before I climbed out of my bed, holding my aching head with my left hand. I strolled through the tent until I reached the entrance/exit. I slung open the fabric door and stepped outside, seeing Harry, Ron and Hermione attempting to destroy the Horcrux yet again. I wrapped my arms around myself and walked over to them, my messy black curls blowing behind me against the wind. Harry's head whipped around and his eyes landed on me, he looked towards me cautiously and nudges Ron and Hermione, who seemed to do the same thing. What was up with them?

"Hey Amy, are you alright?" Hermione asked carefully and I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"I'm fine, got a bit of a headache though." I answered, unsure of what was going on. Harry then stood in front of me and looked me straight in the eye, as if he was searching for something.

"Are you sure? You gave us quite the scare last night." Ron stated from next to Hermione and I tilted my head to the side.

"What happened last night?" I asked, my voice higher than usual. The three shot each other a look then glanced towards me, like they were having some sort of mind conversation.

"You don't remember anything that happened?" Harry asked me softly , and I shook my head, wondering what the hell I did.

"We can tell her inside, she deserves to know." Hermione muttered to Ron and my head snapped towards them.

"Tell me what? What do I need to know?" I questioned quickly and Harry gently grabbed my arms, shushing me.

"We'll explain everything inside, don't stress yourself." Harry said and I nodded, letting him guide me back into the tent. I sat down on one of the wooden chairs and gestured for them to start talking.

"Well, you see, last night something wierd happened to you and we really can't explain it. We've been doing some research but we can't exactly pin-point what happened." Ron started and I grew anxious about what was to come next.

"We heard a scream last night so we went to see what was wrong, you were there holding your head and stumbling around. When we tried to go closer to you, you'd back away, and you started digging your nails into your head, making it bleed." Hermione continued and I was quite taken aback, did I really do that?

"Then you just sort of froze and went back to normal, except you were really pale -paler than you are normally- and your eyes were closed. But when you opened them, they weren't your eyes, they were Voldemorts -or like snake eyes. We tried talking to you but either you couldn't respond or couldn't hear us. You started shaking violently then just collapsed, lucky I caught you otherwise you could've got a concussion." Harry finished and my eyes widened, staring at the three with shock.

"Did I- did I really d-do that?" I stuttered, leaning back in my seat.

"Yeah, you did. We know that Voldemort was doing it, but we don't know why or how." Hermione told me and then all of a sudden, anger burst through me.

"WHY DON'T YOU KNOW?! HAVE YOU NOT BEEN TRYING TO FIGURE IT OUT?! DO YOU NOT KNOW HOW HARD THIS IS ON ME?! DO YOU NOT CARE ABOUT ME OR SOMETHING!" I screamed, jumping out of my seat. The others stared at me, wide-eyed. I gasped and held my hands to the back of my head so my elbows were pointed in front of me, my eyes welled up in tears as I choked back sobs, backing away from my friends.

"I'm sorry, I have no idea what just-. What's happening to me?" I squeaked, the lake of tears flowing freely down my cheeks. Harry rushed over and wrapped his arms around me, holding me as I cried. I hid my head in his neck, not daring to look up at anyone. Harry lifted me up and carried me bridal-style over to one of the sofas, sitting down and placing me on his lap where I curled up to him.

"I-I'm s-s-scared, Harry." I stated, sniffling as I did so.

"I am too, we all are." He replied quietly, rubbing my back with his right hand.

"I love you."

"I love you too, Amy."

(A/N: DUN DUN DUN! So I'm just going to tell you that what's going on with Amy isn't what happened with Harry, it's a bit different, but still very drama-y. Yes I know that isn't a word, just bare with me! You'll find out what's happening very soon my pretties, but for now, you must wait.)