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Harry's POV *3 days later*

"It's good that your fever has gone down and isn't so high anymore but it's still fairly high so rest up some more." Asher explains.
"Fine..." I reply, feeling some irritation in me.
"Say, how was it seeing Evelyn again?" he asks.
"Painful but also happy, I miss mom so much and she is still the same." I answer. "She even had understanding for the vampire."

Asher chuckles and glances over at Liza sleeping. Her eyebags are very visible, she stayed up all night just to constantly change ice packs and make sure my fever wasn't going up. She's sleeping like a baby right now and Asher also makes sure to regularly check up on me.

I don't think I'm that bad during sickness...I think. Well I was told that I accidentally sneezed too hard when I was 14 while having a bad cold and accidentally burned down an entire lawn but that was 6 years ago. Besides that, I haven't had any bad colds or been sick in the past two years at all.

"Liza and Evelyn really look similar, don't they?" Asher raises an eyebrow.
"Mhm, especially with the braids." I answer tiredly.
"Really is so, well get some rest then, I'm here if you need anything." he smiles. "You deserve it."

He disappears, I feel myself slowly falling asleep besides Liza to the sound of rain and waking up in darkness. Just seeing a window in front of me, I look out of it, there I see a grave, 'Here lies Rose Hanamer' decorated with purple and red roses in a grass field, trees and bushes surrounding it.

There's Weller, sleeping with Rose in his arms. It's raining, yet tranquil and peaceful. I hear a voice behind me, a female voice and turn around only to see a very short girl with long purple hair reaching her feet, lifeless gray eyes and she has a witch hat. She's a witch.

"Hello, Harry, it's a pleasure to meet you." she opens her mouth. "I'm Mayien, a witch who can bring the dead back to life..partially vampire aswell, out the window is what's happening in reality right now. Weller wanted to tell you the truth about Rose at her grave which is the address but, I think this would've been better and would teach you more than just having it told."

"Life is truly pathetic, morals never have a right or wrong as it's simply defined by what society deems as acceptable, society is changing all the time and there's no way to choose which time is truly correct." she says. "Do you know how Weller grew to have such big words?"

I shake my head.

"As expected, a mysterious man indeed." she sits on the air, floating. "Near immortality, never got to be a child, everything being so repetitive, extreme self awareness the moment he was born, Rose makes him forget all of that, you're very similar to Weller, however, he was born like that and you were shaped like that because of him even if you aren't some philosophical fucker who wants to die."

I can't help but laugh at that last part, it's very accurate. I did hear some of his philosophy growing up when eavesdropping on his conversations and I hate to admit that it actually is fascinating to me, I'm probably just too sick to think properly.

"What are your reasons for all this?" I ask.
"I see life as a library, each person has their own book and some books interests me more than others, yours is the most interesting to me." she answers. "Well, although I'm talking with you through a dream, all these words are true, even what's happening outside the window."
"That's very sweet..." I whisper.

There's a huge gasp besides me and it's none other than Liza...is this a part of the dream or Mayien's doing? She looks so happy seeing them though, her expression is just adorable. She turns and notices me, getting startled and tripping on air almost landing on her face before I catch her. She gets red from embarrassment but tries to hide it. My hand moves up to stroke her hair as I laugh a little.

"Stop..." she mumbles. "Where are we?"
"The wonderful lands of unicorns and rainbows where trees are made out of cotton candy." I say sarcastically.
"Can I eat the trees?" she responds sarcastically. "Can I ride the rainbows on unicorns?"

We both continue back and forth about the unicorn land and before I know it, we wake up at the exact same time. My fever is gone and all my memories of that is left. Liza also seems to remember everything. Mayien...does she know Asher too?

He told me that he asked a witch to keep him updated on how I was doing, it makes sense for her to be the one...maybe he has mentioned her name but I was mostly in shock back then, for days, I was in shock even if it wasn't visible. Atleast, he's alive and healthy, even if I gave him on hell of a beating.

I turn onto my side to face Liza and she moves closer to press her head on my chest, I wrap my arm around her and she wraps her wing around me. She pokes my nose, making a 'boop' sound and then does it two more times.

"Boo-" I hold her wrist and kiss her on the lips before she does anything else.
"I've missed doing that..." I state, finally kissing her on the lips again.
"Evil." she mutters. "Bo-"

I change positions so she's on her back and I have both her wrists pinned up above her head, smirking.

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I'm so rusty with Harry's pov, fucking writers block

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