❝ i'm chaos walking . . . ❞
❝ then i'll walk with you.❞
「 Liliana Granger knew chaos like the back of her hand.
It confronted her, challenging her to find calm wherever she could.
But some days...
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❝ Wands at the ready! ❞
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When Liliana woke up Sunday morning, it was to the sound of Madam Pomfrey bustling around the hospital wing. As she stretched from her curled up position, she looked over her shoulder at Colin's bed, but it had been blocked from view by the high curtains Harry had changed behind yesterday.
Frowning, Liliana turned back around and saw that Harry was awake. Madam Pomfrey was examining his arm as he ate breakfast left-handed. Liliana laughed a bit when he spilled some porridge down his front.
"Want some help?" she asked him.
Harry shook his head, embarrassed. "Oh, no, that's —" but Madam Pomfrey interrupted him.
"He would love some help," she told Liliana, and she continued to bend and stretch out his healed arm and fingers.
Harry slumped into his pillows; he knew that Liliana would tease him mercilessly for this. Now at his side, the brunette scooped up some porridge and did loops in the air with the plastic spoon.
"Here comes the airplane," she teased.
Harry stopped her hand with his. "What am I? Five?"
Liliana shrugged. "You act like it sometimes."
Harry rolled his eyes. "Well, I don't eat like it."
Again, she shrugged as her eyes trailed down his stained pajama shirt. He opened his mouth to retaliate, but Madam Pomfrey spoke first.
"All in order," she said, a small smile on her lips as she looked between the two second years. "When you've finished eating, you may leave."
Harry snatched the spoon back from Liliana; bits of porridge spilled onto his pants in the process. "Don't," he said.
Liliana bit back a smirk. "Don't what?"
Harry groaned and threw his pillow at her. Liliana threw it back with a smirk.
Once Harry had finished his breakfast and gotten dressed, he and Liliana hurried off to Gryffindor tower. He was desperate to tell Ron and Hermione about Colin and Dobby, but they weren't there.
Leaving to look for them, he wondered where they could have got to. He felt slightly hurt that they weren't interested in whether he had his bones back or not. As he and Liliana passed the library, Percy strolled out of it, looking in far better spirits than the last time they'd met.
"Oh, hello, Harry, Liliana," he said. "Excellent flying yesterday, really excellent. Gryffindor has just taken the lead for the House Cup — you lot earned us fifty points!"
"Have you seen Ron or Hermione around?" Liliana asked him.
"No, I haven't," Percy said, his smile fading. "I hope Ron's not in another girls' toilet. . . ."
