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We were so optimistic; wasn't it easy to be?
Eileen by The Hush Sound
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Lily remembered when she thought the worst, most aggravating pain was a paper cut – it always stung for so long, and took forever to heal because her wand or quill would always rub in just the wrong spot and agitate it. Her sister always laughed at her, asking how something that didn't really even bleed could bother her so badly. She longed for those days, when the biggest problem in her life was something so trivial.
Now she knelt just off the High Street of Hogsmeade with blood running in her eyes. Her right hand was so blistered and swollen from the flames that were still spreading along the road that she had to use her wand in her left. James lay at her feet and she clumsily poured Essence of Dittany on his wounds and cast the proper healing spells. He finally came to and she smiled at him, brushing blood impatiently from her eyes, and pulled him close with both hands, pushing away the pain so she could hold her fiancé close and whisper her love for him into his ear.
As he pulled away the stinging in the gash on her scalp and the throb from the burn on her hand intensified, becoming unbearable as James shoved her to the ground to avoid a volley of spells shooting their way. Yes, a paper cut would have been the least of her worries.