Some one came.

Someone saved me.

I don't know who it was.

All I saw was a tall man in black robes and I was scared.

I thought another one of them was back to hurt me more.

But he didn't.

He picked me up and told me that everything would be alright.

I couldn't recognize his voice, I was too tired.

All I remember was darkness and more pain.


I woke up I was in St. Mungo's.

No one knew who brought me here, I came in amongst the other casualties and no one recognized me until he was long gone.

I wish I knew who he was.

I wish I could thank him for saving me

I wish I could ask him why he cared

But now that I know I can live, I need to know something else.

Do I want to?