The Man Who Lived Twice (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} ilivedtwice) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} pandorarpg, |
The pumpkin juice was delicious. The pumpkin must have been perfectly ripe and the drink wasn't too sweet. Harry was likely to be drinking it all night long, since it was unlikely he'd be drinking any alcohol tonight. "Wrackspurts aren't usually so terribly vicious, are they?" Sometimes, Harry wondered if Luna wasn't on to something about all these things she insisted were real. Sometimes, they were would make sense to explain what was happening.
He sobered slightly when she asked about his nightmares and shook his head. "Last time...last time my scar would hurt, almost burn. it'd wake my up sometimes, hurting so much. It always mean Voldemort was either nearby or doing something awful." He knew know that it had been because of their connection. "My scar hasn't been hurting, but the nightmares are just as disturbing." Especially last night's. The torture...