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ILoveGeorgeEads: No Harrison is not a part of the magical community. As Dahlia has hinted in areas in the story, the non-magical community was told a version of what was going on in England at the time. So Harrison was going off of what the non-magical community was told.
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When I woke up the next day, Edward was under the covers with me, arms wrapped around me. My own heat had made him warmer, but he was still cool enough to make for a very pleasant and firm pillow.
"Under the covers? How scandalous." I teased softly, my eyes still closed.
I both heard him laugh as well as feel the vibrations from his chest. He had a pleasant laugh. It was low and rich and made me want to be near him even more.
Drowsily, I opened my eyes to see him looking as handsome as ever. His eyes were amber gold again so he must have slipped off into the night to feed which I didn't mind.
His gaze softened as he looked at me.
"I'm so sorry for the absolute horror I must look like." I said, sitting up and stretching tall.
"I don't know how anyone can look more beautiful than you do right now," he said.
It made me blush, and I put my hands over my cheeks to hide it, but obviously he could tell. He sat up next to me and put an arm around me, kissing the side of my head.
"Don't regret me being your mate?" I asked nervously.
"Never. It's honestly a blessing. You being a witch and knowing about this long before meeting me." he said with a smile.
"Plus my magic doesn't make me as frail as other humans." I said knowingly. The bashful look he sent me confirmed that was also a reason.
"I'm not mad about it. Even if I didn't have magic I wouldn't want you to treat me like I'm some porcelain doll. I'm made of some hearty stuff Edward Masen." I teased, flicking his nose with my hand.
The reminder of his original name brought this soft look on his face I absolutely enjoyed.
The ringing of my phone, with the catchy tune of Miss Independent by Kelly Clarkson, showed me Jessica was trying to call me before school.
"Hey Jessica." I answered softly.
"Hi Dahlia!" she said, drawing out the hi. She seemed a little nervous, worried maybe?
"How you doing? Are you coming to school today?" she asked.
"I'm better. A Lot better. But no. They gave me the day off so I don't have to come back til Monday." I explained.
"Good! They should give you so much more for what Mr. Harrison did. He got sent home yesterday too! After you left. Not before Principal Figgins screamed at him! Mr. Harrison is coming in today to see if he still even has a job." Jessica dished out. But it made me frown.
"He could be fired? I didn't want that. I don't want that. Yeah I'm angry at the man but I don't want to be the reason he loses his job." I fretted.
Edward scooted in closer and pressed a soft kiss on my shoulder to help me calm down.
"I don't think he's gonna get fired D. And even if he did, it would not be your fault. It was completely inappropriate to bring those kinds of topics into the classroom, especially when you're still recovering." Jessica fiercely defended. It made me smile, her passion.
"Thanks for looking out for me Jess. Are the others ok?" I asked.
"Oh of course they are! Angela is so upset with herself though that she wasn't here yesterday to be with you. She's still kind of sick so hopefully I don't get it. Well only if it was a Monday maybe. Eric is busy being Eric. Mike's probably your fiercest defender, if anyone said anything about you that he didn't like he would let them know! He almost got into a fist fight at his own party!" Jessica said, especially gushing over Mike.
"Well tell Mike to cool it. I'm a big girl. And I will see you all Monday ok. I'm just going to relax for the next few days." I said,
"Take all the time you need! We'll be waiting on you." Jessica said sweetly.
We said our goodbyes and ended the call. I had a few messages from others but nothing that was an emergency. I turned to Edward and he had that look again while staring at me.
"My bed head that bad?" I teased making him chuckle.
"No. It's easy to see your humans care about you." he remarked. I nodded.
"I care about them too. Mike is...probably a better version of Ron? The kind, loyal, eager, jokester, jock...but there was always this deep envy of others in Ron. And out of the two girls, Angela is more of a Hermione but I've just grown so close to Jessica. I'm happy they are my friends." I explained.
After a few moments of quiet a teasing smirk came on to my face and I tilted my head to look at Edward.
