I'm so pissed that my chapters are short! Anyway please review because I'm starting to feel like nobody is reading the story.
Poppy was at Minerva's side instantly. Poppy's hand didn't fly to her mouth fast enough to prevent Minerva from hearing her gasp. But quick as a flash, Poppy was back to normal. She waved her wand and an extra bed appeared. "ALBUS," witch screamed, "go get Severus, NOW!"
The reply wasn't heard as Poppy pushed her best friend gently onto the extra bed. Poppy then turned to Harry. His breath was shallow. Crimson blood covered him. His green eyes were closed and Minerva's sobs were the only sound in the room.
Albus and Severus rushed in and the medi-witch told them quickly what potions to brew as she tried to stop the bleeding. She knew that the longer it took to safe him, the less likely it was that he would live.
Albus came back an hour later. Minerva was still sobbing loudly as Poppy whispered every spell she knew could help the still half alive boy.
Albus took in his best friend. Her normal sharp bright eyes were filled with pain, fear and tears. They were so dull; it was like the difference between night and day. Her long black hair was out of the bun it normal held in the day. It wasn't even in her usual braid it held at night. It was everywhere, hanging down her back, over her shoulders. It looked like she hadn't slept in days.
Albus took her arms and softly tugged. She didn't mover from her spot against the wall. He tugged harder and the 5' 9" woman slid all the way from the wall to the floor, instantly. Albus's heart almost broke at the sight of his best friend on the floor, curled in fetal position sobbing her heart out over a little boy. Not just any boy, her godson.
Albus picked her up with ease and carried her to the other end of the of the hospital wing, "Minerva, I'm so sorry. Now just relax. Mina!"
Minerva suddenly realized who was holding her and screamed, "ABLUS BLOODY DUMBLEDORE!"
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