Darcy was dressed in fitted black jeans and an Exploding Potions t-shirt. Her hair was pulled into a messy bun with streaks of temporary blue in it. Pieces escaped the band, framing her face. She put on thick, black eyeliner and a bunch of turquoise eye shadow, blended with pink and silver. Her lipstick was dark with a gloss over it to give her lips a shiny look. She wore her converse and a wristband on her wrists. She looked the part for a rock concert, that was for sure.
She was waiting for Aaron to show up at her house. His mother had, once again, borrowed a Ministry car to pick Darcy up. They would be driving there since all the Portkey’s had a price on them and you needed to reserve them. It was cheaper to drive. But, Aaron and his mother were running a bit late. Darcy stood by the window, bouncing on her heels, hoping they didn’t forget about her.
“They didn’t,” Darcy’s twin brother Chris said as he appeared next to Darcy. Even though he had no magical abilities, the two were still close. Unlike Darcy and her younger sister, Allison, who had sort of drifted away from Darcy when she received her letter of acceptance to Hogwarts.
“How do you know?” Darcy asked, “They were supposed to be here fifteen minutes ago and you know Aaron and his mother. They have to be exactly on time. Not early and not late. Something must have happened. What if they were attacked? Or they got in a car accident? Or that Voldemort guy broke into their home! You know that Voldemort guy broke into someone’s house three weeks ago? It was horrible! It was a student’s house and she lost everything and now is completely broke!” she said.
“Poor her,” Chris said, though he had no idea what Darcy was on about. She was a bit nervous to tell her family about Voldemort and the threat he was becoming to the Wizarding World. As Muggles, they could easily be targeted and once Voldemort decided to do away with you, there’s no escaping.
“Oh! Look! Here they are!” Darcy said, bouncing again, “Should I just go out there, or should I wait till Aaron gets to the door? If I wait then we might be later and if I go out there, I might come off as rude. What should I do, Chris?”
The doorbell rang.
“Might as well open the door,” her brother said shrugging. Darcy grabbed her black bag and slinging it across her shoulders.
“Bye Mum! Bye Dad! Bye Ali” Darcy shouted opening the door. She looked at her twin and smiled, “Bye Chris. LOVE YOU ALL!”
“Have fun!” Chris said and shut the door behind Darcy and Aaron.
“Sorry we’re late. I almost forgot the tickets so we had to turn around,” Aaron explained, looking sheepish. He was dressed in jeans with a spiky belt and a Weird Sister t-shirt he bought a few months ago in Hogsmeade. He had on some eyeliner and his hair was in a mohawk. He also wore converse and a spiky bracelet.
“You git, you forgot the tickets?” she gasped, “At least you didn’t forget them when we got to the concert that wouldn’t have been good, you know? I’m so excited! We’re going to see the Weird Sisters live! Do you think they’ll crowd surf? I want to crowd surf, but then I might not find you. I went to a Muggle concert once and I went crowd surfing. I was dropped and then I couldn’t find Chris or Ali. It was so much fun though! I was like, floating. Though some people were a bit rough. . . Hi, Mrs. Spelts!”
“Hello, Darcy, how are you?” Mrs. Spelts greeted from behind the wheel.
“I’m very good, thank you. Completely psyched. I can’t believe I’m going to see the Weird Sisters! I heard that they were sold out like, two weeks after tickets started to sell. What a good way to boost their egos, you know?” Darcy said, grinning as she buckled her seat belt.
“Yes, very good way,” Mrs. Spelts said. Darcy turned to Aaron.
“Remus Lupin talked to me! I know I already told you, but I need to tell you in person. He really talked to me. Willingly, too!” she squealed, “And he was really nice, too. Just like I had thought. It was so cool! Can’t wait until—”
“Lupin? Wasn’t his father mauled by a werewolf last summer?” Mrs. Spelts asked.
