The Black Death

[Verity Baggins]

Just a little ficcy I'm writing ^.^ This is the first chapter. Comments are very welcome
Oh & I'm sorry to JK for using her characters. Please dont sue me ^^;

The Cell doors open as a small group of guards rush in towards the still form.
Checking for a pulse they find she has passed.
Blood lies in pools beside the girl, rudely cut wrists feeding the red rivers.
A small shard of glass grasped in her hand, a look of peacefulness upon her grimy face.
Wrapping her up in a thin sheet, the men carry the carcass outside.
“Best burn the evidence”
Placing the body down upon the dusty ground, one guard takes out his wand.
Raising his wrist and opening his mouth he gets ready to ignite the body.
The wind howls suddenly, blowing the sheet off half of the bloody corpse.
Then suddenly an uncovered hand flexes its stiff cold fingers…


The Black Death

The humid air of the day still hung heavily on Privit Drive as the full moon rose above the large square houses. The sound of the nightly news echoing through the many open windows as the residents of number 4 lulled in front of a single fan.
Well not all the residents. A skinny, scruffy looking teenage boy sat in his room staring blankly at the barely open window as if waiting for a blissful breeze to float in.
His baggy, faded clothes hung loosely from his slightly unhealthy looking body.

Harry sighed as he fell back onto his bed, the old mattress squeaking under his weight.
In two weeks he would be sixteen, yet he felt as though he had lived for decades. So much had happened in his short life, it hardly seemed to fair to be only sixteen.

The sudden noise of the door bell brought Harry back to reality. Opening his door he peered down towards the front door. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Pertuina scuffled out of the kitchen, Mrs Dursley tiding her hair as she went.
“Really! Who calls by our house at such a late hour” Harry heard Uncle Vernon curse.
True, it was almost Ten o’clock and it would unusual for the Dursley’s friends to drag themselves out of the own house on such a hot night.

Mr Dursley opened his door to find a young lady. Her messy black hair hung to her elbows, her startling emerald eyes pierced Uncle Vernon’s look of rage and almost seemed to shock him speechless.
She smiled at her welcoming party, who looked utterly bemused.
“Hello, sorry to call so late. You must be Mr. Dursley. Pleased to meet you, I’m Neenu Thirday.”
Then before Uncle Vernon could protest her late arrival, the green eyed woman whipped out her wand and froze Uncle Vernon, Aunt Pertuina and Dudley, who had began to come down the stairs, on the spot.

A chill went up Harry’s back as Neenu’s cold eyes found his own and she walked towards the stairs. Harry closed the door quickly and sealed it with a charm.
He could hear her rhythmic footsteps edging closer

“Let me in Harry, I’m not here to hurt you” Came the voice from behind the door.

Harry dared not answer, instead he stood ready, wand pointed at the door.
“Harry please! There isn’t much time!” Said the voice again, but this time it was different somehow, urgent, almost begging.

Then slowly a ghostly figure passed through the door into Harry’s room.
Gasping Harry fell backwards onto his bed as the transparent figure gradually became solid again.

Now in the moonlight that shined through the window Harry could make out the stranger’s features.
Her messy black hair masked her pale oval face. Her magnificent almond shaped green eyes glowed in the darkness as she slowly walked towards the terrified boy. Her old and torn clothes hid beneath black velvet robes, folding into her voluptuous figure.
“Harry, please relax. If I was going to hurt you I would have by now” she said softly

Harry relaxed his stance a little, but still kept a white knuckle grip on his wand.

Taking a seat at Harry’s desk, Neenu turned to pat Hedwig, who relished in the attention, despite not knowing the woman. Harry stared at her as she smiled at his snowy owl; as he stared the moonlight hit a long jagged scar running down the side of Neenu’s face, illuminating its pearly texture.

“Where’d you get that scar on your face?” He asked abruptly
Self consciously, Neenu covered the line with her hair and turned her face away from the moonlight.

“That’s not important right now Harry” she answered, seeing he was not impressed
“Look I didn’t come here to have a chit chat, I came to warn you”

“Warn me of what?”
“Me, Harry”
“You?!” Harry looked puzzled
Neenu tried to explain
“Yes me, but not now, after They take me again. Then I won’t be me anymore, I’ll be someone else, someone you won’t want to mess with.”

