- Chapter Seventy-Eight -

For one very confusing moment Jaquenetta found herself standing back in the room of requirement with the rest of Dumbledore's Army on the day they first all practiced casting the Patronus Charm. She was watching Hermione cast hers, the happy little otter swimming about, the smile so bright on her face it was infectious. Jaquenetta knew that in a moment she would cast her own charm and the Phoenix would emerge from her back, and she raised her wand ready. Jaquenetta wasn't scared of what would happen next because this was only a dream after all and she had been through it once already. But before she had a chance to cast the charm screams reverberated around the stone walls of the room and along with the rest of the DA she turned towards the source of the noise. But Jaquenetta found herself frozen in horror at what she saw, for in the middle of the room, engulfed completely in fire, Jaquenetta saw herself. As if with no control over her own body Jaquenetta suddenly found herself at the fires edge. Certain her eyes had been playing tricks Jaquenetta peered into the fire, the screaming had stopped, no body to be seen, but in a flash a pair of arm pushed out from the flames and grabbed her by the wrists and pulled her in.

That's when she heard the voice. Just once at first. But as the surroundings disintegrated right before her eyes and all that was left were the flames over and over again the snarl came through as the white hot pain engulfed her body.

Who are you

Who sent you

It was almost animalistic, so much so that Jaquenetta barely even recognised the voice as being human and more than once was convinced it may have been coming from within her mind itself.

What do you know

Why are you here

Jaquenetta could feel her arms and legs twitch and spasm as if attached to a thousand electrodes, yet she was powerless exert any control over their movements as they twitched and bent and snapped.

Where do you come from

How did you get here

It took Jaquenetta all of her will and focus and strength to stay conscious knowing that, even in the midst of such torture, she needed to keep whatever force was attacking her out of her mind and her memories.

"A vault, a vault" Jaquenetta chanted as best she could, while the pain and the burning and the growling voice persisted, trying desperately to lock her mind down to the infiltration.

The voice once strong, sinister, and demanding suddenly took on a more gentler and coercive nature, still animalistic but it had a way of over exaggerating and lengthening the vowels that seemed familiar.

"A vault" Jaquenetta chanted to herself as she tried to hold back her thoughts and instead focus on the imagery.

Who are you

"A vault" Jaquenetta could see the thick hard steel door.

Who sent you

"A vault" The door slowly began to close and through all the pain she willed it to move faster.

What do you know

"A vault" The door was almost closed but a resistance was pushing against her. With each twist and pull on her body she could feel the door pushing back.

Why are you here

"A vault!" Jaquenetta screamed as her back felt on fire, bent back farther than she was sure it could even go. The door slammed shut in her mind as she began coughing uncontrollably. Water was suddenly being poured into her mouth, running down her chin, and she desperately tried to spit it out.

Where do you come from

"A vault" Jaquenetta said once more, her voice not as strong as it once was, her chest felt heavy and no matter how hard she tried to cough and spit it out the water remained. Though Jaquenetta knew that it wasn't water, it was too thick too warm and too metallic to be anything good.

How did you get here

"A vault" Jaquenetta said, her voice now barely a whisper in amongst the screams. Her chest felt heavy and it was getting harder to breathe.

"How did you get it!" The voice suddenly screamed, regaining its original animalistic quality, and as the skylit up around her Jaquenetta felt herself falling to the ground.

Weightless Jaquenetta fell, not even noticing when her battered and broken body collided with the cold hard earth. Barely a whisper she still continued her chant, not stopping until a familiar voice called her and finally, with one last breath, she succumbed to the darkness that had been pulling her under.