Fan Fiction ❯ Everlasting Sacrifice ❯ Bring me to Life ( Chapter 4 )

Disclaimer: Duh, I'm not a billionaire! I don't own Harry Potter or the song. I'm only putting this in for the song… geeze…

A/N: yeah, I apologize for the writers block but now I shall make an effort to do the impossible, go where no woman has gone before… okay damn it! I'll write the chapter…

Bring me to Life

~Crystal~

How can you see into my eyes like open doors?

Leading you down into my core

Where I've become so numb

Without a soul… my spirit sleeping somewhere cold

Until you find it there and lead it back home…

Dumbledore called it the sorting ceremony, but I wasn't exactly too thrilled about it. I felt tall amidst the younger first years and if anyone saw my wand and recognized me, Dumbledore said that there would be a lot of explaining to do, and he wanted to hold off for now. I saw the one they called Harry Potter. He was easy to recognize, black hair and a scar on his forehead, like a lightning bolt, wait thunderbolt? Whatever…

"When I call your name, please step forward here. I shall place the sorting hat upon your head and you shall be sorted into your houses," Professor McGonagall instructed, and began to read from a list. I shifted uncomfortably in my spot, and glanced at the head table. I noticed one of the teachers, I hadn't seen him before, but then again, Dumbledore did say the teachers had other places to be during the summer break. He had deep black eyes and hair; it looked a tad greasy and untidy. He wore black clothes, and he looked pale and thin. Didn't he eat enough? I've already tasted the food here, and it is wonderful! Maybe he didn't eat well at home until he got here… Well, I also got this funny feeling from him, something deep within me reacted to the sight of him… it felt warm and comforting. Why the hell couldn't I remember??

Wake me up inside

Wake me up inside

Call my name and save me from the dark…

"Riyusaki, Crystal Umi," McGonagall called, and I hurried forward. The sorting hat was place on my head. I felt it shift around my skull…

"You… you have already done this before, haven't you?" it asked. It knew? Were these memories I was missing… could he get them for me?

"I cannot find and give what is hidden. It was obviously for a reason, not that I know. Let's see, oh, Dumbledore's orders, eh? Well, I know where to put you. This may help you to remember," it said, and then it bellowed out, "GRYFFINDOR!!!" There was much cheering as I lifted the hat off of my head and went to the table.

"Welcome!" said two identical red-headed boys that I sat across from.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Fred and George, and we're the ones that know what's what and who's who in this school, plus, never outdo us in a trick, that's what we're known for," they paused to cheer for another boy who had just been sorted into Gryffindor.

"Who's that?" I asked.

"That's our little bro, Ronald Weasly!" one of them replied. It was only then I noticed that Harry himself sat near by.

"Oh, hello," he said, looking a bit unsure of what was going on.

"Um, Hi!" I said, making an attempt to be friendly. I looked at him; it seemed so familiar… somehow…

*Flash*

I saw a girl, with flaming red hair, laughing at something. She glanced at me, and then looked back towards another person. This person was a boy, with black hair and eyeglasses. He was playing a game on a broomstick. What had Dumbledore called it? Quidditch?

"Hey, Katy, Sirius is waving! Hey, next year you can be a member right? Sirius could use a better beater next year once Patil is gone," the girl said, "Katy, you okay?"

"Katy!!!!"

Blood, there was blood, there was a sword on me, embedded in my chest. I was dieing… Someone, help me!

"NOOOO!"

*Flash*

"Yo, Riyusaki?" a girl nearby asked, and I noticed that a portion of the people surrounding me were staring at me.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Are you okay? You were shouting something… maybe you should go see Madame Pomfrey. She should be able to help. Oh, you don't know me, I'm Angelina," the girl said, and offered her hand, which I shook. What was happening to me?

Bid my blood to run

Before I come undone

Save me from the nothing I've become…

Later, I lay down in a bed and tried to go to sleep. I couldn't bring myself to close my eyes. Why did I have that vision? Who were those people? Why did that man at the table, Professor Severus Snape, whose name I acquired from Angelina, seem so familiar and seem so warm? I had potions with him in a few days, so I guess then I would be able to see what he was really like. I hope…

~Severus~

Now that I know what I'm without

You can't just leave me

Breathe into me and make me real

Bring me to life

"You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion making," I began, but I rarely thought the children listened to this speech. I continued, watching the class closely. I saw Mr. Potter of course, who looked apparently comfortable in his seat. Little brat. I looked towards the back, and a new Gryffindor girl caught my eye. She looked almost identical to how my wife looked. It couldn't be… it just couldn't be! I decided to ignore her. I knew I would get a headache already from this class alone; I didn't need another from a look alike.

"As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through the human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses… I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death - if you aren't a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach," I finished, and noticed everyone hanging on that last word, and Miss Granger especially was leaning off her chair, so I presumed that Gryffindor was a know it all. Time to test Mr. Potter…

"Potter!" I exclaimed suddenly, and it looked like I caught him in the middle of some unimportant menial task, "What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" I glanced around; for sure I had heard someone whisper the answer, `Draught of the Living Death'.

