The Invisible Horlcrux
Chapter 7: The Hospital
Kara's POV
I was running, running away from my father. Curses were being shouted at me, all of which were unforgivable. I didn't have a choice but to run. He wanted me by his side, he wanted me to kill my friend, and possibly my new boyfriend. That kiss, that kiss was beautiful. But then his disappeared, back to the realm of reality and I knew I couldn't blame him.
Harry. He fought for me, he argued with Him. For me. Oh if he only knew the truth, but then he wouldn't have done that. If he knew the truth, he wouldn't have done what he did. I told him to leave, I did, but him being the stubborn Harry Potter didn't listen. In a way I am glad he didn't. but then I think about what happened. He'd be more suspicious now, asking more and more questions I couldn't give him the answers to.
"Kara, dearest, come back here." I heard him scream to me. I kept running toward the light in front of me. I didn't know what it was, but anything was better than going back to his wrath.
I was almost there when a curse finally hit me. I stopped dead in my tracks withering in pain. The Cruciatus curse. I fell to the floor panting.
"Crucio." Pain, the next thing I felt was pain. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move, I could only feel the pain. It hurt more than just about anything.
"Get up!" the voice calls. "I said get up." He called again, but I do not obey.
"No." I mutter gaining some of my strength back.
"How dare you disobey me. Imperio." I try to fight back but can't. He lifts his wand and me with it. I can't move, I can't feel anything either. I can't break his spell, I can't get back to reality.
"You can't control me." I scream to him. He lifts me in front of him.
"Oh, can't I." He smiles and throws me to the wall then releases me. I am confused but then I hear the all too familiar curse. It stuns me and I wither once more in pain.
"Imperio." He says once more. I don't even try to fight. I can't. He moves me closer to him once more. Only one thing keeps me from crying- my friends. Hermione, Ginny, and to a certain degree, Ron. Oh, and Harry.
Harry. Maybe, just maybe. Come on Harry help me out here. Nothing happens, and then, a sudden newfound strength arises in me. I don't know how it happened, but it did. I broke free and sprinted away from him.
I made it into the light.
I awoke to a luminescent light above me. I wasn't tied down, but it hurt to move. I looked around noticing there was only one exit. I was laying under white sheets, much like you would find in a hospital. Wait, I was in a hospital. Why was I in a hospital? The last thing I remember I was at the Burrow. I sat up, a little too quickly and pulled my hand to my head to comfort it. I then noticed the bandage around my right arm. I quickly tore it off and saw a long line running across it. Ugh, next time I see Wormtail, I will kill him. Okay, I won't really kill him, but I will get him for that. At least he didn't do it on my left arm, that would've been bad.
I looked around for another few minutes making sure that I wouldn't faint if I stood up. Ignoring my conscience telling me to stay put, I got out of the bed. I steadied myself for a second then went out into the hall. I could've gone two directions-right and left. My instincts told me to go left, and I listened having no other alternative.
I kept walking until I got to the reception area. I could've just left- the door was right there, but I stayed. Instead, I went up to the receptionist.
"Hello, um." I started, not actually sure what to say. "Where am I?" I ask after a second.
"You are at Saint Mungo's Hospital." I think for a second, oh not good. This hospital was controlled by the ministry, if they found out I was here they could take me back to…. No…. I wouldn't let them. Dumbledore wouldn't let them, why else would he let me stay at Hogwarts.
"Why am I here? Who brought me here?" I pause, letting myself keep control. I couldn't risk loosing control.
"You were unconscious my dear, for two days. You were brought here two days ago by the Weasleys." That would at least make sense, they wouldn't know what to do after a day of me being unconscious, not to mention my numerous bruises and the cut on my arm.
"Okay. Did they say what happened?" I ask, wanting to know how much information the hospital had on me. The less, the better, for everyone's sake.
"No, apparently you just collapsed and didn't wake up." Okay, vague but partially untrue. That works for me.
"Okay. And what ward am I in?" I ask curiously.
"You're in the wizard/witch ward." I let out a sigh, at least they don't know the real me.
"Thank you." I turn to walk away, then turn back to the person. "Am I allowed to leave?" I question curiously. I'm awake now, no point in going back.
"I'm afraid not. You just woke up from a coma, Kara." I stare at her, struck in awe with the mention of my name.
"I'm fine now, can't I just go." I try to persuade.
"No, I'm sorry, you can't." I sigh, I wish I could just go. Well, I can, but that would be kind of stupid. If only I had my wand, wait where is my wand?
"Um, excuse me, where is my wand?" I ask, hoping they didn't take it.
"You will get it when you leave." Oh come on, I just want my wand.
"Why can't I have it now?" I question starting to get angry.
"Because we don't have it." That caught my attention, if they don't have it, who does?
"Who does?" I question angrily. As long as it isn't my father or someone who could know who I really am has it.
"The minister of Magic himself." I am shocked.
"Why does he have it?" I question, my anger rising.
"I don't know, I'm sorry." I don't say anything. I just fall to the ground. No! He can't have my wand, he can't. My anger sparked, but I couldn't do anything to control it. Before I knew it, things were exploding around me. I looked to the reception person who seemed to be calling on someone.
I got up slowly and tried to control it-control myself, but I just couldn't. I didn't see it coming- the spell. The next thing I knew I was on the ground. It wasn't the Cruciatus curse, but in a way, much, much worse. Instead of fight it, I closed my eyes and drifted off. I was tired of fighting.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: HEY GUYS, SORRY, THIS CHAPTER IS KINDA UNEVENTFUL…. THERE WILL BE MORE NEXT CHAPTER, HOPEFULLY UPDATED WITHIN THE NEXT 2 OR SO DAYS. I'M SORRY BUT I'VE BEEN SORT OF SICK LATELY, VERY DIZZY. BUT POINT IS, I MAY NOT UPDATE FOR A WHILE. MY MOM'S ACUALLY REALLY MAD THAT I'M EVEN ON THE COMPUTER RIGHT NOW… BUT I HOPE THAT I CAN UPDATE SOON. THANKS FOR READING. PLEASE LEAVE A REVIEW. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS THINK. IF YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS I'M OPEN TO SUGGESTIONS.
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