Dan and Phil are back in Hogwarts!

8-Domino

The next few days I only slept. I refused to eat, mostly because I hurt and was in fear I wouldn't be able to keep it down. The other part was I was terrified and worried. Every time I slept, I had nightmares. More visions really. Y'know how people think twins have telepathy or whatever? I was thinking it was something like that. 

All around Domino were tombstones and statues. A few yards away there was a cage. Worry crept into her throat at realization where she was. Phil had described it to a T. Godrics Hallow. Domino walked towards the cells and looked inside. 

Fellow students of hers were in the cell, all beat up and bloody. They didn't seem to notice her. Weird. Domino recognized most students. One more than the others. "Cohen..." The name escaped her lips as she reached through the bars, wanting to touch him. He was so close....

Still Cohen acted like he didn't see her. His face was cut up and bloody, his arm was wrapped in what looked like make shift bandages from his robes. Standing next to him was Nancy. When was she taken?! Domino suddenly felt dizzy. 

All of the sudden, the students faces filled with fear and the murmurs that traveled throughout them stopped. Domino turned around and gasped slightly, seeing the criminals from her history books. Jones and King. 

Jones was holding a whip, an evil smirk on his lips. King stood behind him, arms crossed. "McEnroe. Let's go. I think it's your turn again." King said, smirking. That's when the vision faded.

I woke up covered in sweat and sobbing. I found myself leaning into someone, I looked up to see Phil and sighed with relief as I sobbed harder. "Shh, shh, it was just a nightmare, Domi," he said quietly, stroking my hair. I scooted over so he could sit beside me. Dan sat in his bed, watching us, eyes wide. 

"Godrics....G-Godrics Hallow...." I sputtered, sobbing. "There was a cell....and...and Cohen...and Nancy....and everyone...everyone else who's gone missing" I said, trying to steady my breathing. I started coughing, holding my chest as I wheezed. Phil kept holding me close. 

Dan walked over and sat at the foot of my bed. "Slow down. Take a deep breath and start over" He said calmly. 

I sighed, taking a deep breath as instructed and told them everything. 

Once I was done, Dan and Phil looked at me, terrified. "We have to tell someone...." I gasped, starting to cough once more. 

Phil patted my back until I stopped. "We can't....Noah already almost killed us both for Dan and I telling you and Cohen, imagine what he'd do if we told someone who could do something." I blinked and stared at him. "No offense" 

Dan sighed, "Phil's right. But so are you. We have to figure this out. Wait, you said Nancy was there....when was she taken?" 

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Noah walked towards us, smirking. 

"Aw, great" Phil rolled his eyes. "Why are you here?" 

"What a nice way to treat a former friend" Noah rolled his eyes. "I just wanted to remind you to not tell anyone else or else, y'know, bad things will happen." He turned to me. "And I'm sure you wouldn't want to do anything with your brother in my care. You don't want to lose another sibling, do you?" He asks. 

"You'll stay the fuck away from my brother if you know what's good for you" I glared, grinding my teeth in anger. 

"It'll be hard for you to do much when you can't leave a hospital be, wheezy." 

Phil launched himself toward Noah, socking him in the eye. "Leave her the hell alone, dammit!" He shouted. 

That meant a lot, considering how injured Phil was. 

Noah threw Phil off, sending him crashing into my IV pole. I yelped as I felt the pull on the needle in my arm. Dan rushed over to Phil and tried to get him to his feet. Phil's head was bleeding and he was near unconsciousness. I glared over to Noah. "Leave. You've done enough"

He smirked as Phil crumbled out of Dan's arms and hit the ground. "Alright, but just remember my warning" He turned on a heel and walked out. I turned to Phil and knelt down beside him, trying to help Dan get him back on the bed. 

"How are we gonna explain the new cut on his forehead?" I asked Dan as I tucked Phil in, stroking his hair gently. 

"We'll tell them he slipped," he said as I turned away, coughing. "The meds they've been giving us makes act like drunk hobos anyways. They'll believe it...." 

I kept coughing falling to my knees, unable to really hear what Dan was saying. My vision was doubling and starting to fade. I was slightly aware of the fact I was choking up phlegm and possibly blood. My vision started failing more as I fell to the ground. I heard Dan yelling my name and footsteps coming towards me. What was going on? Had I moved too much and used all my energy?  

These questions and more were going through my head as my vision fell into blackness.