Everything came in short flashes as I drifted in and out on consciousness.
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"Seren! No! Seren! Come back to me! Stay with me!"
Sirius hovered above me, his hands on my face. I felt cold, so cold. I must have been outside again.
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My eyes fluttered open, but I couldn't move.
My head was on its side, and I could see Snuffles and the stag trying to fight off the werewolf. they were close, but not close enough.
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"James! James! Help! What do I do?"
I heard someone crying, sobbing.
"We have to take her to McGonagall."
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"Professor! McGonagall."
I heard a knocking. Were we inside the castle.
"Mr Black, you better have a good reason for waking me- Oh my goodness!"
"Wh-What do I d-do?"
"Take her straight to the hospital wing!"
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"You're lucky she's still alive with all these broken bones and a head injury like this."
Sniff. Sniff.
"Mr Black, I hate to tell you this, but when- If she wakes up, she may not be the same."
"Wh-what do you mean?"
"She's suffered a lot of head trauma."
"Then do something! There must be some fancy spell or potion you can use! Please!"
"Please, Mr Black, calm down."
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The Marauders: Padfoot
أدب الهواةThey were polar opposites, but as the old saying goes, opposites attract.