Lily Luna Potter - The Start To The End (STOPPED)

Chapter 8 - Her First Year - Part 5

"You idiot!!!!" I angrily mouthed to James. We were both polishing every single trophy in the trophy room 8 times, at midnight, with Filch and Mrs Norris creepily watching us.

"Shut up!" James mouthed back.

I used sign language to say: "Chicken! You are such a scaredy cat! Too scared to properly reply!" Then, I did a little chicken dance. James elbowed me so hard that I tumbled into a trophy, which smashed onto the palm of my hand.

It bled furiously, and a chip of glass was stuck in the wound.

I screamed in pain.

"What?!" Filch said angrily, turning around towards me. "Hospital Wing!" he bellowed. I swiftly tiptoed to the Hospital Wing.

I turned at the last moment before going down another corridor to see James, looking very guilty. Filch was flooding him with furious questions.

I finally got to the hospital wing, blood seeping from the centre of my hand. There was a trail of dots of blood from where I'd came. I hurried into the hospital wing.

"What?" Madam Lilo angrily asked.

I couldn't speak. It hurt so bad that I burst into tears.

"Goodness me..." she said, spotting my hand. "Honestly...I don't know how do many students get injured....Clumsy crybabies..."

She made me sit on the bed. She plucked out the glass which hurt...Well, words can't explain how much it hurt, but I yelped in the process.

Then, she wrapped bandages around the deep wound.

"Stay here overnight." she said simply, then she swiftly stomped off, her robes making a loud whoosh.

I couldn't sleep for ages, just thinking about James, Mum, Eliza, and Rose....

But I eventually did at 17 past 3am.

I woke up to pain. Immense pain. Imposing pain. Horrifying pain. Deathly pain. Well, not deathly, but it hurt like hell.

It was Madam Lilo. She was changing the bandages because the blood had leaked through, somehow.

It was 9am, and the door suddenly flung open. It was Professor McGonagall.

"Annalin, can I borrow you, please? Oh, you're busy. Who's that?"

She trotted over to me.

"Ahh, Miss Potter. I was expecting you, here."

"H-how?" I asked in awe.

"Filch." she said, staring out of the window.

"O-oh..." I replied.

"Is James all right?" I asked absent mindedly.

"...no." she replied sadly. "He's...Died."

"WHAT!?" I screamed.

I leapt out of bed and darted out of the wing. I forgot where the Time Turner's were.

I ran out of Hogwarts and onto the grounds. Fling the hippogriff!

I had managed to receive his love in one of the Care of Magical Creatures lessons. Well, I was there on special notice. I was at the very top of the class, so the professor of COMC let me join the third years' lesson.

I whistled, and Fling came hurtling over to me. I climbed into his back and set off.

The feeling was beautiful: being able to soar through the air, although my hand hurt a lot.

I was going to Godric's Hollow. James had gone there.

I had a weird power of being able to know what people have done...

I finally arrived, and saw men and women in black clothing; jumping out the windows. I pointed my wand at most of them and yelled:

"Stupefy!"

Others were able to escape safely.

When they were all gone, I landed Fling just in front of the door. I snuck in, and saw a terrifying sight...