Dorea finds a home (with crazy people)
POV: Dorea
Dorea would like to reiterate this was not how she planned for her night to go, she HAD planned to run away from her Aunt and Uncle's house and go to Sirius who she knew was staying at Professor Lupin’s house for the time being.
Now technically Dorea was supposed to stay with her aunt and uncle for the whole summer, but she just couldn't take it anymore so she packed all her things she couldn't live without. Like her mom's school trunk she had found a bunch of magical compartments with school books, potion supplies,work and clothes.
She also packed a backpack with a charm to make it bigger on the inside that is currently holding the sword of Gryfindor, dont ask her why she has it she wont tell you because finders Fucking keapers.
Unfortunately Potter luck strikes again just as Dorea was planning on leaving someone fucking to walk out of her cousin's room covered in blood with some very sharp knives.
The Guy was about 6’0 pale as fuck with bloddy smile marks on his face and burns, he also had eyebags the size of a small fucking country.
So knowing this guy probably murdered her cousin armed with this knoledge she for some fuvking reason decides to tell him “You really don't want to step on that floorboard they purposefully made it really creaky”
.....Did i really just tell a murder? That they were about to step on a creaky step! This is it, this is how I die! The great Dorea Girl-who-lived defeater of you-know-who all around troublemaker dies from being a dumbass who tells murders to watch there steps!
Bringing herself back to reality I notice he's looking at me like I'M THE CRAZY ONE! (he is right tho) so to quickly cover up my internal panic i force myself to push off the wall and take three steps towards him putting us four feet apart pushing her ‘im a total badass and know exactly what i'm doing, be scared filth’ that she learned from watching the slytherins at work. Unfortunately, Dorea can't bring herself to get any closer so she doesnt think it works very well.
“There's three more squeaky steps in this hall but there more obvious, and i'm telling you cause honestly you're doing me a favor i wanted them gone but dont think i could stomach it so thanks i'm gonna grab my shit and head out” i tried to make my voice stay soft but my hysterical humor at this sneaking into my voice.
I turn around to grab my bags but when i turn to leave the Man grabs me by my wrist turning me around before leveling me a glare that would have scared me if it weren't for my experience with Voldemort i would have collapsed in fear, it still was a terrifying glare but i turned back into what he was saying and heard him state “how do you know i wasn't here to kill you” his voice was deep and i was shocked for a few seconds before i smirked realizing he was testing me. I bite out a quick “you would have done something, plus your not the type that wants me dead”
” i remove my wrist from his slack grip.
“Anyway you better get going, Uncle Vernon get up at two in the morning to cheat on his diet and its 1:45 right now”.
He turns and checks the clock he then starts cursing worse than sirius before he throws me one more glance before deciding to fuck it and heads towards the master bedroom.
Just before he gets three more steps I come to the impulsive decision. I want to see them die. I know it's horrible and Ron and Hermione and everyone else would hate it and would tell me to grab my shit stop him and then call them.
But they didnt have to live with them to be abused, mistreated and hurt by them so…..Fuck it. I grib his shoulder and turn him around once i get the courage to look him in the eye and see hes got Hermiones patented ‘what the in the fuck nuggets are you doing’ look. The look makes me ashamed but now there's no turning back now.
So Dorea quietly asks if she ‘please watch him kill them’ the Man's eyebrows practically reach the ceiling with how high they raised and i start to think he's gonna tell me no and fucking kill me like a normal murder would, before he gets a resind look in his eye nodding in show of agreement, he starts striding towards the master Bedroom and i start padding along silently behind him (damn tall people and there big ass legs!!!!) He opens the door silently and I can see the judgment of the rest of the room and internally giggle (anyone who hates petunias decorating is good in my book. Somewhat at least) at his reaction (i should probably get his name! right?) I all but run to the far left corner to watch.
He crawls on the bed and gets on top of Uncle Vernon, the man says something to Vernon and she can just barely see the fear in his eyes and she brings her hands up to her face letting a small ‘oh’ out overcome with emotion feeling safer than she's ever felt.
The moment is ruined by her Aunt waking up and apparently deciding to start yelling at me calling me a ‘freak and ungrateful’, She tenses her shoulders and curls up in fear and anger ready to run or attack at any moment.
Which is needed as Aunt Petunia had tried to attack him and for some reason Dorea just couldn't let that happen so here she is now fighting her Aunt and winning!
Until she's losing. Not for long though because the man throws his knife straight through Aunt Petunia killing her instantly, at this point Dorea is kinda out of it Hermione said it was called dissociation and it was a coping method.
Dorea thought it was annoying.
She was there enough to catch him telling me.
“well i can safely say they were horrible people, now come on pipsqueak grab your shit. you're fun so you're coming with me” he throws her a cocky grin before grabbing a fistful of blood and smearing symbols on the wall, Dorea has no clue what they mean but she feels like she's going into shock so who knows.
