Delilah Pierce didn't have the best home life, and when in school she tended to blend in with the crowd. She didn't mind it though, she was perfectly content with her 2 friends and her brother.
But what happens when she comes back to her six year a...
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Hospital bends are so distinct that even if you've never been in a hospital before you would be able to recognize them. The smoothness of the bed spread tucked in tightly over the single bed under you, the stiffness of the mattress, the thin sheets over you, the flat unfamiliar pillows, and that strong antiseptic sent imprinted on everything. I knew I was in the hospital wing before I even opened my eyes.
I could hear voices around me but I couldn't quite place them yet, they jumbled up together making my headache even worse than it already was. I shifted on the bed and blinked my eyes open.
My bed must be right next to the fucking sun because the moment I opened my eyes a bright light made me close them again, after blinking a couple times I managed to get used to it.
I tried to sit up with a groan, I barely moved an inch when two hands tried to laid me back down. Startled, I screamed and tried to back away.
"hey, hey, It's alright, It's James" A deep voice said.
James? Who the hell is James?
I turn to look at the person and i'm met with the sight of a startled James Potter, he still hold his hands up to show he's not meaning any harm. Ohh James.
Lord, that scream and all this really didn't help my headache at all.
I opened my mouth to speak but Madam Pomfrey came rushing to my side and started ranting about something to do with being more careful. I really couldn't understand her, the pain was making it really hard for me to focus on any word she's saying.
When an especially sharp pain jabs at my head I raise my hands and clutch my head to try and alleviate the pressure.
"Que dolor tan hijoeputa, Parce." I mutter to myself, subconsciously switching languages.
"huh?" said James. I turn to look at him confused. "you said something?"
"No I didn't"
James looks puzzled for a moment but them shakes his head and drops it.
Madam Pomfrey hands me a weird looking bottle with a purple potion inside. "Here, for the headache" she says.
It doesn't smell like anything bad so I drink it. The moment the potion touched my tongue I shivered, the potion was ice cold and it had a sweet but bitter taste. I drank all of it and handed the bottle back, There was this nasty bitter aftertaste, and She seemed to know because she handed me a cup of water right after.
After checking everything was ok she left, leaving me alone with James. He was sitting on an uncomfortable looking metal chair looking out the window, and I noticed he was wearing his uniform but it was wrinkled and crunched in some parts.
