way to go, tiger | Lorenzo Berkshire

࣪𖤐 Y6 | 4 . Life & death

KNOCKIN' ON HEAVENS DOOR — BOB DYLAN
'It's getting dark, too dark to see. Feel I'm knockin' on Heaven's door.'

On the first of October, Remus arrives at Hogwarts to see his daughter. He opens the doors to the infirmary with a heave and sighs with relief after seeing her all in one piece. Poppy had told him that this was the worst moon yet— almost as bad as the one in fourth year. Cassie can't walk without assistance. She scratched herself so badly that most wounds are incurable.

Enzo is at her side, his hand in hers. Harry, Ron and Hermione are standing around the bed. Harry paces with worry as Cassie sleeps. Remus remembers this look on Enzo's face from the last time. His leg bounces rapidly and the colour has completely drained from his face. His eyes are wide as he rubs his girlfriend's hand.

Remus storms in, rushing to his daughter immediately. "How is she?" he asks Enzo, his breath raggedy as he studies his daughter's sleeping face.

"Not good. Madame Pomfrey said she's never seen anything like it. She also said Cassie had a bad seizure in the shack once she went to get her. She woke up after the seizure but went out of it again two seconds later. She's been out since." Enzo says, his eyes glued to Cassie's pale face.

Remus' gut wrenches. There is no way he's losing his daughter to the very thing that once tried to kill him too. He's seen her like this before and he refuses to let it happen again. He charges into Poppy's office, the door slamming. "Please, Poppy. You need to do something." he begs, his voice cracking. Poppy is rummaging through her remedies and medical books, searching and scanning for cures.

"I'm trying, Remus, I really am." Poppy sighs.

"Well, can you try a bit harder please? I'm not letting my daughter die right in front of me like my husband did."

"I know, Remus. She's not going to die. I swear to you on my life, she'll be completely okay." Instead of replying, Remus leaves her office and sits at his daughter's side. He puts his head in his hands as he sits down on the chair next to her bed.

"She'll be okay, won't she?" Harry asks.

Remus shakes his head, "I wish I could tell you, Harry." Harry bites his lip and faces away from Cassie. He can't stand looking at her like this. If she's going to die, he can't watch. He is so sick of watching people die.

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Enzo pushes Draco to the floor, his fist meeting his face over and over again. "You." Punch. "Fucking." Punch. "Cunt." Punch. "She could've died!" Punch.

"I didn't have a choice." Draco gasps, blood streaming out of his nose.

Enzo laughs, pulling Draco up by the collar and pushing him to the common room sofa. "I don't give a fuck Malfoy. What would you have done if she died? Huh? She loved you!" Enzo bellows, fury flowing in his veins.

"She's alive isn't she? Stop wasting your time on me and go see her."

Enzo laughs, watching as Draco's nose bled. "You've got to be insane if you think I'm letting you off that easy, mate." Punch. "I hate you." Punch.

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"Hi, sweetheart." Remus whispers, pushing the hair out of her eyes. Cassie slowly opens her eyes, her head absolutely pounding. Cassie has never felt so weak in her life.

"Dad. Where's Cedric?" she replies, croakily. Her eyes are half shut and her mind is incredibly unstable. She looks to her side but he's not there. That's strange. Cedric is always there when Cassie wakes up in the infirmary. Bruise or a broken leg.