She barely notices the Guy (again she really needs a name) Dorea is so lost in her thoughts (Cough*Dissociation*Cough) she doesn't even realize she's being pulled out of her Aunt and Uncle's room until she feels her bags being shoved in her hands. Dorea goes to protest there's no way he'd actually help me get out of here and leave me alive….right
But….it wouldn't be so horrible..”this is all I own that I care about”.
Well whith that outta the way i ask him “so where in the bloody fuck are we going” cause there is no way im going with him unless he gives me a destination.
“Home” did he really just say home? Dorea knows she is not super naive but “Home”, she repeats it just in case she really was going crazy and misheard him but no he just softly stated
“Yea home, it's a little weird but you'll fit in…..eventually”
At Least that's what she thinks he says she can't really tell or remember so ehg.
Now the next thing Dorea remembers is this dude zooming around her Aunts (really its hers with how much time shes spent in there) kitchen taking stuff. Having come shock and relizing this is a fucking amazing plan she grabs a bag and starts taking stuff, mostly non-perishables but some other shit too, oh and lots of water and soda she took it all.
After he finished Dorea was kinda fucking zoning out yknow she kinda felt high is this what being high felt like she didnt like or did she who knows she doesnt, like she doesnt remember shit about anything cant remember her homework cant remember her parents cant remember which bag she put her wand. Also her parents its kinda fuckied her only memories of them is there deaths like thats fucking wild right!
And–wait where did he go! Like c'mere serial killer c'mere c'mere. Ah he's in the entryway waiting for her probably hopefully he's got her bags and if he is that's kinda sweet!
wAiT- her mom's wedding room is upstairs she can take it Now! Rushing up past him up the stairs, and wait he needs a name i dont have his name i think-i'm he'll be Riddle like Tom Riddle the only other crazy killer she knows. It's fine, it's fine.
Wait God focus Dorea get the ring and go, making a beeline for the side table with her moms wedding ring Dorea ran over and snatched it up holding it in her palm all she could feel was anger, this was rightfully hers she should have had it from the moment it was taken off her moms body but No her bitch of an Aunt had it and had kept and taunted her with it growing up telling her she would never have it.
Well look who has it now Petunia.
Spitting on her aunt's face Dorea left the room and practically skipped downstairs ring in hand. Once she got too the bottom Riddle shot her a look that if she had to guess was asking what the fuck shes doing.
She cupped a hand around her mouth and held the ring up whispering like it was a secret that she was telling him. “My Mums ring, it's a family heirloom on my dads side once they passed it was supposed to be mine but my aunt said that i was too ugly for it and that it would be hers as payment for taking care of me”
He seems to like that answer and turns away grabbing the bags, so she decides to nab her trunk and a bag to sling over her shoulder sleeping the trunk over to her other hand she holds out her hand to Ridd- nah too awkward she'll just call him SK for serial killer obvi.
He seems too debate it before taking her hand pulling her too the door but she doesn't really remember she was just focusing on the vibrations she somehow missed before but it's all she can focus on not the running or the sirens or the ache in her legs. Just the feeling of safe happy bliss that comes from SK’s rough calloused hands.
The only other thing she noteces is the ache from her lungs and she relises she giggling which causes more giggles which grow into a frenzy after they stop and she catches her breath but the frenzied giggles torn into cackles before she howling with laughter on the ground and SK is standing above her looking at her weird.
Wait
Wait….
“oh my god oh my gOD”.
Her aunt and uncle are dead so-so is Dudley oh god they didn't deserve that (didn't they though they really did have it coming right?) “there dead oh god i might be sick” apparently the asshole who murdered them took a step back in case now im tempted to throw up on him on purp-wait no its not his fault i could have stopped him but i didnt god Dumbledoor would be so disappointed.
Well now fuck only good response is the middle finger right now.
And now he's kneeling in front of me, when did he get there and oh those are his hands he no he wouldn't okay no he did his hands are on my shoulders okay and he's talking now “okay yea-yea there dead, but you need to pull yourself together, cause you cant do shit about that now and you couldn't then either, your like what nine you can't beat me”.
And god is that look feral -but oh fuck he talking again. “-ood now, good now thats great and all but now you got two options here” he holds up two fingers before putting one doen and saying that “option one you go with or too who ever you were planning on going to cause lets be honest with your bags and shit it's obvious you have someone for that or”
you go with me and hopefully my boss will let you stay which he probably will since you seem to show that you’re close to snapping and your my heart-mate, dont give me that we both know its true or i would have killed you otherwise, plus we need more people and maybe thats just sallys bullshit optimism rubbing off on me who fucking knows, so your answer chop chop i have places to be yknow”
He puts down the other finger “-you go with me and hopefully my boss will let you stay which he probably will since you seem to show that you're close to snapping and your my Heart-mate-,”
wha
what
“Don't give me that we both know it's true or i would have killed you otherwise, plus we need more people and maybe that's just sallys bullshit optimism rubbing off on me who fuckingknows, so your answer now please i have places to be.”
okie what tHe FuC-
Okay so think logically about this Dorea. Your Murderer Heart-mate wants you too run away with them.