"You know... a boyfriend would give his girlfriend a good morning kiss." I teased.
I didn't have to wait long. With a matching smirk, Edward took my face into his hands and pressed a deep but gentle kiss to my lips. I felt my hands wrap around his wrists in kind and we both smiled into the kiss. It only lasted a few seconds before he pulled away and rested his forehead against mine.
"Good morning." he murmured, making me laugh and pull away.
"This human needs to get cleaned. So you can use the spare downstairs and I'll get myself presentable." I said, standing up and off the bed.
"Sounds good to me." Edward replied before flashing down the stairs.
"No more hiding your super speed huh?" I said at a normal level but I heard his laugh from down below.
I brought my clothes again in the bathroom. While I was fine with him seeing my arm, I for sure didn't want him to see the rest of my body and explain some of the more painful parts of my history.
I quickly brushed my teeth, took off my prosthetic, and hopped into the shower. Ginny had also sent me this vanilla and lavender soap she had found in Diagon Alley that I had come to love and hoped I could find it at Needle Point.
Once cleaned and relatively dried, I put on my clothes for the day. To show off some more of my Wizarding side I decided to wear my old Gryffindor quidditch jersey and a pair of simple black leggings along with fuzzy red socks. I spelled my hair up into a bun since I hadn't put on the prosthetic yet.
First I needed to moisturize. I was in the middle of moisturizing when Edward knocked on the door.
"Come in," I said after a moment. While I was a little afraid of his reaction to my arm, it wasn't like I could go around and never take my prosthetic off around him.
He opened the door after another moment or two and his eyes settled on the end of my arm. The scarring had come a long way in 8 months. But I was required for a year to put on this extreme burn potion lotion on the area every day. Both on my arm and the side of my body that had gotten burned too.
He slowly stepped into the room and into my personal space as he watched me finish rubbing the lotion in.
"It didn't even hurt at first." I said softly. He tensed.
"The school nurse, she got to me first, she kept telling me not to move, don't move, lie still. I couldn't even fathom why. I wanted to get up and thrash whoever blew up the bloody wall...and then I looked down at my arm...She said it was 4th degree burns. It looked like burnt supper. I even thought I saw bone. And the smell...absolutely retched. They had to carry me into the school, what was left of it anyway. I passed out when I went into shock. Next time I woke up...my arm was gone." I had explained, my voice going into almost a whisper as the memories started to invade my senses.
Was that burning flesh?
Cool hands grasped at my face and turned me until I was staring into very worried amber eyes.
"Sorry." I muttered. "Sometimes I drift off," I said, trying to look down but Edward wouldn't let me.
"I forget...just how strong you are sometimes. Even without magic, that day alone would have broken most people. But you are here. With me. And with your friends and being a friend to them. And being my mate. I thought I was damned for eternity when Carlisle changed me. You are probably the closest thing to heaven." he said softly and passionately, even wiping a tear I didn't know I had shed away.
"Stop making me fall so hard." I murmured and it made us both smile. He pressed a quick kiss to my lips and stepped back as I went to finish putting my prosthetic on.
I knew it was attached securely when I felt my magic enter into it. I wiggled my fingers for good measure too.
"Won't Jessica get suspicious if she sees your hand moving?" Edward asked, curious.
"Nope. In case you haven't noticed, when I'm around humans, my hand doesn't move. These prosthetics are capable of using a freezing charm so that they can pass off as a high end Muggle - non magical prosthetic. So when I'm at school, charm goes on. When I'm home, the charm comes off." I explained cheekily.
"Handy" he joked which made me snort as I very valiantly tried to hold in a laugh.
"What exactly are we doing today anyway?" I asked, pulling him out of my bathroom and down the stairs.
"Whatever you want. Carlisle can keep the others from kidnapping you to Seattle until Sunday so the next two days are up to you." Edward explained.
"Do you need to feed?" I asked.
"I left last night to feed. I hope that was ok." Edward said uncertainly.