Harry was now even more confused than before, this was making no sense.
“Look I don’t have time to explain ok? You see me, you run. If I try to kill you, you kill me first” Neenu muttered, looking out the window as she spoke, beads of sweat beginning to form on her forehead.
“They might come and make you forget, Harry, but you have to try and remember. Deep down I’m your friend, don’t ever forget that” She pulled a small note out of her pocket and gave it to Harry
“Something to help you remember” She smiled
Opening it up, Harry found a single word written in beautiful cursive handwriting.
“Truth” Harry read.
Smiling Neenu stood and headed for the window.
“Goodbye Harry”
“Bye”
Then before Harry could react, Neenu lent down and hugged him, then just as quickly leapt throw the open window and ran out onto the street, sprinting as if running for her life.

[Ravenclaw]

Interesting start. Seems great so far, love the detail. I'll be watching this story...

EDIT: Oh yes, forgot to mention: Harry locks the door with a charm? Isn't it summer? I thought he couldn't do that...

[Verity Baggins]

Thank you ever so much for your comment Ravenclaw!
And you make a good piont ^^;
Hmm well i could out it down to desprete times call for desprete measures :p

Kinda like when he was attacked in book 5 in the first chapter:D

[Ayla]

Hi,

That's very interesting. I like the whole idea you have.

But......

if you're not JK Rowling :-) she could sue you for using her characters......

yet, I think she might understand :rolleyes:

Well, I'm also writing a story -about magic yeah, but more in the line of elves and wizards - Like lotr sooooo we might be equal. YOu rob Rowling and I rob Tolkien. :trout:

But, tell me what is going to happen. You got me hooked!!

P.S. might the woman be Sirius's wife or sister or something? Or maybe something of harry's - the hair and the scar triggers my imagination. you gotta tell me....... :notworthy

[owl]

i really love this story, but is it more based on history or is it more based on JK's characters?:confused:

[Severus Snape]

If you put up a disclaimer and do not publish her characters in any books... I don't believe that Mrs. Rowling would sue anyone.

I like this story :)

[Ayla]

Oh, I'm sorry.

But afterwards I realised how stupid I really was to say that. I did not have REAL ideas about the fan fictions at the time I wrote that.... ------>

If you put up a disclaimer and do not publish her characters in any books ... I don't believe that Mrs. Rowling would sue anyone.

Well, even after I said that stuff I still the liked the start of the story. It got me thinking. :o

Verity Baggins, when are you going to finish this fic? I believe that we have a lot of anticipating readers waiting for yooou! ;)

[Verity Baggins]

Thank you for all your wonderful comments ^^ *hugs all* Here is chapter 2. Hope you enjoy


The Black Death: Chapter 2
The Here & Now

Her legs ached, her sweat drenched clothes rubbed her skin raw as Neenu ran along the night streets of London.
She couldn’t apprate because they would hear her, she could fly without a broom. She was utterly helpless running for her life & her sanity.

They could not catch her, she wouldn’t let them. She just couldn’t go back to what she had become all those years ago. An emotionless killer preying on Muggles & Wizard folk alike. Trained to perfection as an assassin for Voldermort’s Death Eaters & then stolen from her life she knew with them to be exploited by the Ministry of Magic until she broke under the strain of her worthless existence.

She had never known her Parents; Voldermort had always told her that his Death Eaters had killed them when she was taken. She was a baby when the cloaked devils took her from her mother’s arms and brought her up in a world of blood & pain.

But it was all she ever knew, though the relentless beatings & lashings never flickered the burning flame within her that had made her Voldermort’s ultimate treasure.

Then at the age of eight, when she was travelling to her next victim’s home, the Ministry attacked, they killed everyone one of Neenu’s temporary family, save her. For they pitied her, saddened by such a cruel life. But they did not keep her alive only for pity, they could see use in her tear stained eyes, why not turn their own weapon against them?

Years of the strongest memory charms, countless potions, they broke her once violent mind & tried to use her against what remained of the death eaters.

