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Me: Hi everyone! I'm back! I know, I know, I'm bad I just leave you with cliffhangers all the time lately... *sigh* But atleast I'm posting! I mean, that's quite an improvement, right! RIGHT?! *desperately tries to get someone that agrees here*
James: Dun worry Flower, I'll always be on your side!
Me: Thank you, but it doesn't really count...
James: Why? Because I'm your boyfriend? *spoilerXD*
Me: No. Because you're kinda stupid...
James: ...=_=''
*awkward pause*
James: ...Wow, thanks a lot, Self-centered...

(Chapter 22)
*Lily's POV*

My legs were starting to get tired. My eyelids felt heavier and heavier. All my muscles were hurting so much I could barely stand the pain. I was hungry and felt as though I was starving. My throat ached in thirst and my tounge was all big and swollen, cutting off the air, causing me to yawn over and over. My lips were dry, and my saliva thick and slimey.
I wanted to stop and rest, but I knew I had to keep walking, or else I wouldn't be able to do so again.

I didn't really know where I was going, I just had to guess my way through the forest. At last I saw something I recognised. I had been here before. In a dream or for real, I was not so sure. But I knew I HAD been here, I was sure of it. The trees were getting smaller, lighter and more widly spaced. The air felt more clear and... breatheable.
Then I felt a mist coming in from west and turned to meet it. When I did, I was met with Sorrow and despair. I couldn't believe it. So close to escaping and all the hope was drained out of me in an instant.
I had always imagined that I would be strong and not react on the Dementor's magic if I ever met one, but sadly, that wasn't the case when it finally happened. I was already miserable enough without the magic and I hadn't learned the Patronus Charm yet.
Then, I saw a light in the darkness. Something was shinig through the trees and keeping the Dementors away.
New hope suddenly developed itself inside of me and I followed the light.
When I kept going I saw a little wooden cabin and I made it out of the forests. It was Hagrid's hut!
I made it to the door before I collapsed and my sight blackened.

Me: Hi! Hope you've been waiting for the continuation of this! This chapter is going to be special!
James: oh? Really? Why, then?
Me: Well, you know how I planned for Hagrid to have a great impact on the story?
James: Yes?
Me: Aaaand he hasn't even had any screen time...
James: Well no, guess not...
Me: Soooo.....
James: So what?
Me: Sooooo.....
James: So what?
Me: So he'll finally help in this chapter!
James: Ooooooh.....
Hagrid: Will Grawpy be there?
James: Who's 'Grawpy'?
Me: U-uh, neverm-mind that, let's just get to the chapter now, shall we... Hrm *Gulp*

Chapter 23

-Written from no one's pov in particular-

It was dark. A few stars were playing on the cosmic surface, but they weren't much. The full moon watched them carefully in silence, making sure none of them were to be hurt. The night was withdrawing, but the nightsky ignored it. The moon wanted to stay a little longer, therefore she begged the sun to wait just a moment longer.
The sun agreed on the condition the moon would watch over her little babies like a mother over her children and never let them out of sight.

**

All was quiet in the big hut. The half-giant was snoring loudly in his enormous bed. He was fully dressed and buried under more than one furry blankets and quilts.
It was cold tonight.
The air was chilling.
But the gatekeeper of Hogwarts was lucky to have his fire keeping him warm. Nothing were to disturb him right now. He had no reason to wake up. He just lay there, caught up in the world of dreams.

That was when Fang woke up.

The dog had been resting peacefully beside its giant master when he had heard something from outside.
Someone was walking out there.
Someone or something.
Moving, out in the dark, getting closer and closer to the hut.
Fang stood upp and stiffened, his ears and nose at an edge.

The somethimg had stopped and was now waiting right outside the door, for an oppurtunity to attack. Or so Fang thought at first.

He sniffed violently in the air, so hard it was hurting his nose, to see if he recognised the scent. He did.

The scent was musty and wet, covered up from the forest, but under the smell of branches, rain, the black creatures that filled his little animal heart with despair, and the disgusting, thick, sticky stuff humans spit out when they were ill, another familiar smell was hidden. It was that girl!
The one with the long, dark mane that reminded him of his master, the one with the dark, lonely eyes that lit up when she patted him on the head, the one that always came over for tea with the replica of the young version of Harry, the bespectabled boy with the strange scar on his forehead, that had always visited years ago, and the red-maned girl with freckles all over her face, that reminded him of the Slug boy and the cat-lover, but instead covered in a scent ov roses. And the fair-haired little fellow who always seemed like an outcast and smelled like a serpant.
It was that girl.