"Of course it is. I won't ever let you not go and feed." I said sternly, making my way into the kitchen.
"Want another Blood Pop?" I asked. He got a goofy grin on his face and nodded. I took one out for him and in seconds it was already in his mouth.
"I'm glad Ginny sent those over as a joke." I remarked, getting ingredients to make myself an omelette.
"Ginny? She knows about us?" Edward asked.
"Of course she does. The only reason she let me move so far away is if I was one hundred percent honest with her. She doesn't care, her family, besides the one bad egg, are very open to others including magical and non magical creatures. As long as she knows that I trust you, that's all she needs." I explained it easily. He relaxed with a nod.
We spent the next couple of minutes in silence. He moved to sit at one of the bar stools while he watched me cook.
It felt nice. Cooking, despite being a chore at the Dursley house, was always a favorite of mine. And having Edward with me, watching me work in my own kitchen, gave me this thrill of normalcy that I couldn't explain.
"What are you thinking?" Edward asked. I turned to him with a smile.
"How much I love cooking in my own kitchen." I said, leaving out the part about him watching me.
"It looks very natural on you," he said, causing me to smile wider.
"I learned how to cook very young. So I would hope so." I joked around, pushing the darker thoughts that came when I thought of the Dursley's away.
It also made me think of my mind shields. I hadn't let them down yet. I knew I loved Edward, that was no question. But the Dursley's are such a dark and scary part of my past that I wasn't ready to reveal. So much had happened to me in my life and I didn't want it to come to a point where it was too much on him. I know he would never leave me over my past. But I needed to introduce him to more of what I had already mentioned before adding in new things.
"I hope you know that I do want you to be able to hear my thoughts one day. There's still so much of my past that I'm working through. Things I haven't told you. I don't doubt that you can handle it, handle me. But I've never held complete and open trust with someone. I'm trying to get there, I promise." I said, turning to him serious.
He stared at me for a moment and suddenly I was afraid of his response.
"I would never want to push you into something you aren't ready for. While I would give anything to hear your thoughts, I will cherish every moment after you are ready." he said.
I looked down to hide the watery smile his words caused.
"You're crying?" He said, alarmed, and before I knew it, he was next to me, cradling my face in his.
"I'm not sad. I've had so much darkness in my life. I've never been in a relationship before. I've...I've never even kissed a boy before and to have you...so understanding and accepting of everything. It's amazing." I admitted, blushing when I revealed I had never kissed anyone before him.
"I never thought I would find my mate. You have easily become the most important person in my life. I am blessed to have you and your understanding and kindness and acceptance and love. And I can't tell you what it does to me, knowing I was your first kiss." He said.
He further accentuated his point by kissing me again. Softly and innocently. Like we really were just normal teenagers and not a vampire and a disabled witch with a kill list longer than the arm she lost.
A knock at the door broke the moment. Edward growled against my lips making me giggle and push him away playfully.
Opening the door revealed Charlie at my stoop.
"Hey Charlie!" I greeted kindly.
"Hey Dahlia. You doing ok? Came to check in on you when I found out about school yesterday." he said, crossing his arms. I blushed and looked down.
"Yeah. Not one of my best moments." I admitted.
"Dahlia I'm not blaming you. Could you have responded better? Probably. But you're a teenager. I remember what I was like back then and I didn't have half the stuff you got going on." Charlie explained.
It made me smile. Charlie always gets it.
"Thanks Charlie. I hope you know I'm not skipping school. Principal Figgins gave me the day off." I said hastily.
"I figured as much. Your friend lurking in the background I doubt got the same leeway though." Charlie said with a raised eyebrow.
Edward, don't you hide?
I turned and saw he was watching me from my stairwell looking all amused.
"Yeah. Yesterday just really did something to me. Edward wanted to stick with me today so his dad was kind enough to call him in sick. Are we going to get in trouble?" I asked, amping up my doe eyes at Charlie.
Again. Always works. He released a sigh and looked at me amused.
