It was always put into my head that The Light was evil. That, should the time come, we will back the foulest creature in all of creation. On the night that he saved me, I was lost and alone. My coven had beaten me and left me too die. I was a broken and bloodied mess. That's when he came. The Predator. He saw me lying on the ground, alone and shattered, crying out in horrible pain. I felt his presence, as my eyes were so swollen that I could not see. Before too long, I felt my self being raised up into the air by a pair of strong arms. A voice, which sounded so distant, whispering to me. "Stay with me. Just hold on. Stay with me." I felt safe in these arms. After a quick, uncomfortable trip, which felt like I was squeezed through a pipe, I heard other voices whispering around me. "Are You Crazy..." "Why Would You Bring That Into Our Strong Hold?!" "Are You INSANE?!" Finally, the voice of the man who carried me broke through. "Quiet! She was lying on the floor of the Forbidden Forrest, I couldn't leave her there, Now, kindly step aside so as I can take her to the Hospital Wing, She needs Medical help!" I felt his foot steps quicken as he headed toward this Hospital. I could hear thousands of heart beats around me, but the one who was carrying me was the loudest. I heard the heartbeats of the others getting quieter the farther away we got. Soon, all I heard was his. Not long afterwards, I heard my savior shout out for the matron.
"Madame Pomfrey, come quick, I need help." I heard the quick, sharp sound of shoes walking toward my savior. "Put Her There, And Step Away." I felt my self being lowered into a soft bed, and felt the prodding s of magic as the matron examined my injuries. She found my shoulder to be broken, as well as my wrist and back, as well as a fractured tailbone. "The girl is lucky to be alive." I felt my head being raised up, and a vile tasting potion was forced down my throat. I felt the swelling going down around my eyes, and opened them. The first thing I saw was a kind face staring down at me in concern. I looked around me. There sitting in the corner, he was standing. I recoiled in fear. There was the one who was the monster of all our stories. The killer of all dark things. The Predator. There, sitting in the corner, was Harry Potter.