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NIGHTMARE || ❝ - I've gotta recognise the weapon in my mind - ❞
【 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦
𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳
𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴
𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦
𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 】
FINAL WORD C...
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— (chapter twenty-four.) —
"C'mere, Harry..."
"No."
"Yeh can' stay here, Harry... come on, now..."
"No."
He did not want to leave Dumbledore's side, he did not want to move anywhere. Hagrid's hand on his shoulder was trembling. Then another voice said, "Harry, come on."
A much smaller and warmer hand had enclosed his and was pulling him upward. He obeyed its pressure without really thinking about it. Only as he walked blindly back through the crowd did he realize, from a trace of orangey scent on the air, that it was Aurora who was leading him back into the castle. Incomprehensible voices battered him, sobs and shouts and wails stabbed the night, but Harry and Aurora walked on, back up the steps into the entrance hall. Faces swam on the edges of Harry's vision, people were peering at him, whispering, wondering, and Gryffindor rubies glistened on the floor like drops of blood as they made their way toward the marble staircase.
"We're going to the hospital wing," said Aurora.
"I'm not hurt," said Harry.
"It's McGonagall's orders," said Aurora. "Everyone's up there, Ron and Hermione and Lupin and everyone — "
Fear stirred in Harry's chest again: he had forgotten the inert figures he had left behind.
"Aurora, who else is dead?"
"Don't worry, none of us."
"But the Dark Mark — Malfoy said he stepped over a body — "
"He stepped over Bill Weasley, but it's all right, he's alive."
There was something in her voice, however, that Harry knew boded ill.
"Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure... he's a — a bit of a mess, that's all. Greyback attacked him. Madam Pomfrey says he won't —won't look the same anymore..."
Aurora's voice trembled a little.
"No one really knows what the after-effects will be. I mean, Greyback being a werewolf, but not transformed at the time."
"But the other... there were other bodies on the ground..."
"Neville and Professor Flitwick are both hurt, but Madam Pomfrey says they'll be all right. And a Death Eater's dead, he got hit by a Killing Curse that huge blond one was firing off everywhere — Harry, if we hadn't had your Felix potion, I think we'd all have been killed, but everything seemed to just miss us — "
They had reached the hospital wing. Pushing open the doors, Harry saw Neville lying, apparently asleep, in a bed near the door. Ron, Hermione, Luna, Sirius, Reina, Tonks, and Lupin were gathered around another bed near the far end of the ward. At the sound of the doors opening, they all looked up. Reina instantly took her daughter into her arms, sighing a breath she had clearly been holding. Hermione ran to Harry and hugged him; Lupin moved forward too, looking anxious.