And she was there.

Just outside the door.

Collapsed on the ground.

She had to get into the heat, or else she'd eventually freeze to death. Fang knew what he had to do.

He hopped up onto his master's bed and started licking his face. He wrinkled his nose, but didn't respond much. Fang started jumping in the bed and pushing his owner towards the wooden wall, but that didn't help either.
The dog then took a moment to prepare, before he forcefully threw himself onto the half-giant's stomach.
He arose with a furious scream and was so surprised at the way his dog had awoken him that he threw him off the bed brutally with his arm.

**

"WAFF!"

Something pressed out the air of him.

Hagrid threw his dog out of the bed in surprise.

"What'dya do tha' fo', you bloo'y dog!"

Fang quickly got up and started barking loudly, which made Hagrid mad.
"Don' wake me in the mi'le of the nigh' Fang!"
Fang came forward and took a hold of Hagrid's pant leg with his strong teeth and started dragging. Hagrid changed attitude at once.
"Huh? Wha's wrong, Fangea-boy? Something out there?"
He got up from bed and walked over to the door, where Fang stood with a determined look in his wolf-like eyes.
"You wan' me to open the doo' fo' ya'?"
He threw the door open. He saw nothing in the dark.
Fang ran out and down the flight of steps, to reach the bottom of the small stairs. He lay down there and waited for Hagrid to come on out; but he didn't get it.

"Di' ya wan' some fresh air?"

Fang barked again, even louder this time. Hagrid looked over him, into the forest.
"I can' see anythin', Fangea-boy".
Fang ran up, grabbed his master's shirt with his teeth and dragged him down towards the ground. The sight that met him was surprising.
"Wha'? Bu' tha's Lily! What is she doin' 'ere?"
The girl was unconsious. Her hair was spread around her in a tangled mess, something sticky was stuck in it. She seemed to be freezing and sweating at the same time. Her breaths were shaky and uneven, she smelled of vomit and rain. And firesmoke. Hagrid was confused, but then made cleared up his senses and carefully picked the girl up in his gigantic arms. He had to take her back to the castle and get her to bed! She had to see Madam Pomfrey at once!
"Good boy, Fang," said the owner to the dog as he closed the door behind him.
"Stay here an' watch the hu' fo' me, 'kay, Fangy?"
Fang barked as in agreeing.
Hagrid left the dog and started walking towards the castle, the sick girl in his arms, her dropped wand in one of his back pockets.
When he got to the castle he immediately went to Madam Pomfrey's room and woke her up. When he was sure Lily was safe and sound in the wing, he left her and went to speak with Minerva, the Headmistress, about what he had found.

Me: So there you have it! Thanks for finding me Fang!
Fang: "Waff!"
Me: Thanks for carrying me Hagrid!
Hagrid: 'Course, kiddo!
Me: Well, hope to see you all soon, bye!

Chapter 23

*James's POV*

When I found out what had happened to Lily I started crying. I couldn't help it. I was so relieved that she had returned safely, but at the same time I felt so guilty for letting her try out the Room of Requirement all alone.
Rose was the next person that broke into tears and at last all three of us were crying our eyes out.
McGonagall didn't know what to do.
So in the end, the one comforting us turned out to be Hagrid.
"The'r, the'r, caulm down, will ya'? Lily's fine, don' you worree 'bou' her! She just needs a li'l rest, tha's all!"
All three of us were clinging onto his coat and sobbed loudly. Hagrid patted us on our heads and assured us that we were not going to get into trouble.
We trusted him.
At the same time Lily was lying all alone in the Hospital Wing. I was wondering how she was doing. I missed seeing her smile and hearing her laugh so badly. I wanted to visit her real soon

That is all! I know it was short today, but as always, thanks for reading!

Thank you so much, it means alot!!
Here's another chapter!!

Chapter 24

*Lily's POV*

"Lily! Lily! Please wake up now, please! Madame Pomfrey says we have to go soon, so please Lily, please wake up!"

"Shh! James! Don't shout like that!"

"Well, I agree with him, though. I want her to awake real soon, too!"

"Scorp, don't shake her!"

"Mmm..." I moaned.
Someone was shaking me.
It hurt.
My head hurt.
My ribs hurt.
Why wouldn't they let me sleep?
"She moaned! I think she's waking up!" James? Why was he so enthusiastic?
"Good for you! Hope she'll be mad at you, you stupid idiot cousin!" Rose? What were they doing here? Where was I?

