Thana.
written by Hannah Rose
Thana means Death. That's what my parents told me. That's why kids call me Thana. It isn't my real name though. I don't use my real name. It doesn't suit me. I'm no Heroin. I am not my father. AUTHOR NOTE: The prequel to Hufflepuff! This is how and why Thana became who she is during my previous book. Honestly, I didn't expect people to like my book so much! Soo... Here's the next one!
Last Updated
05/31/21
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Chapter 2: Nightmares.
Chapter 2
I'm running. Why? Because there's a light entity behind me. Yet there's a dark one in front. I can't be consumed by either. I'm fine the way I am. I don't want to change. YOU CAN'T CHANGE ME. I breathe heavily. The darkness seems so nice. So does the light one.
I mutter the two words I never thought I'd say.
"Daddy help..."
The two entities charge towards me. Getting closer and closer. I pull out my wand and shout the first spell that comes to mind.
"FUTARUS ANIMAM!"
The two entities get sucked through my wand and through my chest.
Pain. All I can register in my brain is pain. Pure unadulterated pain.
I can't take it. It feels like my mind is tearing in half.
I used my spell.
It hurts.
Pain.
Then nothing...
I open my eyes clutching my chest. Tears run down my face. The door crashes open.
"Lily?!" It's Dadd-HIM.
"Sweetie?" Mother. They spot me holding my chest which is glowing white and black.
"Harry...Call St Mungos..."
"Lily! Are you ok?"
"Harry now." She sounds stern. Almost scared. Daddy-HE runs out the room and almost falls down the stairs in a hurry to get to the phone or fireplace.
"Mummy?"
"It's ok sweetie it's ok..."
And then I heard no more...
I mutter the two words I never thought I'd say.
"Daddy help..."
The two entities charge towards me. Getting closer and closer. I pull out my wand and shout the first spell that comes to mind.
"FUTARUS ANIMAM!"
The two entities get sucked through my wand and through my chest.
Pain. All I can register in my brain is pain. Pure unadulterated pain.
I can't take it. It feels like my mind is tearing in half.
I used my spell.
It hurts.
Pain.
Then nothing...
I open my eyes clutching my chest. Tears run down my face. The door crashes open.
"Lily?!" It's Dadd-HIM.
"Sweetie?" Mother. They spot me holding my chest which is glowing white and black.
"Harry...Call St Mungos..."
"Lily! Are you ok?"
"Harry now." She sounds stern. Almost scared. Daddy-HE runs out the room and almost falls down the stairs in a hurry to get to the phone or fireplace.
"Mummy?"
"It's ok sweetie it's ok..."
And then I heard no more...
