HARRY POTTER DOESN'T HAVE A SCAR IN THE 6TH MOVIE!! WHAT THE HELL!!!!??? I'M IN SHOCK!!!!!! I CAN NOT BELIEVE THIS! And the worst it I'M NOT KIDDING I'M SERIOUS! His scar doesn't appear in so many scenes!! LOADS OF SCENES, FOR CRYING OUTLOUD! WHAT'S WRONG WITH THE MAKEUP GIRL!??? DID SHE GOT LAZY!?

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I stared into nothingnes for a long time, lost in thought. I was sitting a corner, thinking about my grandfather. From time to time I thought about something else, I could see over and over again memories of Anna and me when we were kids. I still couldn't believe she'd taken drugs. Drugs! How could I have not notice that? I should have been more aware of her situation. Why didn't I see she was that sad? I could have done something about it and she would have never left.

I raced my head when Anna sat next to me. She looked so pale, as she also did when we were kids, she hadn't almost changed, kind of... Her face was the exact same to me, but she was taller and, well, she was a woman now, not a teenager anymore.

"Are you alright?" she said and awkwarly took my hand.

"We are in a funeral, I'm not supposed to be alright" I said and smile with sadness.

"Did he suffer?" she asked, not looking at me this time. She also avoid looking at the coffin in the center of the room.

"I don't know, honestly" I said "I like to think he didn't"

"I would have liked to be there with him, you know? To see him one more time"

I looked down at her "Don't do that, don't cry, please not you, I can't stand watching someone else cry today, Anna"

"Sorry" she quickly wiped a tear away with her hand and I caressed her hand.

"He never showed signs of being angry with you after you left" I told her.

"He probably knew and probably understood why I had to leave"

"I can't stop thinking that I should have realised you were so miserable" I said "I should have known, you were counting on me"

"No, Dougie, don't do that, what happened wasn't your fault" she kissed my cheek, her lips were burning "Don't you think for a minute that it was your fault or I'll punch you."

"Yeah, sure, you look so weak that I bet you can't even beat a cockroach. You're burning"

"I am? Well, I've been getting sick a lot lately, it's nothing... I haven't been in the most hygienic places, you know?"

I felt a strong feeling in my chest that seemed to burn me: concern. I stood up and took her hand.

"Come with me" I said.

"Where are we going?"

"Upstairs, to get you clean up, Anna"

One hour later, she was wearing some of my sister's clothes and one of my sweater, that seemed huge on her. She was looking very thin and breakable, I couldn't help wanting to walk close to her all time, just in case she fell and got hurt. She sat on my bed and I sat on a chair, next to her. I'd given her a thermometer to check on her temperature and, yes, she had fever.

"Where have you been, Anna?" I asked her with curiosity and also because I wanted to understand why she was looking like this.

"In loads of different places" she said "I moved once a year or more. I usually worked in bars because as a underage I couldn't really get any other job. I've been staying with loads of different people, everytime I made a friend I stayed with them for a while"

"And what, they didn't feed you? You look as thin as the thermometer I gave you"

"I wasn't their baby, Dougie, they were nice enough to invite me to stay with them... Besides, they didn't have much money either."

"Did you live with boys?" the idea bothered me. It also bothered me not to know what she'd done all those years.

"I had to, do you rather have me living in the street?" she raced an eyebrow, upset for my annoyance "No, thanks. You have no idea what it's like to have nothing at all, you had it all so easy"

"Oh, I did?" I said annoyed "Let me remind you my father left us, you left us, I spent a whole year as a ghost after you left, then I finally joined McFLY"

"And now you have everything you want, don't you?" she was angry too "I still don't have anything at all"

I sighed... This was the first day I saw her again after years, I didn't feel like fighting.

"I'm sorry... I lost it..." I mumbled "You're right, it was more complicated for you... And I don't have everything I want, where you I put it?" I smiled at her but she didn't smle back.

"After some time it wasn't even complicated anymore" she said.

"What do you mean?"

"I didn't care anymore, Dougie... It's like that song by The Hoosiers... Everything I loved had turned into dust, the thing that I cared the most to me, you, was nothing but a memory then. The trick to life is not to get too attached to it. I didn't care if I died, if I didn't eat, if I was sick, I just gave up... I had the small hope that I would see you again but, appart from that, I had nothing to live for"

I stood up and sat by her side. I put an arm around her and she put her burning head on my shoulder.

"Don't say that, Anna... It almost sounds like you were waiting to die" I mumbled, the words came out of my mind slowly.

"Part of me was"

I softly pushed her away from me and took her face on my hands. My voice trembled when I talked, afraid at the thought of a dying Abrianna.

"Promise me you would never do that again" I said "Never let yourself fall into that again. Promise me!"

She hesitated, but then nodded "I promise"

I put my arms around her again and she made herself comfortable in my chest.

"Do you remember the last time we were like this before you left?" I asked her.

"I do... Five days before I left, exactly"

"Wow, you really do remember..."

"I remember everything about us, Dougie" I could feel her smiling and smiled too "I had a lot of free time to think about it. After all, I had nothing else to think about... You kept me alive all these years"