VEGA HAD FOUND IT HARD TO ERASE THAT LETTER FROM HER MIND, KEEPING IT TUCKED SAFELY IN HER POCKET.
she couldn't count how many times she had read over those few words, how many times her finger had brushed over the heart that had been smudged.
she had plenty of time too, as well.
as another hogsmeade visit came, and a transformation loomed for that very night, in her bed-ridden state, vega could read those words a million times over.
and she did. over. and over. and over.
it was early evening when she got a visit from the boy who lived.
she questioned how he managed to get in her room, but shrugged it off as he shot her a worried look.
"vega. you look terrible"
vega laughed at his blunt words, wincing gently as her whole body ached and her head pounded.
harry looked at her in worry, "what's wrong? you should go to madam pomfrey"
vega shook her head, "don't worry about me. i get ill often"
the lie fell as smooth as butter from her lips, one told as often as her name was spoken.
harry looked at her skeptically, but vega didn't worry. (without sounding mean), she didn't think he would pick up the clues that she was a werewolf.
he shook his head, "you should look after yourself more" he crossed his arms.
vega smiled weakly, "thank you, harry. now, what did you come here for?"
he laughed suddenly as though remembering something.
he sat on the edge of your bed, snickering to himself.
"so i went back to hogsmeade today"
vega shot him a glare, "really, dumbass? you'd go even though black was just here?"
he shrugged, "that's what hermione said, too"
vega shook her head, "you should really listen to that girl more. anyway, go on"
harry looked at his lap guiltily, recalling hagrid's words from earlier.
he shook his head, "well, me and ron went to the shrieking shack, but i was in the invisibility cloak. when we got there, draco and the others were talking bad about hagrid and buckbeak's trial"
vega glared, "that little brat.."
"and then he was talking bad about ron's family, so i went around and started hitting him with mud, and he was so confused cause i was invisible"
vega laughed out loud, "oh, that's so deserved"
"and then, crabbe tripped and tugged the cloak over my head. and then-" he laughed, "malfoy screamed and ran away"
vega laughed out louder, her pain feeling numb over the joy she was feeling right now. she was so going to rub this in his face later.
the two talked for a while longer, harry eventually departing and vega being left to trudge her way over to the shrieking shack where she writhed in pain.
her transformation went as it had been the past few months, smoother, but not really better. she received one large slash on her back which madam pomfrey quickly plastered up.
vega wondered what her back might look like.
she had received many, many scars on her back and honestly, she hadn't dared to look in almost five years. her back was probably unrecognisable at this point.
as she lay in the nurse bed with curtains drawn all around her, again, vega pulled out the letter.
the words ingrained in her mind as she drifted off into a dreamless sleep.
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