“I think so. What a horrible way to die. In fear of a creature. Though I feel like everyone is way too prejudiced against werewolves. I mean, it’s only once a month that they are really dangerous. All the other times, they’re perfectly normal humans,” Darcy said. Being Muggleborn and judged by her blood made her very touchy on the subject of hated and judged creatures like werewolves, vampires, and other Muggleborns.
“Darcy is in love with Remus Lupin,” Aaron laughed, “But even Remus’s pain can’t stop her from thinking everyone is to hard on Werewolves.”
“I am not in love with him,” Darcy said blushing, “Love is a very strong word that no one really understands until they feel it. Love is so overstating my small crush on Remus. Besides, he talked to me and because I am me, nothing more, but hopefully friendship, can come out of this. It’s a bit depressing really. Especially after my dream last night. It was a wonderful dream. Remus and I were walking on a beach holding hands and smiling at one another. Have you ever noticed how gold his eyes really are, Aaron? I noticed when he willingly came up to talk to me.”
“You can’t have gold eyes,” Aaron said, rolling his eyes.
“Yes, you can. Remus is proof of that,” I said simply, “But I didn’t think you could either before I came to Hogwarts. Can you believe that was five years ago? I feel like it was a lifetime ago!”
“It does seem long ago,” Aaron shrugged.
Remus slipped in feet into black and white checkered, slip on Vans. He was dressed in jeans and an Exploding Potions t-shirt and ready for the concert. He pocketed his wand safely in his baggy jeans since you never know when you need it. He checked his watch. They should leave the house now before they have to stand in a horribly long security line.
“Ready?” Sirius asked. He was sitting on the bottom of the stairs looking quite bored. He was wearing all black, his hair not as neatly kept as he usually wore it. Remus even was able to talk him into wearing some eyeliner. He couldn’t wait until Sirius tried to wash it off to find it was waterproof.
“Yeah, where’s Peter, James, and Lily?” Remus asked. They had been staying at James’s house for the past week. Except for Lily, of course, James was supposed to pick her up at her house by Floo. They had to connect her house up to the Floo network since she was Muggleborn.
“Peter’s eating and James just went to get Lily. I wish we could go already. I want to get there!” Sirius said looking fidgety.
As if on queue, James and Lily walked into the entrance hall. Lily’s hair was in a ponytail. Her make-up was applied thicker then she usually wore it. She was wearing fitted black top and comfortable jeans. She had black flats on her feet and a purse slung across her shoulder to her opposite hip. James was also in jeans. He had chosen to wear his favorite band t-shirt rather then wear a Weird Sister’s one. His hair was messier then usual and he had on “skater” shoes.
They called for Peter and he hurried out of the kitchen. Peter looked more awkward in his clothes then everyone else. James, Sirius, and Remus pulled it off pretty good and Lily always seemed to look good. Peter was a bit nervous to be wearing eyeliner and to have painted his nails black with the rest of the Marauders. He seemed to slouch lower then he usually did, as if trying to hide.
“Where’s the Portkey?” James asked, searching the entrance hall. He finally found it and grabbed it, “On the count of three then?” he asked. Everyone reached out to touch the old tea cup, “One–two–three!”
Remus felt like he was lifted off his feet as they traveled. His feet hit the ground and he almost lost balance. James was getting up off of Lily before helping her up and Sirius was dusting off his pants. Peter was rubbing his knees that hit the pavement quite painfully.
“Potter?” said a deep voice. They looked up to see a group of Aurors around them. They took the Portkey and threw it in a box with a bunch of others. Another Auror crossed something off on a clipboard, “Step this way,” said the one with the deep voice.
Remus had never been to a concert before. He was amazed how many people were already there. The stadium looked like a regular Muggle stadium. A flashing sign read Magic Music Stadium and under that read in smaller letters The Weird Sisters LIVE! Some people were trying to sell tickets on the walk and seemed to be doing some good business. Remus knew that they were probably selling the tickets for three times the original price. Other people were smoking while standing in a long line filled with people dressed in similar ways to the Marauders were.
