Lily Potter (Harry Potter's Twin)

Chapter 94

My eyes wouldn't open, they were heavy as though clouds rested upon them. This is familiar. I thought, remembering when I was fighting the curse of the necklace. I left numb, just as I had then, but it was slightly different. It didn't feel as though it was an evil creeping as the curse did. This numbness and sleep were merciful as though it's purpose was to help me.

What is going on? I wondered as my mind began to back track. I remember the cover of To Kill A Mockingbird. I remember Draco's face... a sharp pain... the coldness of the floor.

I felt the cold once again. Senses are good, you can't move but at least you know you are cold. I felt the gentle weight on a blanket covering me and the... the hemp of a hospital dress running between my arm and my chest. Panic rose in my chest. Was I hurt bad enough they brought me to St. Mungos?

I fought with all mu might to open my eyes. When they finally flew open. It was too bright. Once they adjusted, I saw the familiar white walls and a window looking out onto the skyline of London. But London was no loner bright but dim and fogged by clouds. I was in a metal bed, just as before. I saw a Healer in the corner examining a chart.

"Hello?" I say to her. She turns around and I experienced instant recognition. She was the same Healer I had last time, the one George was dating, I think. "Oh, it's you! Sara?"

Her face had a somber expression.

"I would say its good to see you again but that would be a lie," she sighed, making her way towards me.

"Why am I here—Where are the Malfoys?" I suddenly sat up, scared of them popping up from behind the door. What did they do to me?

"I asked Mr. Malfoy and his mother wait in the hall," she said, sitting down on the edge of my bed.

"You didn't tell George—" I stopped when I saw her look. She shook her head, no. She wasn't in communication with the twins, probably since they went on the run.

"You are here under the biggest pretense of secrecy we can allow," she whispered quickly to me. "I am forbidden to speak of you to the other Healers, even. I can let the twins know if you need me to, I have a notebook, they can rescue—"

"No," I blurted out. I clasped my hand over my mouth, not wanting to make the Malfoys outside aware of our conversation. "I have a plan," I added in a quieter voice. "You don't need to worry about me."

Sara seemed relived by this at least. I wasn't going to die when I had to leave.

"What did they do to me?" I asked suddenly in a quiet voice. I looked down at the sheets and remembered the sharp pain in my stomach. I pulled it back to see a rounded pink scar.

"Lily, when was your last period?" she asked quietly. I shook my head. I didn't know.

"They don't feed me well, it just is off it's cycle from the new conditions..."

But I began to trail off, thinking hard about my last cycle. I was... two weeks before my seventeenth birthday. I hadn't had a period since when—

I gasped as pain in my chest erupted as I thought of Fred and I, that special night when I knew I loved him with every fiber of my being and expressed it.

"Am I pregnant?" I ask Sara. I looked down at my belly once more, counting. It was six months ago, from July to January. Truly 5 months, it was the beginning of January and we had sex July 31st, my birthday. Surely, I would be showing if I was or I would have noticed the bump.

"You were," Sara said, tears threatening to spill over. She hesitated before adding, "He was a boy."

Images filled my mind of a beautiful little boy with Fred's fiery hair and his blue eyes. There was no feature of me, I wanted it to be him, to be his.