Disclaimer: I do not now nor will I ever own Harry Potter or anyone or thing from that series, but I do own Lilly Christina Potter…

Authors Note: I'm sorry that it took me so long to get this chapter out, but its here now. I hope that you'll like it. Btw… unless told this story will be in Lilly's POV.

Key For Conversations: at the bottom of the story…

Chapter 4: Recovery (Part 1)

When I woke up I got this searing bright, white, light going directly into my eyes and quickly shut my eyes again. After what felt like ages I crack my eyes open and blink rapidly until my eyes were used to the light. When I could finally see I took in my surroundings. I wasn't in the basement; I wasn't even at the house. I immediately think that I must be dead, but then my I saw all of the machines which told me that I must be in the hospital. What happened to land myself in the hospital? Then just as I thought that I heard it.

"I hope that she will be okay. I didn't mean to hurt her so much, I just wanted to scare her into never wanting to open that kind of letter again. I didn't want to land her in the bloody hospital like this. James, Lilly I'm so sorry this happened. I hope to Merlin that you can forgive me for what I've done." I heard my grandpa say, sorrow was thick in his voice. It stuns me to hear him say that, and it is even more to hear his voice like that. It was like a pleading kind of voice.

I open my eyes a little and look toward where I heard my grandpas' voice. I saw that he really was making an effort to hold something in, but I don't know what that something is.

When he finally sees that I am looking he came over to the bed and sat down in the chair next to it. He looked at me with fear and pain in his blue gray eyes. It honestly shocked me at how intense his eyes were.

"I'm so sorry. I never meant to do all of this. I just can't let you become like them. I need to keep you safe." I heard from my grandpa, but I honestly think that I can read minds or something because I didn't see his lips move.

Finally after what felt like forever my grandpa finally opened his mouth to say something, but just as he goes to say something the hospital door opened up and in came a doctor. As the doctor saw that I was awake he smiled at me and came over to the hospital bed to see how I was doing.

"I can't believe that she's awake already after everything that has happened to her."I heard from the doctor, but his lips didn't move either. This is just getting annoying. I am seriously considering this mindreading theory.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Johnson. Do you know where you are?" the doctor asked me.

I took a small deep breath and said, "Yes," and as I said it I saw the doctors' and my grandpas' eyes get as big as a saucer.

"Oh my God… How is she even able to speak talk? I was expecting a small weak nod or shake of the head, but this is spectacular. This girl is very lucky." I heard the doctor "say". What did he say his name was again? Dr. Johnson I think.

"Dr. Johnson? That is what you said your name is right?" I asked weakly and quietly. I heard two different gasps coming from next t me which let me know that both my grandpa and doctor heard me.

"Yes, that is correct. How are you feeling?" Dr. Johnson asked. "I wonder if she is one of those people." I heard from him.

"A little sore, but nothing that I can't handle. I have a killer headache though. How much damage was done, because I can feel that I have at least a few broken bones?" I answered.

"Should I tell her? I wonder how she did all of it." "Well, the minor problems are four bruised ribs, left ankle is sprained, and you are severely bruised up. Then the more serious problems are that your right leg is broken in two places, two broken fingers on your left hand. Your right arm was not only dislocated but it was broken in three places and your right hand was crushed. The more major injuries are that your skull was split opened, a concussion, and last, but certainly not least is that you have six broken ribs. I'm surprised that even awake already and even more shocked that you can talk so easily already. What exactly are you feeling right now?" Dr. Johnson asked.

Wow this is the worst that I've ever been in. I mean I'm pretty sure that I have had all of the bones in my body broken at least once now, but the beatings have never been this bad. I take as big of a breath as I can without causing too much pain, and I am surprised at how big of a breath I can take, before I answer.

"My head hurts a little and my whole right side hurts, but not that much. My left hand feels fine like all I did to my fingers was pull or sprain them because it doesn't much, it feels like a dull thud. Same with my left ankle. I am mostly shocked because I can breathe mostly without any discomfort… Are you sure all that happened?" I asked.

Dr. Johnson looked back to my grandpa and my grandpa did the same to Dr. Johnson. Both of their eyes were bugging out.

"How is that possible?" I heard from Dr. Johnson, but what really confused me was what my grandpa said. I heard, "Oh no, that gene is starting to kick in. Now I'm going to have to come up with a really good story to explain this to both of them…" come from my grandpa.

"Alright let's take you back for more x-rays and see how you are doing" Dr. Johnson said.

I nodded my head and he went off to get everything set up, and before I knew it we were off to the room where I was going to get the x-rays done.

********** 3 Hours Later **********

My grandpa and I have been sitting in, for the most part, silence. Sometimes he started thinking something breaking the silence in my head. Finally the hospital door opened and a seriously shocked Dr. Johnson walked in.

"Well Miss. Doyer, you are a medical phenomenon. Your body is healing extremely fast and your left hand is healed completely along with your left foot, and the four bruised ribs are all completely healed. Your right side is also coming along quite nicely. You are definitely a medical phenomenon." He said happily once he saw that I was still awake.

"Well that explains why I don't hurt that bad." I mumbled.

"I really think that she is one of those kind of people. They always heal faster. It has to be something in their genetics, that or their magic heals them, either way they heal very quickly, but not like her."

"Is there something that I should know?" Dr. Johnson asked.

"No, she's just very tough. She heals very quickly all the time because she's always getting hurt." My grandpa said and with a weird look from Dr. Johnson who was thinking, "I wonder if she's being abused? That would explain why her x-rays showed that every bone in her body save her pelvis bone has been broken at one time or another." He continued saying, "She has always been very klutzy. She gets that from me unfortunately. She has acquired the strong healing from me as well. She has to with how klutzy she is." My grandpa finished. "I hope that he bought that cause that was the only thing that I could come up with and still keep her secret a secret from her."

"Oh, okay then. We'll just need to keep her overnight to keep an eye on her progress." Dr. Johnson said to my grandpa, and when a nod came from my grandpa the Doctor left the room to fill out paperwork and to check on his other patients.

Once Dr. Johnson left the room, my grandpa turned to me thinking, "She better keep her mouth shut and not tell anyone," and said to me, "You had better keep quiet on things."

I looked down and weakly answered, "Yes Sir." And with that I started to feel woozy, so I turned in my left side and went to sleep.

I open my eyes to find that I am on my side facing two guys that had a strange resemblance to whales. One was older and had brown hair and a bushy brown mustache, and the young boy had blonde hair. You could tell by how much they look alike that they were father and son, and when I look over the whale of a boys' shoulder I see an extremely skinny woman with blonde hair. She had to be the wale boys' mother.

Next thing I know I'm getting the boot of that whale of a man in my ribs and stomach. I curl up in a ball as I am continually kicked wherever the whales could reach.

When I look down at myself I realize that I'm not myself, I'm not even a girl. I see that I am an extremely thin boy instead of a really thin girl. When did this happen? Oh, I know what's going on. I am dreaming this and the last time I had a dream like this I was the same boy, just doing different things, but mostly getting either beaten or starved.

Then before I can think anymore I see two different boot sizes coming towards my head. I feel the strong impact of the two whales' boots collide with my head. Then I am swimming through the darkness

Key For Conversations:

Dr. Johnson – Bold italics and Italics

Mr. Doyer – Bold underline nd Italics underline

Lilly – Regular

Dream – Wrote in all Italics

Authors Note: Now that you are done reading please drop me a review… they really do make me feel better. Let me know what you think bout my story so far. Also there was going to be so much more to this chapter, but I decided to make a part 1 and a part 2. Well I'll ttyl.

Lots of Love,

Lilly