“Let’s get in line,” Sirius said leading the way happily. Remus followed behind Lily and James, who were talking pleasantly for once, and Peter who looked nervous from all the people.
Darcy screamed with the rest of the crowd as the first chord from the Weird Sisters was struck. With a cloud of smoke and flames, the Weird Sisters appeared on stage. They played the second chord and the crowd went even wilder. After watching three opening bands, this was finally what they’ve been waiting for.
“‘Ello London!” the lead singer said into his microphone, “Are you all ready to rock tonight?” screams met his ears, “Then let’s get this thing started!”
Darcy was rocking out with the rest of the crowd. Enjoying the amazing light show, which really was the best since forever, and singing along to the music. People were crowd surfing, fights were breaking out (quickly to be broken up by Aurors that seemed to make up most of the crowd’s population), and feeling the beat of the bass in their chest. Aaron was standing next to Darcy, rocking out with her. Both of them never really got a chance to talk due to the loud music, but they were having a good time nonetheless and Darcy was glad Aaron was there. Twice, a guy started hitting on her and they didn’t seem to want to take things slow. Both times, Aaron would help Darcy out by glaring at the guy and pulling her to his other side between them.
“Get on my shoulders,” Aaron shouted into Darcy’s ear. She nodded and he bent for her to get on his shoulders. The view was a lot better from here, though Aaron wasn’t the tallest person in the world. She screamed and cheered and rocked out, but not as hard because she didn’t want to hurt Aaron.
She fell back to be caught by out stretched hands and Aaron loosened her legs as the crowd pushed her off to the side. They pushed her backwards and forwards and Darcy almost fell twice, only to be caught last minute and instantly lifted back into the hands of the crowd. Once, Darcy was so close to the stage that the lead singer’s touched her outstretched hand. Darcy cheered when that happened and was swept off.
Until she was dropped.
One moment she was floating and the next the ground was rushing towards her. She tried to get her feet under her body, but it was too late. He squeezed her eyes shut for the painful blow on her back, but instead, she felt someone catch her. She opened her eyes to see, who else, but Remus Lupin, grinning.
“It’s you!” he shouted over the music as he lifted her back onto her feet. Darcy eyed his shirt.
“You like the Exploding Potions!?” she shrieked. Remus frowned.
“What?” he yelled, unable to hear her. Darcy pointed to his shirt and then to hers. A smile broke out onto his face. Darcy saw Sirius Black rocking out near by. Peter Pettigrew was standing there a bit awkward while Lily Evans was on James Potter’s shoulders looking extremely happy to be there.
“Great concert, huh?” Darcy shouted, knowing to keep her sentences short since it was impossible to hear. She struggled for a moment, trying not to add anymore.
“Excellent!” Remus agreed.
“Oi, Moony, who’s your friend?” Sirius asked, suddenly by his shoulder.
“This is Darcy Brite, the girl I told you about,” Remus said loudly. Darcy’s heart fluttered. He told his friends about her and remembered her name! Nothing could get better then this.
“Oh yeah! They one that talks a lot!” Sirius said, grinning. Darcy frowned, but knew that she would usually be described like that, it was only natural, “I’m Sirius!”
“I know!” Darcy shouted back.
“We’ll have to talk later!” Sirius grinned. He already liked Darcy and he just met her, “I can barely hear you!”
Darcy stood by Remus and his friends for a while. Then something caught her eye. She was always very observant, but she wasn’t paying much attention and just caught a glimpse. She looked up by the ceiling, being shifted a little by the crowded moshpit. Suddenly, Darcy saw it again and fear evolved inside her. She tugged on Remus’s sleeve and pointed upwards toward the moving shadows.
Remus was able to see pretty well in darkness due to his werewolf side and saw what was in the shadows easily. He gasped and punched Sirius in the shoulder, also pointing. Soon, everyone around them was looking up and pointing. The crowd rippled with movement as faces were lifted upwards and fingers pointed. Some people scream and started for the exit.
