His Phoenix |Severus x Reader|
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-Pain. Pain was all that was left. My blood brothers watching me being swept away. Wet , thick, furious, waves groped onto me. Refusing mercy, forcing gasps in and out of my mouth.
My body drenched, soaked, my body shivering with the pain already inflicted. My petite baby wings struggled against the strong current.
"YN! Come on! Grab my hand-" The eldest of the flock went to reach out, his shaky hands stretching far as they could go.
With a simple shove, I couldn't pull myself above the water. Fire rose, and it wasn't happy to leave. Wings flying above, as my people shouted. Getting themselves to safety.
We were still too young. Too weak and our wings couldn't function, we were just flightless phoenix's. The 3 ran along the river, shouting, screaming for help. Trying to get our parents but they were just too focused on the war.
"Avada Kedavra!" A feminine voice pitched with a psycho laugh screaming at the end. My uncle fell with his wings limping. Joining me in the ocean.
"Uncle!" I cried out. My hands gripping onto him as his body was still floating on the water.
Sobs screamed out, our home tree falling. Death eaters everywhere. The sight of falling Phoenix's traumatised me. It was a blood bath.
My brothers tried to reach out once again. But the worrying dark witch, chased them. All that I could do. Was hold onto my uncle's lifeless body for support. Crying into his chest.
However something broke out. A feeling, something unlocking in my mind. With anger, pain, sadness, my eyes gleamed at the death eater.
Pain flickering, staring her down. She looked shocked. Surprised even. Stepping back, instead of killing me. She ran off.
I was the first Phoenix with magic.
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