"I don't know sir," Potter replied. Good, he was stupid…

"Tut, tut, -- fame clearly isn't everything," and I knew he knew I was ignoring the quivering hand up beside him.

"Let's try again. Potter, where would you look if I told you to find me a bezoar?" I glanced around, hearing the correct answer from another once again, and I'm pretty sure it wasn't Granger. It seemed like the Gryffindor in the back, Riyusaki, and it was louder than the first time.

"I don't know sir," Potter replied again. This time I was certain that Miss Riyusaki had just said the word, `Idiot', but I didn't know who it was addressed to, me, or Potter. Never mind…

"Thought you wouldn't open a book before coming, eh, Potter?" I asked him, and he looked me directly in the eyes. He looked so like Potter, and yet, he had his mother's eyes. No matter though.

"What is the difference, Potter, between monkshood and wolfsbane?" I asked.

"I don't know, but I think Hermione does, though, so why don't you try her?" Potter asked, and before I could reply, another voice piped in.

"Harry, I even know these things and I have a very bad memory. Asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion known as the Draught of the Living Death, a bezoar is found in the stomach of a goat, a cure for most poisons, and monkshood and wolfsbane are the same plant, also known as aconite! And Professor, if you already know these things, why do you ask someone who clearly doesn't know? If you are that stupid maybe you truly need to open a book!" Riyusaki said, standing up.

"Miss Riyusaki! That is not proper classroom behavior!" I exclaimed, feeling a certain level of embarrassment.

"I don't know how the hell I know this stuff, and I didn't even study at all. This class isn't worth my time. And here I got a warm feeling from you…" she said coldly, then shoved her things in her cauldron and stalked out of the classroom. There were gasps echoing throughout the classroom and I never felt so humiliated in my life! I took two deep breaths and then continued with the class. I'd bring the matter to Dumbledore later…

~Crystal~

Wake me up inside

Wake me up inside

Call my name and save me from the dawn

I couldn't believe that sort of abuse went on at this school. And why did I know all of that stuff? What the hell was going on with me? Why was I like this?

*Flash*

"Katy, I'm helping you study, so the least you could do is pay attention!" a girl yelled.

"Okay, what?" I asked.

"What's a bezoar, where do you find one and what is its use?" she asked me.

"Easy, found in the stomach of a goat, looks like and it sort of is a small stone, and it can cure poison. I've used it before…" I trailed.

*Flash*

Bid my blood to run

Before I come undone

Save me from the nothing I've become…

Bring me to life…

I collapsed against the walls of the hallway. What was happening to me?

Frozen inside without your touch

Without your love darling

Only you are the life among the dead!

*Flash*

"Katy!" it was a voice that sounded familiar.

"What is happening to me?" I cried.

"Please, don't leave me," a sobbing voice followed the first.

"Now, now, she will be alright…" a voice said, it sounded like Madame Pomfrey's voice.

"You were poisoned, oh, please don't die!" came a female voice.

*Flash*

These visions were in my head, tearing my mind apart. I couldn't… it was hard… why… why?

All this time I can't believe I couldn't see

I can't see! I'm looking around at blackness! Where is my sight? I had it less than 5 minutes ago.

"Crystal?" a voice asked, "what are you doing out of class? Oh dear lord, what's wrong?" I was rocking back and forth, crying. Had I been crying before?

Kept in the dark, but you were there in front of me

"Who… who is there?" I asked, "Where are you?"

"It's Professor McGonagall," the voice replied, "Can't you see me?"

"I can't see anything!" I cried, and felt for someone nearby. I found the Professor, and I dove into her arms.

I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems

Got to open my eyes to everything

"Let's get you to Poppy, you obviously are in some sort of shock!" she said, and pulled me to my feet gently.

Without a thought without a voice without a soul

Don't let me die here

There must be something more

Bring me to life!!

"It looks as though she is returning to her former self, who was blind as well," Poppy said definitely.

"Where are these voices coming from?" I asked into the darkness.

Wake me up inside

Wake me up inside

Call my name and save me from the dawn!

*Flash*

"Katy, will you ever see again?" a girl asked, "You can regain your sight like you did before, before you piloted this summer, right?"

*Flash*

Bid my blood to run

Before I come undone

Save me from the nothing I've become

"I don't know what to do now. Let me observe her, and see if I can't find a pair of our old Katy's contacts that let her see. There must be a pair around here somewhere, the ministry didn't hide everything away, I assure you," Poppy said.

"I shall go to Severus and explain this situation," McGonagall said, "I believe she had his potions class today."

"Who… what… someone, please help me…?" I muttered…

Bring me to life

I've been living a lie

There's nothing inside

Bring me to life…

A/N: I know, so I hope it's better than the last, I'm trying. And oh, Cassie, please review chapters, 3 and 4, I need good feedback, so yeah, she is beginning to do what she hadn't planned on doing, getting flashbacks and going blind, and oh! Inspiration! I should have one more chapter up in about a week or so… If you still want me to continue…