Amanda's POV
I was out of the hospital. I was fine. It was strange though, because I was going back to Hogwarts even though there were only a couple of days left before we would all go home. At least everyone else would go home. I wasn't really sure of where I would go. My parents hadn't come to the hospital, not that I had asked if they had been notified. I was a bit scared of what the answer would be. Rose had told me that she hadn't seen them since I had gone away. Our house always looked empty. When we had spoken about it she had promised that I was welcome to spend my summer at hers.
James had gotten out of the hospital before me and even though he didn't want to leave without me, he had been forced to go back to school. That had made my stay at the hospital even more boring. Rose and Gwen had to go to school and couldn't be with me that often. I understood of course but I was extremely happy that I was getting out.
Once I got to Hogwarts there wasn't many people out and about, actually there wasn't anyone. That could have possibly been because it was in the middle of third period. I was happy to be back, even though I would only stay for another three days. I wanted to be with the friends I had made, the friends I probably wouldn't see for a long while. I didn't want to say "for forever" since I didn't want it to be true. Maybe I could hang out with them during breaks sometimes. I just wanted to be around them again.
After getting back to the dorms and leaving the bag I had with me I just sat there looking around at the room. It gave me an idea. My memories of Hogwarts would never disappear, but memories never seemed to be enough. Memories lost power, they could change. I didn't want to lose any details of anything. Of course I couldn't save it all, but at least I could take pictures to remember how my dorm looked. I could take pictures with my friends.
When I had fished out my phone from my bag I started taking pictures around the room. The phone had been brought to me so I could at least play some games with it when I was in the hospital. That stopped being amusing though, especially when I only had two games.
Just in time for lunch I was done photographing my dorm. My body was stirred with excitement and nerves of seeing my friends again. I had missed them all so much. Allison and Christina that I could talk to about my problems and they would always listen. The two people that cared about me and were friends to me in a way I had only been with Rose before. Scorpius who I had my deep talks with and who loved talking music with me. Louis and Roxy who also cared about me incredibly. Without doubting me for a second I had been accepted into their group and they really wanted me to hang with them. They were my closest friends. Sure there were others like Alex, Dolan and Molly. We just weren't as close. I would still be happy to see them.
I had my phone in my back pocket and a smile on my face as I opened the doors to the Great Hall. At first no one notice, but then Scorpius had lifted his head. I didn't see it, but as soon as he had called out my name my head whipped around. It wasn't just mine though, plenty of people turned to see what was going on. When people realized what it was there were a few that got up, those were my friends.
The first person to reach me was Scorpius and he engulfed me in a hug without even showing any doubt for a second. Then the rest came and I could barely keep track of who it was telling me that they were happy that I was fine. It wasn't until everyone had gotten a hug and gave me a once over to see if there was any sign of injury or pain that everyone wanted to sit down. This was one of the few times we didn't care at all about which house we belonged in and we all simply sat down at the Slytherin table. There they drowned me in questions, but in a good way. I didn't find it annoying or anything about answering. I actually felt that it was calming and having everyone there made my heart swell. The reminder that people care about you is never bad.
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We were hurrying. Somehow we were still not ready to leave, even though we had been packing the day before and when we had been making sure that we would have plenty of time to make it to the train station. We had all forgotten about packing something and Christina could not find her hairbrush, no matter where she looked.
"For God's sake, just use your magic!", Allison exclaimed as she rushed past her friend in a rush to pack everything from the bathroom. A dumbfounded expression reached Christina's face as she realized that she did not have to look around for the hairbrush herself. Only seconds later Christina had spoken the spell and was packing the hairbrush into her bag. By then I was closing mine up. I was finally finished and ready to leave the place I had called home for about a year.
•••
I was sitting with Scorpius, Dolan, Christina and Allison in the common room. Everyone else had already left to go and eat breakfast but we were still left. We didn't feel hungry and figured we could just spend the time alone without having other people bother us.
"Guys, I have something I need to tell you. I'm not exactly sure if I've said this earlier or if I missed it in the midst of everything. The thing is, I'm not coming back next year", I told the others and looked down at my intertwined hands. I was pretty sure that I had thought about telling them but never done so because I didn't know what to say or how they would react. I had been afraid.
"You're not? Why?", Scorpius was quick to wonder and I mustered my bravery to look up at him. He was frowning and looked a little upset about what I had told them. That was when the hard part came. I needed to tell them why I wouldn't come back, but I couldn't tell them the truth. I couldn't tell them that I was never meant to stay, that I wasn't magical, that I wasn't apart of their world. It wasn't because of my own frights of their reactions, I wasn't allowed to. In some miraculous way I had gotten through the whole year without anyone expecting me to preform any magical powers and I had to continue on the performance.
"I need to go back to the school in America. After getting kidnapped and being threatened most of the year my parents decided that Hogwarts isn't safe enough. They wouldn't listen when I told them it wasn't the place, that bad people exist everywhere. I don't get to come back", I lied and hated my words. Throughout the whole year I had lied to everyone at different occasions and it had gotten me in danger. My lies had had good intensions and even though no one else got hurt, things didn't get better. Still I was here telling my friends lies because the truth once again was too complicated and dangerous to tell.
"So they're just sending you away next year?", Allison wondered in slight anger and sadness. I turned my eyes to her and nodded sadly. I hated it. I hated sitting there and seeing them all sad because I couldn't come back next year. At the same time I didn't completely want to go back. Sure, the people I had met were amazing and being at a magical school was always better than normal school. That didn't make the problem any less stressful or dangerous. I didn't feel like I could handle anymore of that part.
"It doesn't matter. We'll still be your friends and we'll still be there for you. You not being in the bed across the room doesn't change anything", Christina spoke with determination. I smiled her way. Hearing those words truly warmed my heart and even though I was skeptic that things would work out I was happy that we at least could pretend they would.
"But what about Paris?", Allison wondered and reminded me of the trip we had spoken about such a long time ago. I didn't think my parents needed to approve of anything anymore since we weren't even speaking with each other. That might even fix the problem of where I'm going to stay during the summer. Paris also sounded phenomenal.
"I'm not leaving for America tomorrow. I'll have time with Paris, if I'm still invited that is", I told them with a smile which they answered with loud agreements. After that I started to ignore the negative thoughts that occasionally slipped into my mind. It was hard but I wanted my last at Hogwarts to be spent in happiness. The negativity could wait until it actually became a current problem.
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