The Weird Sisters, seeing their audience was more interested in something other then their light show and music, looked at what people were looking at. They stopped playing, the only sounds were horrified conversations and the static sound from the speakers. Suddenly, the lead singer, fear all over his face, lifted the microphone to his mouth.
“It’s Death Eaters!!” he shouted and all hell broke loose.
Remus turned towards Darcy, but she was gone. He saw her moving towards the stage, pushing her way through the crowd. She was going the wrong way! But she needed to get to Aaron. She knew he was looking for her, too.
“Remus, come on!” James said, pulling his friend’s arm. His wand was out and he was looking at the Death Eaters now attacking the crowd.
“I’ll be right back,” Remus said, yanking his wand from his pocket and chasing after Darcy.
Remus couldn’t understand why he needed to go after her. He barely knew her, but he liked her and wanted her friendship. And her voice. He still couldn’t get over the soft twinkle of her voice. But another part of Remus told him that if he didn’t go after Darcy, something bad was going to happen.
The crowd was going for the exits. They didn’t seem to realize that there were three other exits in the room and went for the main one. Remus was pushed about, searching for Darcy.
Darcy was already with Aaron. They had run into one another, literally. Now, were making their way towards one of the exits that were being ignored. But it was hard. They had stunned two Death Eaters on the way, out of luck, and Aaron had been hit with the Cruciatus Curse once. Then there was the crowd, all pushing to go one way, only to be blocked or hurt. There were flashes of red, purple and blue lights. And way too many flashes of green to be fair.
“What are they doing here?” Aaron shouted.
“I dunno, but it’s definitely not to enjoy the concert!” Darcy shouted. She ducked from a curse a Death Eater threw her way. Yet, it still hit her and she was thrown off her feet and off backwards.
“Darcy!” more then one voice cried her name. Darcy was in a daze as she sat up. Both Aaron and Remus were in front of her.
“Are you okay?” Aaron asked.
“Fine,” Darcy mumbled and got to her feet. She grabbed her wand from the ground on the way and pointed it at the advancing Death Eater. Remus and Aaron raised theirs, too.
“Ava—” the Death Eater began.
Silentium! Remus said in his head automatically.
It was in slow motion almost. A jet of orange light shot out of Remus’s wand straight towards the Death Eater. He stopped in the middle of his curse and changed it to a Shield Charm. The Silencing Curse Remus had said bounced off the shield charm and came back towards Darcy. Time slowed down as Remus and Aaron both tried to push Darcy out of the way, putting her in the Curse’s path even more. Then the orange light hit her square in the chest. She looked down.
“Oh,” she said and then collapsed. Aaron caught her and lifted her bridal style. An Auror jumped in front of them.
“Hurry, get out!” he shouted and distracted the Death Eater into a duel. Remus led the way towards the door. Both boys burst out into the warm summer night. People were already out there. Screaming for their friends and searching for the group they had come with.
“I need to find James, Sirius, Peter, and Lily,” Remus said as the two ran as far from the building as possible. Aurors were apperating everywhere and going into the building. One or two stayed outside just in case.
“What did you do to her?” Aaron asked looking at his best friend. Remus turned towards Darcy and knew he would never hear her soft voice again. It pained him to think it was his fault, too. But he didn’t think the Silencing Curse would even work!
“The Silencing Curse,” Remus explained to Aaron.
“What?” Aaron asked, he didn’t know what that was, but knew it was bad, “What the bloody hell is that?”
“Another form of the silencing charm. But permanent,” Remus muttered. Aaron was silent for a minute.
“You mean, Darcy will...Darcy is never going...She’s a mute?” Aaron stuttered.
“Most likely. Unless the curse was weakened with the shield charm,” Remus said so softly that Aaron had to strain to hear him, “But I doubt it was if it knocked her out.”
