"𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙮"
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IN WHICH ~ Jupiter Cassiopeia Lestrange thought she could escape her family's dark legacy at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but in her second year, Tom Riddle's diar...
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"No, I'm not afraid to disappear. The billboard said, "the end is near." I turned around, there was nothing there. Yeah, I guess, the end is here."
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McGonagall finally stepped forward, her voice quiet but firm. "Weasleys and Miss Granger, head up to the Hospital Wing... Bill Weasley's been attacked."
"Is he alive?" Ginny gasped, choking back a cry.
"Yes," Professor McGonagall nodded. "But barely... I'd advise you go now. And Miss Black... do try to move Mr. Potter..."
Hagrid was standing by Harry now, attempting to coerce him into standing, though Harry was refusing. "C'mere, Harry..." Hagrid muttered, offering a large hand.
"No."
"Harry, you can' stay here, c'mon," Hagrid repeated, his voice cracking.
"No."
Jupiter stepped forward and took his hand and pulled him up, to which he obeyed without thinking. "Harry, come on," she said softly as he stood, shoving the necklace into his pocket. "We're going to the Hospital Wing," she said once they had pushed their way through the crowd of students and teachers.
"I'm not hurt," Harry said blankly.
"It's McGonagall's orders," Jupiter said. "Everybody should be up there... Ron, Ginny, Hermione—"
"Who else is dead?" Harry asked, his feet stopping systematically below him.
"Nobody," Jupiter quickly assured him, continuing to pull him along up the stone stairs. "McGonagall said that Bill was hurt, but he's alive..."
They had reached the hospital wing. Pushing open the doors, they saw that Ron, Hermione, Luna, Tonks, Sirius and Remus were gathered around a bed near the far end of the ward. At the sound of the doors opening, they all looked up. Hermione ran to Harry and hugged him; Sirius and Remus moved forward too, looking anxious.
"Are you alright?" Sirius asked, quickly pulling Jupiter into a worried hug.
"I'm fine," she said shakily, hugging her father briefly before pulling away to glance at Bill. "What happened?"
"Greyback," Remus answered, stepping aside for her and Harry to see an unrecognizable face lying on Bill's pillow, so badly slashed and ripped that Jupiter saw a glimpse of herself in them.
Madam Pomfrey was dabbing at his wounds with some harsh-smelling green ointment that filled Jupiter with an awful sense of deja-vu.
The hospital wing was unnervingly quiet, the tension palpable as Madam Pomfrey worked meticulously on Bill's wounds. The harsh scent of the ointment stung Jupiter's nose, and her stomach churned as memories of her own encounters with Greyback resurfaced. She could almost feel the burning of her scars, a phantom ache that reminded her of what Bill was now enduring.
