Between Crown and Heart

Galaxy Charmé gets nearly kidnapped by death eaters but luckily she's saved by Albus Dumbledore who has been searching for her for the past few years as the death eaters did.But why?Galaxy is told that she will end a cruel war,but how if she has never heard anything about true magic?How if she neither has faith in magic,nor in herself?Strange things happen to her and she falls in love with her Professor Severus Snape who will never belong to her as long as she won't confess her love to him.
Time passes then and she learns what important role she plays in this war and moreover how she has to fulfill it:She has to betray everyone she is fond with.She has to leave them alone when they need her most.And her love's fate is already sealed before her own fate was.
How will she experience her new destiny and how the loss of her life?In the end she will need a shoulder to cry on after her sacrifices but no one will be there for her.Thus be you there for her and give her a shoulder to cry on.


34. Don't Touch Me!

But Professor Moody pointed his wand at Royalty and ... said: "Crucio!"

A wave of pain erupted my whole body. My head sprang in the air and I looked at the ceiling. My knees slumped to the ground. It felt like an unitary and consistent pain wave, like a migrain only million times testier; and this pain reached every part of my body: my nose, my eyelids, my tongue, my throat, my fingertips, my navel and my toes.  

It was hard to breath not only because of the pain but also because my body didn't had any sense anymore, I didn't sensed my body, I only sensed the pain.  

My eyes got wet and I let go of tears. I rattled. And when my throat managed to bring that rattle out, it started screaming. It seemed as my body learned how to move step by step because then I started rolling and winding on the floor but all the time my brain wasn't aware of what my body did. It was horrorfying.  

My screaming didn't stop. And I heard Royalty screaming in my head. I was helpless. My body shivered and the pain didn't end. Then I saw an image of a man whom I never saw before and Royalty's voice faded away.  

It was then that the pain stopped suddenly. And there I was laying on the floor with my stomach to the ground and my head turned to the left, to the door. I felt nothing. My body was numb and empty and with no powers. I just stared at the door with tears rolling down uncontrolable to the floor. I didn't bother or rather I didn't had the strength to discern what happened.  

Until I heard a squeal. The phoenix! I moved slowly my eyes and then slightly my head until I crane my neck and finally my chest. Fawkes flew resentful in the office. And then he flew out through the window.  

Only then I saw the scenery: 

I saw that Professor Snape captured the arms of Professor Moody and the headmaster Dumbledore, who looked outraged and furious, pointed his wand at Moody. Professor McGonagal was appalled and she looked horrified. Her mouth was covered with her right hand and her other hand pointed a wand at Moody while her eyes were wide opened and frozen in terror. There was a dangerous silent realization of what just happened.  

Professor McGonagal was the first one who broke the silence then.

"Moody... You know what-what you did? You tortured a student with the crucio charm! And as a former Aurora I don't have to tell you the consequences of your action!"

She stopped to take a breath and went on: "Dumbledore, we will inform the ministry. It's a good thing that Crouch is already here!"

"Minerva, I -" Dumbledore started but... 

Of all things Madame Maxime, Igor Karkaroff and Mr. Crouch came in, out of nowhere.

"We heard a screaming. What happened, Albus?" Crouch asked and looked around the room. But Dumbledore remained silent.

"It was her, poor thing." Professor McGonagal said softly and went to my side and bent down to me.

"Child, how do you feel?" She said quiet and reached out her hand to pic my still shivering body up.

"Don't touch me." I whispered. "Don't touch me." More tears started rolling down. I was scared of more pain. Professor McGonagal looked baffled.


"Don't touch me." I said weakly and crawled away from her. She just stared at me disbelievingly.

"Girl, you need to see Madam Pomfrey." But I just kept on saying

"Don't touch me." and crawled away from her towards the desk.

"Royalty..." I whispered in my mind. "Royalty?" But there was no answer.

"Ro...!" I braced myself and pulled me up the desk where Royalty lay lifeless and with wide opened eyes. I touched him with my hands but he didn't move. Tears falling down on the desk.

"R-R-Royalty..." I shook him.

"Royalty!" I said this time in a more commanding tune.

"Ro!" I took him in my arms and fell on my knees. I cried in his fur and called him in my head meanwhile but he was still motionless. 

"What is happening here, Dumbledore?" Madame Maxime asked with her French accent.  

The headmaster took a deep breath and started pacing in the office.

"The pet of Miss Charmé got ill and she came to me in my office where these three Professors had a discussion with me about the tournament. And then Professor Moody tried to help but unfortunately... " he didn't continued but looked at McGonagal meaningful who was shocked again.  

And me? Yes, how was I feeling? Honestly, I didn't know. Well, I was to weak to say the truth and I was too worried of Royalty and busy with trying to bring him back to life. 

"What?" Crouch asked sceptic.

"You heard me, Bartemius."

"But, Dumbledore, the scream-" I blocked all the agitated talking and chatting out and I went into myself for sorrowing after Royalty.  

