Bittersweet | By : Jessica86 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 9964 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything else in that universe. And I do not make any money of the story. Everything belongs to JK Rowling, and it's all her money. |
AN: So this is a story that's been with me for a while, and i just had to write it down. I have no idea if I remembered to put in every warning. But let's just say that if I find out that I missed some, then I'll put them in the AN before the chapter.
So this is basically your normal creature fic. The creature in this story is my own invention, so I ask you kindly not to use it without asking first.
This is also a bit AU. That means that Sirius is alive (some of the events in OotP has been modified to fit this story better) and it will be AU from there. So basically ignore HBP and DH.
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Silence. The night was always silent. All the noise from the neighborhood died out with the sun’s last rays, and left was the silence. Even the house was quiet now. Only the normal cracking noises that houses make were there. Everyone was asleep. Everyone, except for a boy lying on his bed and enjoying the silence.
Harry Potter lay comfortable underneath his cover and watched the moon hanging outside his window. He was tired but he didn’t want to sleep. He didn’t want to sleep because he was afraid of what would come. Ever since he got back from Hogwarts he’d suffered from nightmares. Those who had died hunted him in the dreams. He felt that it was all his fault that they had lost their lives. He dreamed about who he had almost lost, and then felt guilty because they were still alive and that he was happy about it. These dreams came to him every time he closed his eyes. And there was nothing he could do to chase them away. No one knew about them. The Dursley’s didn’t know because Harry knew that they didn’t care. His friends didn’t know because he didn’t want to worry them. And the love of his life didn’t know because Harry didn’t want him to feel helpless by the fact that there was nothing he could do. So Harry decided to suffer alone.
But this night was a special night. Because tomorrow was Harry’s sixteenth birthday. And that meant that he was one year closer to leaving the house forever. One year closer, and only one year to go. At that thought Harry couldn’t help but smile. For a moment the future didn’t look to bad. Since he came back he’d been treated worse than a house-elf in the Malfoy household. The only thing that was better was the fact that he still had his room and that no one dared to lay a hand on him. He didn’t fool himself with thoughts that it was because they cared about him, or even better - were scared of him. No, it was because they were afraid of his friends. The Weasley’s and Lupin could be scary when they wanted to be. And of course the threat of Sirius was still hanging in the air. And Harry was grateful for all of them.
Somewhere in the house he could hear the clock strike midnight.
“Happy birthday Harry,” he said to himself and smiled.
In just a few hours someone would come and pick him up and take him to wherever his friends were. Soon he would be surrounded by people that actually liked him. Soon…his thoughts were interrupted by a sharp pain running through his body. Starting in the middle of his back it quickly spread throughout his body. His back arched and he tried to scream. But every sound got stuck in his throat. His eyes were tightly shut as he tried his hardest to fight back the tears that wanted to burst out. Every muscle seemed to tense up – freeze – before spasms rocked through him. The pain was worse than any crucio could conjure. Then he started to change. He could feel it in every muscle – every nerve. Something was going on. The pain was still there – but it was duller. The worst pain seemed to be focused on one part of him. All of his body hurt, but the intense pain was going on in his head. The head felt like it was going to explode from the pressure. His eyes were still closed, but they hurt more than he thought possible. And all of his teeth felt like extreme cold were eating its way through them.
When he thought that he couldn’t handle any more of it the pain moved on. In a rapid speed it ran through him and left a burning trail until they reached his hands. Every bone and nerve ending in his hands was put under pressure. Even his nails hurt.
Then the pain moved on – up his arms and gathering in his lower back. He could almost feel his spine expanding – growing longer and pushing out of his body. Once more he tried to scream as he felt like his body was pierced. But only a small whimper left his lips. He panted – trying his best to breathe. But his lungs didn’t want to cooperate with him. He felt a shortage of air. Black and white spots danced across the inside of his eyelids and he felt light-headed. Sweat was covering his body and as the pain increased he felt like he was sinking deeper inside of himself – trying to escape the pain.
And then – just as suddenly as it came – the pain was gone. Harry was breathing hard and tried to calm himself done. He didn’t know what had happened, and he didn’t know how long it had been going on. His body was stiff and his mind was exhausted. Without any thoughts his body shut down and let him drift away into a recovering sleep.
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Many miles away the boy woke up. His sleep had been restless and his dreams had been vivid. Wide awake he looked around the room just to realise that he was still in his own home. The moon shone through the window and its pale light cast ghostly shadows across the room. The boy’s wings uncurled around him and he smiled.
“My mate’s here. ”
Then he went back to sleep trying to seek out his mate through the dreams.
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