“REMUS!?” someone shouted. Remus looked up to see Sirius, James, Peter, and Lily running towards them. They looked shaken and James had a cut across his cheek. They must have been dueling a bit.
“Where did you go?” James snapped when they were within talking distance, “I can’t believe you would have just walked off like that!”
“Honestly, Remus, when something like that happens you stay with your friends!” Lily said hugging Remus. James frowned, but got over it when he spotted Darcy.
“Hey, isn’t that the girl you were talking to?” Sirius asked, kneeling by her and checking her pulse, “Darcy, right?”
“Yeah,” Aaron said.
“What happened to her?” Lily asked pulling her wand out.
“There’s nothing you can do,” Remus said, “She was hit with a silencing curse.”
“What?” Lily looked horrified, “If Death Eaters are using that curse now, no one will stand a chance against them.”
“The Death Eaters didn’t use it,” Aaron said darkly. He pointed at Remus accusingly, “He did.”
“It was meant for the Death Eater!” Remus said in his defense, “He put a shield charm and it bounced back.”
“Yeah, but because of you, she’ll never talk again!” Aaron snapped.
“It was an accident,” Remus argued. But he felt like he was more of a monster now then before the concert.
Darcy groaned. Her head hurt and throat felt dry.
She forced her eyes opened just to shut them again as she was blinded with bright white walls. She forced them open again, feeling an odd presence in the back of her mind. Had she gone mad? But the presence gave Darcy and feeling of comfort, like her mother did. She could feel the fear and worry in it. And hope.
Darcy opened her eyes more slowly and saw her mother sitting in an uncomfortable looking hospital chair. She looked tired and, indeed, worried. Darcy stretched her hand out and poked her mother awake, saying her name. But nothing came out. Not even a whisper. Darcy hands went to her mouth in horror. She lowered them, wide eyed, and tried again. Nothing.
Now Darcy frantically shook her mother away. Fear was inside her. Why couldn’t she talk? How did she get to St. Mungo’s? What happened at the concert? Why does she remember an orange light?
“Darcy?” Mrs. Brite asked opening her eyes and sitting up. She grinned when she saw Darcy and that strange presence in her mind suddenly felt relieved and happy. This confused Darcy, but as she opened her mouth to try and speak once more, her mother sighed, the sadness returning to the strange presence.
“Don’t try, dear, it’ll just make everything worse,” her mother said, hugging her daughter tightly.
What’s happening? Darcy thought desperately as her mother held onto her. She was getting scared. She didn’t understand.
A Healer entered the room. He was in his mid-thirties with light brown hair and warm brown eyes. A clipboard was in his hand and he was concentrating on what was written, his brow knitted together He glanced up casually in Darcy’s direction and a large smile spread across his face. He put his clipboard on the counter and made his way over. Darcy felt another strange presence in her mind when the Healer entered. This one was relaxed, yet concentrating hard.
Mrs. Brite let go of her daughter.
“Darcy Brite, I’m Healer Pickens,” he said, holding out his hand. Darcy shook it and nodded in greeting, “I believe you have discovered the reason for being in a long-term ward at St. Mungo’s?” Darcy shrugged and Healer Pickens sighed, “At the Weird Sister’s concert there was an—”
“Excuse me,” an old, familiar voice said from the door way. Darcy felt a third presence in her mind. This one was wise and calm, yet there was strain and tiredness in it. She looked up and wasn’t surprised to see Professor Dumbledore standing there in the doorway.
“Albus, how are you?” Healer Pickens turned towards the Professor.
“I am quite well, Phillip, thank you,” Dumbledore said, his eyes missing their usual twinkle, “I was wondering if I could give Darcy the grave news. There are some things I would like to discuss with her alone.”
“Oh yes, of course,” Healer Pickens said shaking my hand a second time and then shaking my mother’s hand.
“Should I leave too, Dumbledore?” Mrs. Brite asked, looking hopefully at her daughter that she can stay.