But it didn’t work; she broke down, going mad inside her confused mind ripped between three different worlds. Death Eaters, Ministry or that of a normal life.

Finding no way to stop her detrition they locked her up in Azkaban, by this time she was only 15.

Her mind turned to mush in that Dementor ridden hell house, she felt at times as though death was her only answer to take away all of her sadness. Then a gleaming light shone within those dark halls. A voice came to her in a dream, comforting & claming her.

Every time she closed her eyes she hoped for this angel in the black to talk to her again & he did, only a little at first, then his conversations were long & wise, keeping Neenu from the brink of madness.

One stormy night the voice did not come, instead a man crept into her dreams, he looked so familiar, his raven hair hung as messy & dirty as her own. The same look of years of torment lined his face. His only words that night were
“Good Evening My Lady, You may call me Sirius”

As time went by these two people grew to be friends which was something Neenu was not used to, for she had never had a real friend. She learned that he to was a Azkaban prisoner, who had been framed for a crime he didn’t commit. Neenu poured out her heart to this known stranger, revealing everything about the Death Eaters & the Ministry & even the flashes of memory of her short childhood with her real family.

Then one dream he told Neenu he planned to escape.


The next night he was ready, before he departed he wished Neenu well, sorry for the fact she couldn’t escape with him. Although this tore her heart in two Neenu pushed aside the pain & bade goodbye to her Sirius. Before leaving, Sirius, spoke to Neenu telling her if she ever got out, to find a man named Reamus Lupin, for he would help her find him.

Crying in her lonely cell she curled up in ball as she heard the noises of the alarms going off outside.
“God I hope he makes it out” was her only thought


Her mind suddenly returned to the here & now as something caught her by the arm and swung her around the corner into a shadowed street. She drew her wand ready to defend herself but found herself looking into the eyes of a werewolf

[Ayla]

Lupin found her!!!!!!!! how did she escape?

oh, verity, i'm enjoying this. my nerves are on end. the poor lass. and then Sirius died-- she lost his love (?) forever.

what does she have to do with harry? I know about Sirius now->
that is such a wicked idea!!!

:notworthy :swoon: :notworthy :swoon: :notworthy

[owl]

Verity, this is such a good story, i will be watching it everyday for anymore of this wonderful story
:notworthy :notworthy :notworthy :D

[Ayla]

verity!!!!! yoehoooo! where are you? we're waiting for more!! what's gonna happen next?? :clap: :hug:

[Verity Baggins]

Patience Ayla!
I currently writing chpater 3

Will be done soon i promise;)

[Ayla]

I'm very happy to hear that! :clap:

[Verity Baggins]

The Black Death
Chapter 3
The Clearing Sky



The urge to scream was so intense, it would be just a few short seconds & the werewolf would rip the flesh from her bones, but time seemed to stop.
The werewolf released her & Neenu fell to the ground in shock

They sounds of her pursuers faded away slowly as the sun crept through the early morning alleyways, & then the werewolf changed

He was a handsome man, but his face was lined slightly by years of hardship. His kind eyes stared down at Neenu, glazed over by the onset of tears.

He held out his hand to the crumpled girl on the ground, Neenu withdrew whimpering thinking him the enemy.
She no longer had to strength to fight even if he was, she was spent, and the thought of even reaching for her wand eluded her in her dazed state.

“It’s alright” His voice was soft flowing like wind in the trees
“It’s alright; I’m a friend of Sirius”

“Reamus?” Neenu stammered, a single tear of hope rolling down her check

“How did you guess?” A playful smile crinkling on his face

“Holding onto a last hope I 'spose” Neenu smiled
Talking her hand, Reamus, helped pull herself up off the ground. But her body gave way under her & she fell back down again, the signs of a fever growing on her face.

Lifting her up again in both arms, Reamus cradled the girl in his arms as he made his way down the streets. Neenu snuggled into his shoulder in peace at last.




She awoke to find mid-afternoon sunshine warming her face.
She shot up out of the bed she had been lying on
“Where am I?” she mumbled to herself, slightly afraid in the unfamiliar surroundings.

Creeping out of the musky room, Neenu descended a small flight of stairs, following her nose as it led her to the lovely smell of food.

