I couldn't keep fighting for much longer.

I was going to collapse.

The initial adrenaline of the battle was subsiding but curses and hexes whirled around me, thank god for lucky potion.

That was wearing off too, I felt tired, a ringing in my ears.

A scream came louder than any other.

The killing curse.

I froze.

I didn't feel the life drain out of me.

Was this death?

I couldn't leave Padfoot.

I was suddenly aware of everything.

I felt a ripping, twisting, gut-wrenching pain in my abdomen.

I looked down, feeling nauseated.

A small red handled dagger was stuck right up to the hilt in between my ribs.

The world turned into a while pool of silence as I apparated back, the lull in curses making it safe to do so.

We heard a loud crack rent the air from upstairs in Moony's bedroom. Dashing up we pulled our wands out so fast they blurred.

He stood in the middle of the room, swaying slightly.

I saw the red dagger.

The one Bella had gotta last Christmas from my mother.

James and Peter rushed forward and caught him as he fell forward, blood pooling around his ribs, the knife dislodged from the wound and clattered onto the floor.

I jerked back to reality and rushed over to Moony.

His amber eyes looked pleadingly at me and I looked right back into them.

I held onto his hand like my life depended on it and retained eye contact as Lily and Peter worked to close the wound.

Madame Pomfrey apparated in along with McGonagall, who was holding a potion.

My heart was crumbling inside me as I saw him hiccup pathetically, blood dripping down his chin.

No.

He was not going to die.

Not here.

Not right now.

James had his hand his hand pressed against thewound, but too much blood was seeping through the cracks in his fingers.

Lily, Peter, and Poppy were casting charms on him, to replenish blood.

I was not aware of anything that anyone was saying, I just kept holding Moony's hand like it tied us both to life.

I never stoppedlooking into his eyes, never looked away from his beautiful, scarred face.

Then his eyes closed.

They fluttered shut.

The world was leftless bright.

They shut, and my world came crashing down around myears.

I broke down.

"Hey...Pads, you ok, mate?"

James looked over at me, holding on to Moony's hand like a lifeline.

"That's with relief right. he's gonna be fine."

"H-he's what?!?"

"Oh mate," James started laughing. "You were devastated. He's made it, he's going to be fine!"

I tackled my brother into a bone-cracking hug and Peter came to join us, crying and laughing with relief.

My Moony was going to be ok.

The stark change of emotions had me reeling.

Wow.

I was hysterical with laughter and James and Peter joined in, they had always described my laugh as infectious.

Lily was crying into Minny, who was very much who all the marauders mother and Poppy was setting out a group of potions to give to Moony to keep up his blood levels.

Wow.

I realizedIwas finally breathing properly.

Not since Moony had first left had that happened.

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Probably not, why would you, it's a pile of trash, but I like it. So I put it up in a moment of wtf who cares I could be posting worse of the internet...

Don't forget to take care of yourself! Brush your teeth! Take meds if you need them, but not too much! I care about you! You've got this! Change clothes if you need to, take a shower, eat, this is your chance to do so before reading more of this utter horse crap I post! Or you can leave! That's fine too! Love you xx

Part 3? Yes, I'm already on it, why do you ask? Oh, wait that's me. I talk to myself too much bye lol

- Ham xx