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Requested Oneshot

This one if for 221Bfangirl I hope you like it!! The next chapter will be the last requested Oneshot for now :)

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Lily Colburn quickly gathers her things and runs out of Umbridge's pink office. Cats meow at her as she runs out. She let's the tears fall out and rubs her sore, once bleeding hand. A new scar would be there forever: one that said I must not defend my friends. For Lily, this is the last straw. Her depression sneaks it's way back to her, causing her mood for the next few days to be worse.

A few days later in the common room before dinner, Lily keeps her head down. She's secretly looking at her scar. She'd stopped studying a half hour ago. Her friends Fred and George Weasley come bounding out of their dormitory, and Lily quickly puts her hand in her robe pocket.

Fred waves a small vial of some pink and purple liquid in her face. "We're going to dump this in Umbridge's pumpkin juice at dinner. Wanna help us distract her?" Lily gives a fake smile. "Nah, I'd rather not get on her bad side." Fred shrugs and jogs over to his other friend, Lee. Lily waits for a moment, but George is still there. He's making a strange face. She smiles and makes a silly face at him, and he walks away, his eyebrows furrowed.

At dinner, Lily sits with Fred and George as usual. They haven't put that liquid in Umbridge's drink yet, but for once, Lily isn't thinking about getting sweet, sweet revenge on that toad. Her depression is worse than ever, and she's barely slept or eaten much.

Lily looks up as George snaps in her face. "Lily? I've been talking to you for like ten minutes and you haven't told me how stupid my plans are. Are you okay?" She fakes a smile. "Yeah, of course." But she can tell she isn't convincing him. "If it makes you feel better, that was a stupid plan." She adds, but knows that he is suspicious of something.

Dinner goes by in a blur. The Gryffindor team has a practice, so the common room is pretty empty. Lily waits for everyone to go to bed before pulling out her blade. No, don't do this Lily. You've been so happy lately, don't let that cat crazed, pink loving toad get to you. But that little voice isn't enough to stop her.

She cringes at the sting but continues. It must be at least midnight, and she drifts to sleep on the couch.

Lily wakes up to someone sobbing near her arm. She slowly opens her eyes in alarm, and at first, the only thing she sees is her own body. But the redheaded boy comes into her sight. George is grasping her hand and sobbing.

"George?" She whispers, sitting up. It's still dark, so he must've gotten back from practice. He looks up, his eyes red and puffy. "Lily!" He pulls her to the ground with him and engulfs her in a tight hug. After a while, he pulls away, still holding her hand.

"Why would you do this?" He whispers running his free hand along her new and old scars on her arm. She sighs. "I've had depression, and...stress...and it just became too much." "But you could've said something. Why wouldn't you tell me?"

She pulls her other hand out of her robe, and shows her hand to him. He gasps, then narrows his eyes. "Umbridge!she did the same to Harry! I'm going to-" Lily cries out, "this is why I didn't say anything! I didn't want to make you feel like you had to get revenge on her for me or stand up to her for me!"

George stops and takes a deep breath. "You're right. I'm sorry. If you want to sort this out by yourself, I respect that. Just not the way you're doing it now. Please, Lily. Tell McGonagall or someone, just please don't do this again." Lily can't help but smile as she wipes tears from her eyes. "I promise, George."

He hugs her again and kisses the top of her head before letting her lie back down on the couch. He gives her a blanket. "I don't ever want to see you like this again. It...it hurts me just as much as it hurts you. Trust me, even I have anxiety but I talk to Fred and you about it. Just..." Lily can't help but get up and kiss him on the cheek.

"You don't have to worry now, George." She says, wiping a tear from his cheek. He smiles and pulls her into a real kiss. "You have no idea how long I've waited for that." He says with a grin. She smiles back. "And you have no idea how much you've just helped me"