“That won’t be necessary,” Dumbledore smiled and conjured up a chair for himself. He sat down, smiling at Darcy, though the twinkle in his eye still was extinguished. Darcy opened her mouth, but then shut it. She was beginning to understand that she was unable to talk.
“Darcy, I am afraid that the best concert of the decade had been turned into the most horrible,” Dumbledore said gravely, “The Death Eater attack was sneaky and quite unexpected. Many are injured and another handful have been proclaimed dead. You were luckier then those who have lost their lives, but your case is also more unfortunate then all those who have lived. You were hit with a very powerful Silencing Curse by accident,”
Darcy gave Dumbledore a look of fear and curiosity. She wasn’t sure what a Silencing Curse was, but something told her it wasn’t good. Dumbledore sighed, seeing the look on Darcy’s face and her mother grasped her hand tightly.
“A Silencing Curse is the same thing as a Silencing Charm only a Silencing Curse is permanent with no counter curse available,” Dumbledore explained and Darcy felt her stomach tightened, “I am afraid that you are most likely to never speak again. I’m sorry, so many have told me you loved to talk.”
Darcy felt tears come to her eyes and let them fall. The flashing orange light came back to her. Remus had set the curse. Was this his fault? The Death Eater had put the shield up that the spell bounced off of. Was it the Death Eater’s fault? Silent sobs escaped Darcy and she felt pathetic for crying.
“Darcy,” Dumbledore continued, “Even with permanent damage, you are luckier then many. Some have been driven to madness, others might not move again. And then, as I said, some are dead. You, however, have gained something from losing your voice,” Darcy looked up, wiping her tears, interested, “Very few people use Silencing Charms. Very few. They are very easy to make work, of course their strength all depends on the ambition of the person conjuring the spell. But though the damage is permanent, the spell also strengthens the mind.
“You have probably are aware of something in the back of your mind. There should be two at the present time. Am I right?” Darcy nodded, “The presence you feel is your mother and me. You have gained access to our feelings. As time progresses you will begin to hear our thoughts and enter our minds with ease. This is nothing like Legimens and it cannot be blocked out with Occlumens. Soon, you will even be able to send your thoughts and even feelings if you wish, to others.
“Also, I believe, you will become excellent at nonverbal spells and mind work. You’re mind with begin to process things faster. If I throw a rock at you at amazing speed, you will be able to easily pull it out of midair, even if it is a surprise attack. You will see things more clearly and almost any riddle will be too easy for you. And, by the time the year is over, you will be able to sense people coming even if they are in another country. You have just become a very powerful young witch, Miss Brite.
“This, I fear, is both good and bad. If Voldemort finds out about your new gifts, and I am assured he will, he will want you on his side. You could easily extract information from people from miles away. You could also know when someone plans to attack him or what the Ministry is planning against him. It is good because you can do a lot of the good side of war, such as tell us Voldemort’s plans. You will be one of the only people to get into Voldemort’s barriers.
“However, your powers need to progress. Over the next few months your mind will begin to get stronger and stronger. Do not abuse your powers, Darcy. I actually suggest you use them as little as possible. There is less of a chance of someone discovering them. But for now, just let them develop and I will have protection put on your house and Aurors will be near by at all times,” Dumbledore stood and made his chair disappear, “I believe I have indeed covered everything. For someone who loved to talk, it is difficult to discover you are a mute and I have just given you lots to think about.” He shook both Darcy’s hand and her mother’s. At the door he paused and turned around, facing Darcy once more, “Miss Brite, think of it this way; it’s time you stop talking and listen to what others have to say.”
A/N: Sorry it took so long! I had this on hold for a while, but decided to take it off. I was also in a very happy mood (have a date for homecoming next weekend and made some new friends in HS) and decided to spread the cheer. That was corny.
Anyways, tell me what you think. What is good? Bad? Did I make any mistakes? Any ideas for the plot? Anything you have to say?
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