This fine totally fine peachy strawberry like and the like everything is under control and Dorea is fine, she's okay and she gots this.
No she doesn't, everything is on fire voldemort is laughing the world is burning Dorea needs a Responsible Goddamn Adult and yes the capitalization is needed. Now where is that adult what this again nowhere to be found. (you helped kill them remeber. No they werent Her responibal Adult and even if they were they wouldn't be that good.)
And fuck shes getting off track, How does it sound to Dorea. The answer
Fuckinjg Amazing the Con’s only really exist if she cares about other people's opinions and she can probably stop doing that.
She has everything to gain and little to lose(that's not true there is so much to lose. Hogwarts for starters, Sirius, Ron and Hermione. She has everything too lose but Dorea can't bring herself too care because honestly. Fuck The Wizerding World)
She has her answer then.
Mustering up all the Gryffindor courage i can i grasp his hand and ‘politely’ introduce myself “ Names Dorea and im thirteen not nine” The face he makes is really funny and i can just barely contain my giggles to speak, I soften my tone and ask “and your name my savior” he obviously liked the title ‘savior’ as much as i did (which is zero, minus zero negative 1000 bleh) because the face he made made the laughter spill out despite my wishes, but the face is gone as soon as it came and he replied in that cocky tone had been using all night replied “my name is” he takes a step back falling into deep bow before finishing “Jeff My Lady” okay that was so unfair, i can feel my face clench in disgust before i (lightly) punch him in the shoulder .
He (Jeff) stood up so fast if it weren't for my place on the quidditch team as a seeker i would have missed it. Jeff brushed off all the dirt on his knees and then holds his hand out to me, just as i grasp it i feel a sensation not unlike a port key but better safer and then
Were
FALLING
FALLING
Until we finally landed on the cold dirt and wet grass in the middle of the night, the full moon shining.
I turn around after slowly getting up feeling unsteady, just as I catch sight of the Mansion (Mansion!!! That's super overkill) a voice is in my head.
“Jeff i told you to kill the family not bring back a hostage or play toy” the tall man with no face seemed to reach up to pinch where a nose should of been and took in a deep breath before releasing a heavy sigh “And did it have to be a mage there always so pesky to deal with”
……im sorry (*deep inhale* potterLUCK) tHE FUC-.
Ahem excuse me just backtrack a little, so jeff was there to kill the dursleys (not me so better) and apparently i'm a hostage and-and they know i have magic, (not apart of the wizarding society cause ?!mage!?) and deal with ‘it’ (the little voice in her head rages and being stripped of her personhood after so many years with the dursleys doing it, SHE WAS FREE OF THEM NO MORE!), There will be none of that mister!!
Brushing off the dirt and smoothing out my shirt, I stand a little straighter, vaguely aware that other people have come outside (merlin above how many people live here!) and out stretch my hand to the man with no face and “my name is Dorea, and i'm sorry if i caused you any trouble but Jeff invited me and hes my heart-mate so i really couldn't just say no”
The air becomes heavy with tension and I can feel a heavy pressure threatening to crush me. I barely just manage to not fall to my knees, gritting my teeth. I inhale deeply and steel myself.
The pressure evaperats and i almost fall to my knees but jeff catches me (when the fuck did he get over here) and whispers ‘that was so fucking stupid’ and ‘god im gonna have a heart attack’ the voice in my head is back “Jeff, i have come to expect this behavior from Toby, Sally and Nina not you so please tell me what possessed you to take her, the witch being your heart-mate aside” he pauses clearly irritated, and apperantly my self presservaion kicks in cause i stay silent when his gaze (?gase he has NO EYES!) reaches me.
But like all good things it disappears in seconds and i open my fucking mouth before she can stop herself.
“Exuse me i know we just met sir, but really he didnt take me i left and went with him willingly and i am not just some fucking stray im a person and yes you all are right to be wary im new, youve never met me and whole soul/heart-mate shit is utter Bullocs on just trusting people” i stepped faway from Jeff continuing my rant.
“But i just ditched my entire life and probably already have people looking for me but honestly i feel like i have nothing left, so if you got room i can help, please”
Oh fuck the man with no face looks pleased, i hope thats a good thing.
Oh Dorea was dismissed, okay.
And who is that man with a Mask with black eyes and lips jogging towards us,and oh he's gesturing towards Dorea her bags and the house guess she's going inside then.
Grabbing her bags Dorea can't help but feel like something big happened, something world changing and possibly deadly and Dorea can't but smile.
This place is her new home.
Elsewhere in old headmasters often certain charmed objects whir and squeal before abruptly shattering.