"How many more people need to die before we defeat him?!"
"The pain it's unbearable,"
"I can't lose you too,"
"AHHHHHH!"
Elizabeth Lily Potter, the cursed twin, the twin that suffers all. Harry's the one, he's the chosen one, but is he?
[It starts...
It was a long trip out to where Remus called home. The moon was full tonight so Harry and I decided to visit him throughout the day, He wasn't doing so well on his own. Knock, knock "It's open," A sad voice came from inside, "It's just the Potters," I called out as we came through the hallway, his face lit up ever so slightly to see us, to see someone. "How are you doing," Harry asked, "How anyone would be doing if they lost someone," He replied, I sat down beside him, "Well If it makes you feel any better, before Sirius left he told me to thank you and that he loves you so much," "I know," He looked out the window and than back at us, "Lovely day," We nodded, "Remus?" I asked, "Yes," "There's a place at Hogwarts for you to teach, and it's completely up to you, but we were thinking that it would be best if you come stayed there at least for a little while," I was expecting a fight or an argument but he just laid back onto his chair, "I'll think about it," "Right, of course, take your time," We didn't stay for long just a few hours, we talked about memories and when Remus was younger, it made him feel more alive, happier I suppose.
"Boo!" George came up behind me just as Harry and I entered the school, "George! stop doing that," I jumped at least 5 foot in the air, he laughed. "So coming to the ball tonight?" He asked, taking me around a corner to speak privately. "I don't know," "But you promised," He looked at me with grumpy eyes, "I know, I just don't feel up to it," "You know I don't think its cause you can't dance, I think there's something else," He started poking me and walking around me in circles, "What is it?" "Nothing, I don't like to dance," I answered, irritated. "Liar," He stared deep into my eyes, almost interrogating me to speak, "Ugh fine, I've never worn a dress before," "That's not all, spit it out.. please," He gave me one of those puppy faces and I just pushed him away laughing, "No," "Yes," "No," He stared at me again, "Fine, but for your notice your the only person I've ever told, so don't go tell anyone," "I won't," I looked at him knowing that he's horrible at keeping secrets, "He rolled his eyes, smiling, "I won't for you," I took a deep breathe, "I have a lot of scars, that I'm insecure about and that scare people, that scare me," "Prove it," He crossed his arms, "Fine," I took of my scarf, showing a small cut under my collar bone, "This ones from a spell, when the death eaters used to practice,"
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He looked at it, touching his finger gently across it, "Does it hurt?" "Only a little, but barely noticeable," I put my scarf back around it. I then took of both my gloves showing a rope burn on both of my wrists, "They tied me up with ropes so much that it scarred my skin,"
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"Ouch," "What's that on your hand," He turned my hands around where a giant cut laid sitting right across my left palm,
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"I tried escaping once, banged on the wall several times but I slipped and split my hand open," I looked at it and scrunched my face up in pain, "Never healed properly," George then gently lifted my right sleeve to show a giant bruise, "Another spell?"
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"No, abuse," I looked at it quickly covering it back up as the memories hurt to remember, I could tell that George's heart ached for me, he wanted to see them but somehow now I think he regrets it, "I wish I could of saved you," He said placing my gloves back on my hands, "Nobody could of saved me, I did have other scars but they mostly healed," I looked to the ground, and George slowly lifted my head back up, "Battle scars," He looked me in the eyes, "You know, scars are just proof that you were stronger than whatever tried to hurt you," I smiled at his comment, "Hey, what are you doing?!" George began to take of my scarf, my gloves and even my coat, "Your scars make you beautiful," He ran off, leaving me with a short sleeve collar shirt and my skirt, "George!" He was gone out of sight. I walked down the hallway, making my way to my dorm, when I ran into Luna, "Elizabeth, your quite magnificent," She looked to my scars, "Thank you Luna," I smiled at her never ending kindness, "Are you coming to the ball?" "I'm afraid not, I'm off to talk to my mother, she's an angel you know," "I believe you," Lunas mum had passed but she believed she was still here, "Goodbye Elizabeth," I watched her walk away and this time she had both of her shoes.
"Woah, you guys look great!" I walked into my dorm and saw Ginny and Hermione already dressed up pretty. "Thank you!" They said in sync, "Your not even dressed yet, and don't say your not coming," "It only takes me 5 minutes, I'll just throw on that long sleeve dress I have," "No way are you wearing that," Ginny guided me to her closet and gave me a dress, "We bought this for you and Hermione already decided she'll do your hair and makeup," "You guys didn't have to," I said, giving them both a hug, "Yes, yes we did, that dress is horrible," She pointed over to my closet and we all burst out laughing. "This night will be our night," Hermione grabbed my hand dragging me to sit down, "To start with this hair,"
