St. Mungos

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They arrived at the hospital the next day. They visited Mr. Weasly. He thanked Bailee for saving his life because without her he would be dead. She wasn't too sure about that. A while later all the weasley children and Hermionie walked out of his room. They were on the balcony when they saw Madeye, Mrs. Weasley and Lupin talking.
"We've got extendable ears!" said Fred and Geroge smiling.

"The snake was clearly a lookout for You-Know-Who." said Madeye
"Yes, most likely" said Lupin
"But it's almost as if Dumbledore has been waiting for this to happen... for Voldemort to enter Bailee's thoughts," said Mrs. Weasley nervously.
"Well, Bailee doesn't know it yet but... Voldemort could be possessing her." said Madeye sternly.
Bailee pulled away from the extendable ear. The olthers were staring at her. She looked around from face to face. Some looked confused, others concerned, others frightened. She quickly stood up and walked away from the group speed walking down a corridor. She turned to the right. There at the end of the hall was a large mirror. Bailee stared into it expecting to see Voldemort staring back at her. Her breathing slowed. She felt like a snake was closing around her throat. The mirror flickered. Bailee flinched. She dug her fingernails into the palm of her hand. She leaned up against the wall for balance. She tensed up. She felt like she couldn't breathe. She became very shaky. She knew this feeling. She had experienced it many times before. She tried to slow her breathing. Blood seeped through the already scarred half moon cuts on her palms.

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So obviously you've made it this far. This is the first fanfic I've ever written and I love how it's turning out. Ik it's kinda long (sorry). I think I'll just be doing Bailee's 5th year because this is a lot of work. If you guys have any suggestions leave them in the comments. I'll respond and add to the book. I'll do a face reveal soon. Thank you so much for reading!!!❤️❤️

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