Lyra thought she was dead. It was only after she remembered that the dead no longer felt pain, at least the physical kind, that she knew she must be alive.
Her body throbbed and her head ached. At first, she thought she had gone blind. But her eyes soon started to adjust enough for her to see a small tiny keyhole, way above her letting light in. She must have been inside the chest.
She tried to sit up and yell. But all that came out of her throat was a small painful whimper. For some reason, this scared her more.
"Who's there?!" A small horse voice called and she noticed a very small lump a few feet away from her. It rolled over and faced her, one familiar eye blazing into hers.
She shrunk away terrified and his gaze softened immediately. He closed his eye.
"I'm sorry child, I didn't mean to frighten you anymore then you already were. Kidnapping a small girl. Filthy scum."
As Lyra's senses slowly came back to her through the pain she realized that the small malnourished man in front of her must have been the real Moody. Which meant she was correct in her hypothesis that the man upstairs was an imposter, probably using a polyjuice potion.
She tried to speak, and the man opened his eye again. She took a deep breath and tried again.
"A-re yo-u the- the re-al M-M-Mood-dy?"
He closed his eye again and nodded in response. She could feel that he was too tired and too cold to speak.
Mustering up the strength she could, she gritted her teeth and dragged herself over to him. Slowly taking off her top robes and placing them over him.
He opened his eye again glaring at her. "Foolish girl. You'll freeze." But she did not listen, and he was too weak to stop her. Lyra could feel how weak his lifeforce was, and she knew he needed it much more than she.
Once he was covered she laid down against him, having her body heat transfer to him. Her own pain becoming too great, she soon fell back into a dreamless sleep.
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The Weasley's and The Ravenclaw (George Weasley Love Story)
Fanfiction"The world was too loud. It had always been this way and was the first thought Lyra could ever remember having." Lyra Stone was a quiet girl, one who most people overlooked. She liked it that way and never before had trouble keeping away from the sp...
