Author's Note: This has been sitting in my computer for ages, and since I don't know what to add anymore...
Disclaimer: I do not own JK Rowling's amazing masterpiece.
What was happening now is the natural phenomenon of a child taking medicine.
{She has a sickness, and he's the c u r e . }
Children know that they need it but they refuse to take it. They want to get well without the medicine and they want to get well now.
They hide in their room, in the bathroom – just about anywhere to escape it.
{ In this case, the girl hides in the inner recesses of her mind; trying to block him out c o m p l e t e l y . }
As the spoon nears their lips, they try their damn hardest not to budge; not to open their mouth to the foreign concoction. It takes all their focus and concentration, but in the end, they always lose.
{Just like she was losing; just like she will always l o s e . }
And it will just repeat, over and over again.
{But this time she's determined to win. This time, she will w i n . }
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