Chapter 18

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Harry's POV

"What do you mean with that?" I ask, scared.

"I give her a few more hours... Before she... Before she dies."

Her words hit me in the chest, and I need some support to even stand. I grab my sisters hand, kneeling beside her bed. And I cry. I cry like I've never did before. I've never cried like this. Not when I found out what really happened to my parents. Not when I found out I had a twin sister who was probably dead or missing.

Madame Pomfrey leaves me with my sister, and I keep crying on her hands. She's so cold, so pale. She looks dead. I don't want to leave her side anymore, I want to be here when... She leaves.

I can't believe I did that to her, ignore her I mean. She didn't deserve this, my behavior towards her was wrong. But it doesn't matter now.

I don't even know the reason why I did it. If you ask me why I was so angry at her... I don't know! I deserved that show during Quiddich Tryouts, and I know I shouldn't have left her out of my meetings with Dumbledore. She's just... I don't want her to be in danger! And now Slughorn suspended his dinners, he's waiting for my sister to be well enough to attend them.

I've been hanging out with Hermione and Ron, trying to forget about everything clouding my head. But I have a lot of suspicions, specially about Malfoy and Andrev. I've always known that Malfoy was this little prick, but Andrev... I don't like him, he's too friendly and cozy towards us. And he's always disappearing, and at the same time as Malfoy. So I think they're somehow connected.

I feel like shit and I know I have to apologize. Even if Lilith is about to die and won't listen to my words. I have to take this out of my chest, it's killing me.

"Lili-"

Someone interrupt me, entering the Hospital Wing. I quickly wipe my tears away, turning to face who just arrived.

"I'm sorry, but I had to see her."

I'm not surprised to see him here. Malfoy, that son of a... He has this weird habit of constantly hurting my sister. And I'm tired of this.

"How dare you?" I scream right in front of his face, watching him tremble at the should of my voice. "You did this to her, YOU KILLED MY SISTER!"

"What?" He asks, shaking his head as he stares at my sister.

"You heard me, Malfoy. You put that curse on the necklace, my sister touched it! You did this, you hurt her again! Aren't you tired of this? Of hurting her? Why can't you just leave her alone? She can't even remember the times you guys spent together because she Obliviated her own memories! She was in pain, she drank, she smoked, she even tried to kill herself with pills and rotten beer. And this is all your fault."

"She doesn't... She Obliviated her memories? Why would she do that?" Malfoy's eyes shine with tears, something I've never seen.

"Because she loved you too much, and YOU broke her heart."

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Draco Malfoy's POV

I left the Hospital Wing after my conversations with Potter. Her brother. Her twin. And I now realize what I did was wrong. I shouldn't have hurt her like that last year. I was immature, I was stupid. And now I lost her. She doesn't remember me, she Obliviated her memories to forget about me, to forget about the pain. I wish I could do that too.

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