*2 Days Later*

2 days have past, but a lot can happen in 2 days. I found answers. Not many, but enough to satisfy me for now.
I'm not in hell, or at least, I don't think I am...

It's a place between heaven and hell, called Purgatory.
There's no fire or anything like what people have said. It's quite normal, but people can not see us or sense us or anything of the sort. It's a trap that no one can escape. Unless you find the door that dragged you in.

But I do know the location of where we are.
An abandoned castle: Château de la Mothe-Chandeniers.
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At the moment, I'm walking in the middle of one of the long hallways. The same hallway that I tried to escape from. You can actually see the walls rotting. The floor was nicely tinted and at the end of the hallway, there's a beautiful butterfly. It looked almost like a Monarch Butterfly, but it wasn't orange. It was bright blue.
I kept walking slowly and followed it around the corner.

There was a door. The white paint that covered it, was pealing from the wood and the sides are also rotted so bad that I didn't want to take another step.

But the butterfly flew up to it and suddenly, it went completely through the door. For a second, I felt still. I walked forward and I found myself walking through the door.
The feeling felt like walking through a thin layer of water and before I know it, I'm drowning. I was surrounded by water, dark water. My eyes fought to see, but it was muddy and I'm forced to close them. My eyes stung; they burned.

My arms and legs fight against the strong currents. I can't breathe.

I didn't stop fighting, I refuse to stop. I refuse to die like this.

Suddenly, I break to the surface and open my eyes. I'm in an ocean and I slowly move my arms to swim, to a beach only a couple feet away.
When I reach it, I lay on my back and lift my sleeve to wipe my eyes. My breathing is heavy and my heart beats uncontrollably fast.

The sun is bright and It makes me squint.
How can this be possible? I was in a castle in france and now suddenly on a beach.

Wait.
I've been here before.

I quickly build up the strength to stand up and look around.

But Suddenly, I hear a someone talking. My head whips in the direction it came from and I see a little girl. She looks about 4 years old; maybe younger and she held a Barbie doll.
It was me.

I must be in the past; in a memory, but how is this possible? But then I think of everything else that has happened and it doesn't surprise me.

My grandparents had told me about this trip, but I never could remember it.

They told me that my mother had taken me to this beach in Hawaii for a couple days and on the second day of being here, I was sitting in front of where the water comes up on the sand. I was watching the waves..

The little girl was sitting about 15 feet away, she laid the doll down beside her and watched the ocean as if she was looking for a mermaid. She looked so happy, just staring out into the distance. I stood still and kept watching her.

She closed her eyes as if she was listening to the sound of the waves hitting the edges of the rocks and the seagulls flying above.

I felt a cool breeze hit the side of me and suddenly she stood up and began walking into the water. I was about to smile at how cute she was, but a giant wave smashes on top of the little girl.

Fear rushed into me like a moving train. I have to save her, she can't die!

I run, and I stop at the spot were she sat, but she was gone.
Where could she be?!

I look into the ocean and I see the bright blue bathing suit that she was wearing. Without controlling myself; I run into the ocean and start to swim towards her. When she's close, I grab her wrists and wrap my arms around her.

I hold onto her as I fight the strong currents. When I finally reach the shore, I lay the little girl onto the sand. Her eyes were closed, but I pressed my fingers on her wrist. She's alive.

"You're going to be okay"
I whisper to her

And then it hits me. My grandparents had never really put any detail into the story, they just told me that I almost drowned and I survived; that someone must have pulled me out of the water or something like that. I saved the little girl and because I had made contact with her, she had forgotten everything about it.
Wow.

Suddenly, something grabs me; like a figure or a monster and it pulled me into the water. Almost as if it was trying to drown me or something. It's long arms wrapped around my tiny waist and it tightened around me.
Then almost instantly, the feeling of traveling through time makes my head spin.
My heart felt as if it stopped.

Harry is doing this.

The thought of him fills me with fear and anger. My nails dig into the creature's skin and as I squint from the salty water, I can see the blood from it's arms.

In almost an instant, I'm laying on a hard wood floor, dripping wet and Harry on top of me, covered in mud as I open my eyes as quickly as possible.

"Don't move"
He says to me almost in a whisper.

"What just happened?"
I say and lay my head back onto the floor lightly

"You went through time"
He said as his arms were still wrapped around me and I glance at his hands, which were slightly bloody from my sharp na-

Wait a minute...

I scream from the sight and jump up, Harry was thrown to the side of me as I ran into the corner of the small dark room. Into the shadows.

There was no furniture in the room or anything on the walls.

I looked at my hands, they were covered in blood and my nails were long and sharp.
Like his.
He suddenly broke out laughing and grinned.

"I'm just playing."
He said with his famous grin that reached from ear to ear.
My hands felt tingly and when I look back at them, they looked perfectly normal.

"Although, I did like being on top of you."
He said and slowly leaned his head back to crack it.
I rolled my eyes and I couldn't help but let a tiny smile form.

"I hope you enjoyed it because you're never going to get that close to me again."
I threaten

Harry suddenly reappeared right in front of me. He was only inches away from me.

"Oh really? What are you going to do about it?"
He threatened with a cheeky smile plastered onto his face.

"I'll hit you again."

"You won't."
He said and came closer towards me, his body pressed against mine as my back was pressed against the wall. His hands grabbed mine and pinned them above my head.

"Why do y-you think that?"
I said legit panicking about what he'll do

"Because I want you and I know you want me too."
He said in a deep husky voice.

He's right, but I can't stand it anymore, I want to kiss him again.
It's either, he's making me feel this way or this is how I really feel.

Notes

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