Remember Me [ Fred Weasley ]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 / 𝑻𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆

{ Song: Home from Bright The Album }

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"Welcome back, miss Drewitt"

I recognize the deep, silky voice and the carefully articulated words immediately. A chill runs through my body and my heart might as well have stopped. I lay completely still, scared to move as if I might break something around me. The air that fills my lungs is colder than it was only seconds ago and my head has started aching terribly.

I open my eyes slowly and have to blink a couple of times to adjust my eyes to the gloomy light. The ceiling above me is not the white, regular one in my bedroom, but a dark brown shade of wood.

I lift my head from the pillow and look around the room. A teal tinted light is seeping into the room through the dark curtains that are covering most of the window, falling all the way from the ceiling down to the floor. Along another one of the walls stand a tall bookshelf and the rest of the walls are decorated with paintings and portraits. It goes without saying that I'm no longer in my bedroom, and the bed I'm laying in is certainly not the one I had fallen asleep on.

I look around to try to get a grip on where I am and realize that the voice that had just spoken belongs to none other than professor Severus Snape, who is standing at the entrance of the room in his iconic black, long robes. Though I'm certain that I'm no longer in my bedroom, I don't recognize this place either.

"Where am I? How did I get here?" I ask, not sure whether I'm actually expecting an answer. My head is pounding and I feel quite disoriented by the sudden change of scenery.

"You're safe" he answers in the same silky voice, "for now."

"For now?" I ask and rub my temples, trying to relieve some of the pressure.

"You've been gone for over a week, miss Drewitt", Snape mutters shortly.

I freeze and stare at him. His lips are pressed into a thin line and he's got a stone cold look on his face, to say the least.

"You mustn't tell anyone what happened" he says, "Professor Dumbledore and myself fear there might be some very dark magic involved in this"

As I'm starting to get my thoughts straight I realize what has happened. After what must've been around my hundredth attempt, I've finally shifted. Amazed by this realization, my face breaks into a smile which I quickly restrain to conceal my excitement, since it appears that Snape isn't nearly as enthusiastic about this as I am.

"Professor, I'm completely fine" I try to assure him, "I doubt this is dangerous at all, I just-"

"Just fell asleep and didn't wake up?" he cuts me off. I find it slightly amusing that both Snape and Dumbledore, apparently, seem to think that I've been possessed or something along those lines.

"Well, I'm awake now so there's no reason to worry" I say and sit up. Snape doesn't look convinced nor relieved.

"What happened, as you recall it?" he asks, still with the same serious, unrevealing look on his face. I'm startled by his question, not quite sure how much I should tell him.

"I'm, uhm..." I stutter, "I've just been asleep, haven't I? That's what you said"

"And what happened while you were sleeping?" he asks. Something about the tone in his voice makes me realize that he already knows what has happened, at least to some extent.

"It was... I've been somewhere else" I say. I don't know how to explain it without telling him that I've been laying a starfish position and counting to a hundred every night for over a month. "I was living a different life, like I didn't exist... here"