Entering the kitchen, she found a man with his back to her.
Was he friend or foe? The night had been all a blur to her she hardly knew herself.
The man suddenly turned around,

“Ah you’re finally awake, good” Reamus smiled as he placed a steaming pot of stew on the table. “Hungry?”

“Um yeah, just a little” Neenu replied as her stomach rumbled loudly, responding to smell of food making Neenu blushed in embarrassment

Sitting down at the table Reamus handed Neenu a bowl of the sweet smelling stew
The room was silent for awhile as they both slurped down the meal, until Reamus broke the silence, his voice concerned & mournful

“We had almost lost hope you know, of finding you” He looked up at Neenu who had stopped eating
“We thought we were too late, that They had taken you.”

“I thought the same for while; I had no idea how I was going to keep running from them. You saved me from a fate worse than death” Neenu was on the verge of tears

“They wiped Harry’s memory of the night” he sighed “I spose that it’s for the best”

“He’ll still remember” Neenu smiled “One day he’ll remember; just like I’ll remember everything I’ve lost one day”

Reamus smiled “There are some things that shouldn’t be remembered though”

Neenu nodded as she began to eat her stew again

“I’m excepting visitors tomorrow” Reamus announced “There coming to see you & to discuss what is to be done. Do you think you’re ready?”

Again Neenu nodded, no longer wishing to talk

“Finish your soup then I’ll clean up those wounds of yours. After that you best go rest again ready for tomorrow”

[Verity Baggins]

Will no one comment on my story:(

[Ayla]

verity..........i'm sorry for taking so long, dear! i've had no time since the last time i was on the mi!:hug:

but.......:D ...........i wonder what will happen next.

you build the tension nicely, yes and i like how remus & neeny meets each other, but how is she going to react to Sirius's death (have i missed something or does she already know:o ?)

well, verity, keep it going. you know i will follow your story--even if it takes a while for me to blabber on about it;) :hug: :kiss:

[Verity Baggins]

Ok it isnt very long, but the next one will be i promise ;)


The sun rose again the next day, just as it always did. Neenu sat on the edge of her bed, dreading the day’s events. Her fate rested in these peoples hands; she just hoped they could be trusted.
The door opened downstairs and the screams of a certain painting rung into the silence.
The noise pounded in Neenu’s ears, making her head ache. Frustrated and upset she took out her wand and raced downstairs.

Though, when she had reached the bottom step, familiar faces froze her on the spot.
Dumbledore stood staring at the girl, as she stared back, a look of pain appeared on the headmaster’s face.

So many memories, so many things you wish you could forget.

Dumbledore quickly turned and headed for the kitchen.

“I know him, I’ve seen his face somewhere before” Neenu whispered to herself, memories trying desperately to break through

The other members of the Order quickly followed in Dumbledore footsteps, grabbing a quick look at Neenu at she gaped at all these faces she knew but couldn’t remember why


Then finally one face she knew very well appeared before her, his own face looking just as shocked & welled up with emotion as her own.

Neenu tried to speak but words just wouldn’t appear, here was someone she hadn’t seen in more than ten years.

“Serverus…” she finally muttered

She had known him since she was only a baby, he had been there her entire life, and until he deserted her when she needed him the most
Tears rolled down her cheeks as she waited for some sort of response.

Single glassy tears slowly descended down Severus’s own cheek as time seemed to stop.
A smile spread across Neenu’s face and went to step closer, but Snape suddenly turned and followed the others.
Dejected & alone Neenu slumped down against the banister crying of seclusion.

A arm wrapped itself around her shoulders as she sobbed, that calming voice like wind spoke to her softly
“I’m sorry; this must be very hard for you”
“What the hell would you know!!?” Neenu yelled pushing the arm away
“I don’t know and that’s why I’m sorry. You’ve been through so much for such a young life”
“Why are they afraid of me?! Why doesn’t anyone want me!?” she cried into Reamus’s shoulder
“Because of what you were & what you could become I suppose. But I don’t fear you and I won’t abandon you”

Neenu cried out, so familiar were those wonderful words, she had heard them spoken before but not by Reams, but by her Angle in the Dark

“Before we go in I have one thing to tell you though Neenu, and it may upset you, actually I’m sure it will”

Neenu sat up and looked at Reamus with apprehension

“Sirius is dead, Neenu”

His words rang into Neenu’s mind for a while she thought she must be dreaming, the one person she had escaped to be with & to see again was dead. She couldn’t handled this anymore, Reamus’s words were the final straw

“NO!” She screamed as she flung Lupin against the wall & apparted away from the sadness

[owl]

Verity your next bit is great!

