CHAPTER 7

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Reluctantly my eyes flickered open to voices arguing in a hushed tone, my whole body ached and even though I'd been asleep, I felt exhausted, like every ounce of energy I had in my body had been drained out of me. I felt cold, lifeless almost as my eyes trailed along the dozens of glass bottles filled with potions that cluttered the table by my bed, along with a few get well cards. The curtains were drawn around my bed allowing me some privacy as I tried to remember what had happened, my memories seemed to be in a blurred mess and I couldn't remember a single thing. Hushed voices caught my attention as I sat up slightly in the bed, listening as the conversation got more heated.

"The girl needs to know. It's already begun for God's sake." I recognised Professor Snape's dull tone straight away, although this time there was a small hint of urgency and concern in his voice.

"Miss Ravenwood will be told, but for now she needs to get her health back. As soon as I think she is fully well, I shall call her to my office." Professor Dumbledore said in a soft tone trying to calm the situation, I saw the curtains twitch out of the corner of my eye as Professor Mcgonagall walked in a gentle and kind smile spreading across her face as she saw I was finally awake.

"Miss Ravenwood it's great to see that you're awake! I've got some people who wish to see you, do you want me to let them in?" I nodded as she drew back the curtains, Harry, Ron, Hermione and of course Veronica came walking towards my bed. Veronica ran in front of the others her face overcome with happiness.

"Rose! Finally, you're awake! You been in a coma for nearly two weeks!" My mouth dropped open when I realised what she'd said.

Nearly two weeks?

Sitting there stunned Veronica gave me a quick hug before leaving allowing me some privacy with the others as she promised she'd visit me again later in the day. I looked up at Harry, Ron and Hermione who all got chairs and pulled them up around my bed.

"I'm glad you're awake, you've been out of it for ages," Ron exclaimed, to which I responded with a weak smile.

"Well, I'm glad you're back... Erm- I mean we're all glad your back. Potions has been awful without you and Snape has been in such a foul mood recently." Harry said as both Ron and Hermione nodded their heads in agreement.

"Well, I'm glad to be back too. Being left in complete darkness for two weeks isn't exactly fun." I tried to joke and received a few laughs off them, my voice slightly sore and croaky.

"Rose did they ever find out what caused your... Well, you know, what happened?" Hermione questioned as memories from that night finally began to flicker through my mind. I sat in silence for a minute remembering what I heard the Professors discussing when I had woken up.

"No um, I haven't spoken to Madam Pomfrey yet." I managed to speak without my voice cracking.

"Right come on now, Miss Ravenwood needs to gain some strength. So I require you to leave as I try to fatten her up and put some life back into her again." Madam Pomfrey said as she ushered them out of the hospital wing, all of them waving to me before they rounded the corner.

"Right come on let's freshen you up a bit." Madam Pomfrey said as she grabbed my arm helping me to my feet, my legs shaking as I tried to keep my balance and walk straight, I was weaker than I thought.

"Right I'm going to take you to the Prefects bathroom where you can freshen up and I'll collect some clothes from your dorm for you." She instructed once I'd finally stopped wobbling and followed along beside her, still gripping onto her arm.

We slowly made our way to the prefect's bathroom, occasionally stopping so I could rest. When we eventually made it to the bathroom Madam Pomfrey began to run the bath, before closing the door behind herself to go fetch my clothes. I shakily made my way over to the mirror, the reflection which looked back at me was a completely different person. My hair was knotted. My skin was pale with dark circles around my red, weary eyes and the hospital gown hung on my body like a bag as I was now mostly skin and bones. Slowly I started to untie the back of the robe and let it slip off my shoulders to the floor.

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