Dursley's Choice | The Dursley series #2 |

♧ Chapter 11 ♧

"People are going to die" she inhaled sharply, a stray tear trailing down from her chin to the floor, "And I don't know how to stop it..."

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With the final task loomed over the champions heads, Harry's main focus was his dear little cousin. She was like his sister at this point. A world without his Audrey Dursley in it, seemed bleak and dark; he slept by her beside in the Hospital Wing almost every night, waiting for her to wake up again. Only himself and Liza knew of Audrey's 'prediction' on that stormy night. Many friends came to visit her, giving her cards and special gifts like chocolate frogs and her favourite edition of 'Alice in wonderland', praying it would coax her out of this sleep.

As he observed her, he traced down her bandaged arms, grimacing at the blood that seeped out of her scars. "Why? How did you do that to yourself Drie? Everyone needs you to wake up now" he paused, shuffling close to her face, "I know you're scared, even if you won't admit it most of the time. I'd gladly tell you everything would be fine but... I can't. Not when you're like this!" He croaked, sobbing as he held her seemingly lifeless hand. Hermione, Ron and Ginny entered silently, still not use to this sight, "She'll wake up Harry, she needs to"
"I know she will. I've known her her whole life, she's so brave, kind, loyal and... she's my family" he cried, holding her close. His tears rolled onto her plump, freckled cheeks, Harry winced as a jolt of electricity passed through his scarred skin.

The sun woke up to see Audrey Dursley wake up from her slumber. "Of- c-course- we're... Family... you silly duckling" her ice grey eyes twinkled like a soft night sky as her eyes scanned her surroundings, "Last thing I remember---"
"You were in a self-inflicted magic sleep, you've been out so long it's almost the final task" Hermione stated soothingly, the young girl fell back onto the hospital bed in defeat; "I'm never going to have a year without a visit to the hospital Wing am I?"
"If we're honest? Probably not-" Ron chuckled, ensuing a group fit of good laughter. It was the genuine kind of laugh, brought out of something so grimm. Madame Pomfrey shrieked in utter shock as she saw the Dursley girl awake, immediately scurrying towards her to do annual checks of vitals and side-effects, "Ms. Dursley, I want you to remain still as I check some things"
"Oh-okay." Harry, Ron and Hermione stood far away, afraid to get in the way of Madame Pomfrey's chaotic mutters and consistent back and forths to her medicine cabinet.

"Well, Ms.Dursley, you are miraculously recovered- I may not understand magical sleeps but I do know that self inflicted wounds are something not treated by medicine. I recommend you talk or write down your struggles before... Acting out" Audrey shakily stood up from the hospital bed, almost collapsing again if it weren't for Ronald, "Thank you Ron"
"Its no problem Drie" he grinned goofuly, assisting her to the nearest chair. Harry had stood stationary for a while, tears dripping out of his emerald green eyes, "Hey..."
"Hey-aaa- to you to" she smiled weakly, taking his hand and stroking it gently.

"Ms Dursley, also I must inform you that you aren't just bleeding from your arms anymore" Audrey went pale, all apart from her ruby red cheeks.

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Passing a mirror, she rose a shivering hand to her face, her iced eyes were darker and more like a reflection than eyes anymore, the once peach hair was now almost the same colour as her cousins; her skin had paled drastically, though her freckles remained the same, "It doesn't seem like you does it?" Harry sighed thoughtfully, "No... Not really. It's still me, I think? What do you think?" She turned to her cousin in hopes of answers, he only beamed down at her lovingly, "Stop that silly! Harry it's not funny! Hehehe, you are so stupid!"
"Ha! But hey, listen to me. You are amazing just the way you are. No matter what you look like"
"I thought we were over inspirational speeches"
"Nope" he chuckled, hugging her tightly, "You'll have a lifetime of speeches"
"You too you silly goose" she whispered, fiddling his hair playfully.