Its so sad though......
Never mind

[Verity Baggins]

WARNING THIS CHAPTER MAY CONTAIN OFFENSIVE MATERIAL (but nothing i hope that's over the PG rating ^^;) - It actually has been modified from the original in order to comply with ratings at this forum


Chapter 5: Reflection of Betrayal

Neenu didn’t know where she was going; only that she had to get as far away as she could from that house and the sadness it brought. She ran and ran down the streets, finally collapsing on the ground in a park, the wet ground soaking through her clothes.

“Why?! Why Sirius?!” she mumbled to herself between sobs, that made her hold body shudder.

“If I had known I wouldn’t have faked my death, I would have killed myself permanently and not taken the revival potion”

Neenu glanced down at the scars, still pink, that lined her wrists. “Why does everything go wrong...?”

A dazed Reamus picked himself up off the floor, a nasty bump on his head throbbing painfully, and rushed into the kitchen where the members of the Order had been waiting.

“She’s gone” He said flatly

The small crowd of faces turned pale

“What on earth do you mean she’s gone?!” Snape snapped in anger

“I told her about Sirius” He sighed now knowing his fault “And she threw me against the wall and apparted”

“Didn’t you even think to put some sort of barrier up to stop her from doing that?!” Snape blasted again

Reamus hung his head in shame. “I just... I just didn’t think she’d react so strongly”

“She’s a bloody psychopath Lupin, How’d you except her to react?”

“That is enough Severus” Dumbledore intervened. “We should stop wasting our time arguing and use it instead to find her before anybody else does”

Neenu couldn’t tell hold long she’d been sitting there, only that the sun was beginning to set, and that her eyes were sore from crying so much. Standing up on cramped, shaky legs, Neenu stared at the shades of red, yellow and orange that was smeared across the darkening sky. A small smile cracked across her lips as she drew inner warmth from the simple beauty of it all. Sudden footsteps brought Neenu back to reality, and she clutched her wand.

“I promise you Sirius, I won’t let them take me again. If only for Harry’s sake and for your memory they will not have me again alive.” She vowed to herself.

Turning around slowly, Neenu was once again struck speechless by the sight of Severus Snape walking towards her, wand in hand.

“Do you have any idea the havoc you’ve caused!?” He shouted

Tears threatened again, but something inside suddenly changed and she glared back at Snape

“Don’t snap at me like I’m one your potions students Severus!” she shouted back.

Snape was taken back, her voice commanded such a high level of respect he was lost for words. This was the Neenu he used to know, bossy, bad tempered and extremely firey.

“I can see the didn’t seem to be able to destroy that temper of yours at Azkaban” He replied

“No thanks to you” She growled back.

Snape winced.

“Neenu you know I had no choice, I couldn’t go back for you. They would have killed me”

“Oh so you’d rather save your own butt than helps someone else. You were always looking out for number 1 Serverus”

Snape was about to reply when Neenu spoke again

“Do you have any idea what that felt like? You left me to them! You saw what was going to happen and fled! ”

“Neenu you have to understand, I...”

“THEY ALMOST KILLED ME SEVERUS!! They totured me and you did NOTHING!!!” She screamed at him, tears rolling down her cheeks

Snape tried to stay composed, as his past came back to haunt him

“You were no friend to me, never have and never will be again Severus” she said finally and turned to leave.

Snape made no move to stop her.

A shuddering chill ran up Neenu’s back as she was walking away and the cause suddenly dawned on her, turning back to Snape, she found him exactly where she’d left him, his cold dark eyes staring back at her. And somehow just from the look of terror that was shining in her eyes he knew what was about to occur.