Chapter 21

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She dropped like a brick. The bludger bounced away forgotten by all. Everyone on the team made a mad dash towards the unconscious Rose. I was down next to her in the blink of an eye.

"Get her to the hospital wing now!" My plea for help rang across the entire grounds. She was taken from my arms and rushed off to the hospital wing.

I was shell shocked. I couldn't feel anything. I couldn't feel the tears. I couldn't hear Lily's attempts at comfort.

Rose will be fine! She can get through anything! That was all I could think. Nothing else could make it into my mind.

I stood up and began walking towards the Hospital wing. The way she dropped was to unreal. I was too terrified to tell if she was breathing when I was holding her.

When I finally had reached my destination, I no longer wanted to be there. It hurt too much to see Rose in the slightest pain let alone like this.

All of the Gryffindor quidditch team was gathered around her bed. I could only hope and pray she was breathing and her heart was beating.

They all had a look of unfathomable sorrow on their faces. I silently approached her bed, pushing past team members as I went.

The sight before me was horrifying. It had only been mere minutes. She had paled considerably. I couldn't see the steady rise and fall of her chest. She wasn't breathing.

I grabbed her hand. The cold sent fear and sadness rocketing through my body. I could almost feel my heart stopping and turning to ice. I looked to Madam Promfrey hoping I was hallucinating and she was fine. Sensing the fear, panic, and pure sadness radiating from me she simply shook her head. It was too much.

She confirmed it. I didn't want to believe it, but it was reality. My sister was dead. The last bit of family was dead. No one was left. I had no one.

I felt sadness, grief, and a bit of panic. But there was another feeling as well. Betrayal. I felt utterly betrayed. They all left me.

Don't start that whole, they aren't really gone if you keep them in your heart stuff. It doesn't matter! I want my mom, dad, and sister alive and here wth me. I want to be able to talk to them. Hug them. Interact with them. But I can't. They are all gone. And I am here. All alone.

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