The Plagues Of Nightmares

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~~~(POV: Alexander Aevum)~~~

~~~(Location: Library, Hogwarts)~~~

~~~(Date: May 28th, 1992)~~~

~~~(Time: 9:51 PM)~~~

I find myself standing outside a massive mansion. One that I've never seen before. The wind blows through the dead trees and flutters the branches together. Making a twisted sound reverberate around me.

The front door to the estate begins to open, and my body moves against my will. All my instincts are telling me to get out of here, but I can't control anything.

"Wake up... Wake up..."

My muttering of words is all I hear as the door closes behind me and lights ignite the large foyer that greets me.

Dreams and nightmares are based on several things. Fears, memories, feelings, and an assortment of other adjectives. What significance does this place hold to me? Why am I here at all? I've never been to a place like this.

The scent of this old home takes a grip on my mind. It's the same dusty and deathly smell as the broom and mop closet back at the Orphanage. Dampness that permeates through the walls and floors.

"Why am I here?!! Why don't I have any control!?!"

Anger gets the better of me in this moment of vulnerability. Never in my life have I not been in control of my own actions. My legs and body move on their own up the stairs, and the creaking of the old wood rings in my ears.

Once I make it to the top of the floor, there is another staircase leading higher into the mansion. That's put on hold as I see a light at the end of the room emitting from under a door. That seems to be the destination, as my body moves that way too.

The door slowly creeps open, and there is a dirty bed in the middle of the room... The windows are broken, and the chill from outside has reached in here.

My eyes land on a single skeleton sitting in the middle of the bed...

Time seems to slow down as I stare at the skeleton... I don't know why, but something inside me just...

Breaks...

For the first time in my life, a tear forms in my left eye. It trails down my cheek and hits the floor. Making a loud drip sound. Far louder than it should be.

Crack!

The head of the skeleton moves and stares at me. Soulless pockets stare back at me.

Slack!

The jaw on the skeleton opens up, and my heart stops in fear. I don't know why I'm scared, but I am.

"Why did you kill me, Alex..."

What the fuck is happening...

"How could you kill me..."

My stomach turns, and the urge to throw up at the sight of the skeleton's unmoving mouth overcomes me. As I feel the vomit start to make its way up my throat, it halts and heads back down. Nothing is in my control. Not even my vomit.

"I was your mother..."

My head spins, and the world around me vibrates as those words hit my ears.

"And I loved you..."

The chaos of fear, panic, and anxiety fills my entire body. All I want to do is move. To get out of here. To leave by any means necessary...

"You're nothing but..."

My vision zooms in on the skeleton.

"A MOOOOONNNNNNSTER!!!"

My eyes jolt open, and I sit up in bed.

"WHAT THE FUCKING HELL!?!"

The words leave my lips without control, and everyone in the first-year dorms wakes up. All stare at me with disbelief and anger.

I quickly throw my covers off and race out of the room. The common room is where I find myself, and I pace back and forth in front of the now-dead fire. My hands clasped around the back of my neck, and my heart beats a million miles a minute.

"What the fuck was that... What in the fuck was that shit..."

I've never been one to cuss, but this is an all-new kind of freaky-creepy.

As I sit down on the couch, a set of footsteps start coming down the stairs. My attention is taken as the familiar features of Hermione take a seat next to me.

"Are you okay... Harry and Ron told the girl's dorms that you woke up screaming..."

She takes a closer look at me as her hand rests on my shoulder.

"I've never seen you like this before..."

I've never felt this way before...