Chapter 12

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There was a loud screeching in my ear just before everything faded white.

"James!! Get Harry."

"Take Aster up there with him!"

"You can not control people!"

"Oh but I can."

"Cruciatus!"

All of the screams echoed. Then their was a faint sound of writing. I focused really hard to see what was being written

My mother had written something and hid it in a book under Harry's crib, just before the door blew open.

It was like I was there again, only this time I was much older. I could walk around the 'dream' without being seen. I quickly went over to my mother and grabbed the journal.

"His name gives you the power. Say your grandfathers name, five times in your mind. It will give you 'the' power against... HIM." Faded away on the journal.

"No!"

"Ash. I would have thought you out of all people would have stopped them. Your bestfriends. Your husband. Their all dead now. And you could have saved them. Soon you and your daughter will be to, along with the baby Potter."

"... have mercy..."

The loud screeching came back and everything turned black. I then woke up. Where was I? I looked around only to notice that I was in a jail like cell. Chained to the wall. It was cold and wet. I looked around even more and saw Draco chained to the other wall. He was still passed out. I did as much as I could to wake him up. Nothing worked.

Was he dead?

Did I kill him..?

I screamed and then started to cry. I couldn't believe myself. Because of my thoughts I created a portal for Voldemort, straight to us. And it killed Draco in the process.

Bellatrix then swooped her way down the cells. "Hush will you?!" She laughed, "Your going to wake the boss. Aww, he's so peaceful when he sleeps, isn't he?"

"You mean he isn't dead?" I cried.

"Ugh. Dry your tears. We know Malfoy here is your familiar. We couldn't use your powers if he was dead now could we?" Bellatrix laughed. "Now shut the hell up before I make you!"

She then walked away. Draco wasn't dead.. I didn't kill him. What about everyone else at Hogwarts? What happened to them. I screamed again, Bellatrix came running.

"What did I say child!" She yelled.

"What happened to everyone at Hogwarts?" I asked.

"Aww, you think you get to ask questions. How cute." She answered.

"I'll scream again." I said.

"And I'll stop you." She grinned pulling out her wand.

"I'll be able to break through it. I broke three Voldemorts, I'm sure you aren't as powerful as him." I laughed.

She did it anyways, a few seconds later I broke her spell.

"See?" I laughed again.

"We left them in a trance. It should have worn off by now. After all y'all have been out for three days now." Bellatrix then put her wand away and started to walk away.

Three days? We've been knocked out for three days?

Just then Draco started to wake up. He was confused and scared.

"Don't baby." I thought.

Draco immediately looked up at me. "Where are we?"

"I'm not sure, but there's multiple cells here, look to your left." I thought.

Draco looked to his left and saw easily thirty more cells, he looked to the right and saw the same.

"I know where we are." He thought. "Father brought me down here when I was little. He told me if I didn't follow in his footsteps, I would be left here to rot."

"I'm so sorry baby. This is my fault." I thought.

Draco cut me off, "No. It's not. It's Dumbledores. He knew you couldn't control your power just yet and still made you do this. He was the one that let you open the portal."

"Still." I thought. "While I was passed out, I saw a memory again. Only this time, I could walk around in it. It was the night my parents died. Remember how I said my mother wrote something and stuck it under Harry Potters crib?"

"Yes." Draco thought.

"I was able to see what it said, the message." I thought, "It read, 'His name gives you the power. Say your grandfathers name, five times in your mind. It will give you 'the' power against... HIM.' I don't know what it means."

"Try it!" Draco thought.

I cleared my head and imagined my great grandfather Salazar Slytherin. Then thought,

"Salazar Slytherin."

"Salazar Slytherin."

"Salazar Slytherin."

"Salazar Slytherin."

"Salazar Slytherin."

Then opened my eyes. Nothing happened.

"I don't think-" I was cut off.

Just then I felt this huge wave of energy flow over me. My eyes turned green again.

I felt the sudden urge to say, "Tempus sedabit. Tempus est meum. Possum tempus arbitrio meo regere."

Then imagined everything reversing. Suddenly, I was back at Hogwarts.

"Aster. I want you to describe in great deal of everything you just imagined, without opening your eyes." Dumbledore said, "Imagine that you were showing us, that we were there and we could see it."

I opened my eyes immediately.

"No!" I screamed as I fell to the floor.

Draco ran to me, pushing his way through everyone. "Aster!" He screamed.

I sat on the floor crying. Draco finally reached me and practically threw himself at me.

"Aster love, what's wrong?" He asked.

Everyone else came running to me. I grabbed onto Draco's shirt.

"Him! He was here! He took us. Right after Dumbledore asked me to describe what I saw, I did. And it created a portal straight to us. You-Know-Who was here! He put a trance on everyone but me and you. Then took us and locked us in a bunch of cells. His whole army of Death Eaters were here!" I cried.

"I think that's enough practice for today. Draco, why don't you take Aster to her room." Dumbledore said.

Draco then picked me up, he carried me the whole way to his room. I sat and cried for almost two hours.

"Baby.." He said. "If all of that happened. How did you get back?"

"Honestly I don't know. While I was in the cell, I had a memory flashback, and learned that my great grandfathers name gives me power. Then I got the sudden urge to just say some things in latin, and pictured time reversing. That's when I heard Dumbledore telling me to describe what I saw again." I said.

"I'm just glad your safe baby." He said as he grabbed me and held me tightly.

"But you aren't." Something said in a voice only I could hear..

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