I remembered the first time when I saw him, sleeping on a bench. How little he was then. But now he isn't big either, my mind said. Little tears rolled down on Royalty. And then I thought about that moment when he woke up the very first time and how I had to pull him out from under my bed. It hurt so much. Memories...  

I remembered how I used to hum when we both can't fall asleep. And I started humming distantly his favorite song, it was the old but very popular 'Für Elise' by Ludwig van Beethoven. Royalty staggered to the song the very first time when he heard it and was passionately taken by this sound which is surely out of our universe.  

Memories..., I thought again.  

I didn't realise that everyone in the office stared at me down; both women and Dumbledore with sympathy and pitty while Crouch looked irritated, Karkaroff looked as he knew something else happened here, Professor Snape looked as always unreadable and Moody looked satisfied.  

Professor McGonagal walked up to me and tried again: "I will bring you to-" I backed away from her again. She gave up then but not entirely.

"Albus, can't Severus give her something for calming down? It would be the best solution right now as long as she's not willing to go to the hospital wing." The headmaster thought for a few seconds and nodded.

"Severus, do you mind if you can give her a portion?"

"Of course not, headmaster, as long as everything is settled down." And with that he looked at Moody from the side whom he was still holding.

"I think we have everything under control now. You don't need to worry." Professor Snape rose his eyebrow to underline that he was not worried until he turned around suddenly and disappeared from the office. Meanwhile, I was humming all the time and stroked Royalty. It calmed me down.  

I was so bad to him. I was a stupid coward! I could have rescued him, saved him!! Only if... A wave of tears rained out my eyes but I kept on humming, to make the farewell as pleasant as possible for Royalty although he maybe didn't catch it anymore.  

Everyone was silent in the room and looked at me and listened at my humming until Professor Snape was back.

"I brought two portions with me, headmaster. One is the strengthening solution the other one is the draught of peace." He said.

"Which one would you suggest?" Dumbledore asked him.

"I recommend the last one", and he hold up the vial in his right hand. The headmaster reached out his arm in my direction to signalize he should give me the portion.  

He walked slowly and carefully towards me. I saw that and backed away from him while I hummed. He kept on walking and I kept on backing off, too afraid of everything. I was already in the back of the office and my back was touching the shelf where the sorting hat lay. I couldn't move anymore and he came closer.  

If I wasn't shocked that much I would have enjoyed this. I mean, how many times will Professor Snape give you something from his stock and come after you eagerly to give it to you?  

I pressed myself as much as possible in the shelf and winced when he crouched down beside my left side.

"Take this and drink it." He said. I just stared at him. He held the vial in front of me but I looked at him.  

Gosh! He had so beautiful and calming eyes. And this was the very first time when I saw his whole face structure that close! He was marvelous! His forehead, his temples, his eyebrows which framed his beautiful eyes perfectly. Then his slightly slack cheeks which are tickled by his silky black hair. And those lips!!! I wanted to reach out my hands and cup his face with them and then run my thumbs on his lips. I don't know why but in that moment I started crying loudly. Maybe because I could never cup his face with my hands, touch his face, his lips. And my heart felt a tearing, it was more emptier now. Professor Snape was visibly confused and you could saw that he was feeling uncomfortable.

"H-He-He's ... d-dead..." I said instead. At the last word my voice got weak and at the last syllable my voice sprang upwards.  

He just looked at me emotionless and pushed the vial in my hand. I felt that he gave attention to no contact between our hands and I cried more.

"Drink." He said but I couldn't.

"Stop crying!" He said this time impatient. I tried to by closing my eyes. But it didn't help. I opened them again only to make fall much more tears. Professor Snape took annoyed the vial from my hand and opened it.

"Take it", he demanded. But I just looked at it and then at his hand. He had roundly and very lightly plump hands with not very long but neither very short fingers. And his nails were clean and neatly shortened.  

Oh, what would I give to have them touching me, my face, my neck, my spine, my waist... just my whole body and holding them in mine, my fingers interlocked with his.  

"Stop staring at my hand and stop whimpering or otherwise be prepared for 3 weeks of detention!" He said sharply. It didn't hurt because I felt nothing.

Suddenly he came closer and said stern and stressing every word equally: "Open your mouth."

He moved his arm more closer so that the vial was only a few centimeters away from my mouth. I was unsettled and I didn't notice that my heart started hammering against my chest and my breathing got unsteady. I looked at him and he rose his eyebrow, he meant: 'What are you waiting for? Me opening your mouth and pour it down your throat?' 

I finally opened it slightly and I could almost felt the cold glass of the vial touching my lips. My heartbeat was rapidly raising. But then I felt a shrug on my thigh and I startled up. My eyes widened and I pursed my lips. I looked down in my lap, causing Professor Snape agitated pulling away the vial, and saw the white paw of Royalty twitching and then his chest raising in unsteady pitches.

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