For the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Challenge/Competition by Uni

Subject(s): Potions

Prompts:

Write about a near death experience.

Someone must use CPR on someone

Lily Potter (1)

Angst


I don't own Harry Potter.


"No! Michael, you have to get back up!" Rose Evans screeched as she stared at her quivering husband, tears tracing again and again down her pale cheek as she none-so-gently hit her husband, as if desperate to get him moving.

"Petunia! Grab the phone! Call 119 or anything!" The woman was frantic as she screamed. Lily Evans, only ten years old, hid as close as she could to the door frame, hoping to be as close as possible to her father.

"Lily!" Rose shrieked. "Lily! Do something!"

"Mum…"

Petunia Evans came into the kitchen holding the phone, earnestly speaking to the officer on the line. "Yes- Please get here soon-"

She hung up, and stared at the starting to still body.

The next minutes that passed were the worst that had ever happened to the Evans family.

Lily sobbed into the Nurse's outfit as she stared at the still body of her father being moved onto a stretcher. Neighbours had begun to crowd around the home, but none came any clearer as the paramedics called out,

"He's not going to make it!" The man who was giving him CPR quickly switched places with another, before grabbing onto another big piece of equipment.

"Clear!"

The heart beat was faint.

"Clear!"

There was a sudden increase, but the heart soon came back down to the barely moving.

"Clear!"

There was silence as the beat didn't move.

Then Lily, Rose, and Petunia cried loudly in joy as the male in their lives' heart rate picked up to a slightly under normal pulse.

"Your Father should be just fine." The Nurse soothingly said to Lily, who was still clinging tightly onto her clothes. "You shall be able to see him soon, hun."

Lily gave a weak smile from underneath tears.

He would be alright.

Michael Evans would be alright.