My eyes fell open.

I looked up into the faces of my friends.
A feeling of Déjà vu filled me up as I remembered the night of the Christmas Holiday, the one where I had been attacked by a dementor.
I tried to sit up, but Scorpius held me down.
"No, stay. Madame Pomfrey said you must lie down and rest, or you won't get better, 'kay?" I nodded.
"Hi," Rose said shyly and waved from her seat next to my bed. I answered in the same way.
"What happened, Lily?"
It was James. I blushed. James was here. Wait, why was I blushing? He was my friend, of course he'd be worried.

I shaked away the confusing thoughts and focused on the question. What HAD happened?
Suddenly I remembered everything, and I told them as I did, from start to finish. I felt much older than eleven when I lay there.
After a while, madame Pomfrey came to take my friends away. They complained in protest, but she was sturdy as a rock, just like the way I knew her from the books.

She gave me a thick, clear potion that reminded me of soap, that was supposed to take the pain away and make me fall asleep. I swallowed all of it at once, in ten big gulps, with teary eyes. It felt like soap too. And it tasted like porridge, mixed with some weird toothpaste, or something. It was bad, but luckily I fell asleep at once.

When I woke up the next time, I was met by someone else. This time it wasn't my friends who were staring back at me from above, but rather our headmistress, Professor McGonnagall, who sat there with her glasses far out on the bridge of her nose and her wand in hand.
She put the wand to my temple and dragged something silvery out. I felt relief for some reason and I fell back onto the bed as she strolled out with all of my memories of the night stuck on a silverstring hanging from her wand.

It didn't take long before I once again fell asleep.

Me: HOI! FINALLY a chapter about Rose!!
Rose: Yey!^__^
James: Will I-
Me: -CAN YOU STOP INTERRUPTING ME ALL THE TIME??!!!
James: --s-sorry love...
Me: Waaalllleeeeee (well) let's just read the chapter! *sigh*

*Rose's POV*

It was still nighttime when I woke up in the darkness. It was cold and mysterious. After some time of tossing and turning in the gigantic bed I decided to get out of it and get a glass of water. I looked around the dorm room and studied my classmates carefully.
The girl closest to me was Wincy Bottercurl. Her beautiful dark-blonde hair was braided in two, her pale skin seemed to reflect what little light that managed to shine through the window from outside. Her face was full of freckles, but not at all like mine. She looked cute and pretty in them - I just look stupid, I thought.
Wincy was almost always seen with a black hairband on her forehead, to keep the hair away from her eyes, which helped convey the innocent look she already had.
Her older brother was called Wesley Bottercurl and looked just like an older guy version of her.
He was a Gryffindor, like us, but he was already taking his fourth year of studies at Hogwarts. He was quite popular in the House of the Lion, mostly because he was cute, but also because he was kind and brave.
He stood up when someone was being bullied and was never mean. I admired him alot. Wincy was just like him. She tried to be just like her brother in every way.

My eyes kept travelling aceoss the room and found the second girl, Mary Rosebirth. Mary had short, dark hair and also owned a white sheet of skin that covered her entrails.
She had no freckles, but instead she had big, beautiful eyes that you deowned in onco you looked. They were a beautiful chocolate brown colour and her black eyelashes were long. She was a halfblood - father, wizard, mother, muggle - and the only child of Mr and Mrs Rosebirth.
Despite her decieving looks - she seriously looked like a real-life-size porceleline-doll - she was actually really tough. She was strong, brave and intelligent.

I stopped at the last bed - it was empty.

Lily was still kept at the Hospital Wing, even though she hadn't attended a single class yeasterday.
For a moment hatred boiled inside of me and a flash of envy and anger went through my mind on an instant.
I was sick with myself and guilt poured over me as if someone had just thrown a bucket of it over my head.
I slid into my slippers and took down my white nightrobe from a pole on my bed and put it on.

I fastened the belt around my waist and tiptoed through the room, careful not to wake Wincy and Mary up.
When I got down the stairs I saw that the Common Room was all dark and empty. I lit a fire easily with my wand and sat down in front of it, directly on to the floor.

I played with a lock of my fiery red hair and focused on the flames as they reached into the chimney, licking its walls passionetely. I wondered if Lily was okay and once again I felt guilty for even thinking badly about her.
It was just... She seemed so lucky. Even though bad things happened to her, she was lucky. Everybody liked her, but I was always invisible by her side...

I fell asleep with tears burning behind my eye-lids and selfish thoughts running through my brain.