"No you're not in trouble. Just as long as this isn't a recurring issue." he said, throwing his voice back so Edward would hear it. Not that he wouldn't have heard it if Charlie whispered.
"Trust me Charlie. I'll make Edward behave." I said, ignoring the chuckle I could hear from behind me. Charlie laughed too.
"Alright I got to get back to work. But let me know if you need anything ok?" Charlie asked.
"I will. Promise." I said as he waved and walked back to his car.
I closed the door and locked it only to jump as I turned to see Edward right behind me. I slapped his chest playfully and went back to my finished omelette.
I quickly ate it and washed the dish quickly as I hated doing a large amount of dishes. Unless I was baking.
Edward came from behind and wrapped his arms around me, turning his face into my neck and seeming to softly inhale my scent.
"What is my scent anyway? I'm curious." I asked after a moment of quiet. I felt his lips smile against my neck.
"It's like..the smell of a bonfire… but mixed with vanilla and cedar. Warms you from the inside." he muttered into my ear.
"Sap." I teased although we both could tell the words affected me.
A thought came into my head.
"How do you feel about exploring?"
Soon enough I had the two of us walking through the woods, a black crossbody on, and a plan in mind. I had told him I wanted to show him something about magic and I needed a big open space to do it.
"The place we're going is where my family likes to play baseball," he had explained.
"Baseball playing vampires. Ginny's gonna die." I had to tease.
When we arrived, the field had proven Edward right. It was just perfect for what I wanted to show him.
"Stand back! And prepare to be amazed!" I shouted, acting very showmanlike. It got him laughing and he took a few exaggerated steps back.
I opened the bag and took out the miniaturized version of my broom and held it out in my hand, looking at him expectantly.
"That's it?" he asked, a little confused. Got him.
With a pulse of magic, the broom grew to its original size in my hand. The grain of the wood felt good in my hand again. It made his eyes go wide and his jaw dropped.
"That...Why do...Brooms shouldn't look that cool" he said after a moment, making me laugh.
"Because love, this is a racing broom. It's my Firebolt. It's what I used for Quidditch matches and it's the fastest broom ever made." I said proudly.
I swung my legs over it and prepped to take off.
"Want to see some real speed?" I asked, excitement running through me at the chance to fly again. I hadn't flown since the battle but I felt ready.
Before he could even answer I pushed off and took off into the sky. I let out a 'Whoop!' as I felt the wind go by. Every part of me relished being in the sky. I did a few turns, not too high, to get myself used to it again. My left hand prosthetic felt alien against the broom but I knew it would take some getting used to. For just a few moments, I let both hands go, letting them spread out in the air as I took the moment to feel the wind around me. I felt a little more like the old me at that moment. At least the good parts.
Dahlia Potter has caught the snitch! Gryffindor wins!
I zipped back and forth before a wicked idea came to mind. I took off high into the sky before quickly shooting down to the ground below. Edward looked absolutely terrified and ready to run and catch me when just ten feet below the ground I pulled up and safely hovered in the air.
He looked at me wholly unamused.
"Cool right?" I said with a smirk, knowing exactly what I did.
I lowered to a hover at eye level with him before he had me in his grasp again. One hand was cupping my neck while the other was wrapped hard around my waist, my left hand holding tight to the broom to stay balanced. My right was buried in his hair as our lips pressed against each other.
It was like the kiss from last night only there was a sense of desperation to him. Maybe doing that move without telling him how often I practiced it before wasn't the best idea. Incredible results though.
When he pulled away I was practically gasping for breath.
"Please. For my sanity. Don't do that again." he begged. I nodded thoroughly chastised.
"I do have to admit. That was amazing. And very fast." he said with a little more light hearted making me grin.
"I missed flying." I admitted.
"You'll have to show Emmett. He's gonna go nuts." Edward said, making me laugh.
Just as we were about to kiss again alarm bells went off in my head, making me freeze.
"Dahlia? what's wrong?"
I could barely hear him though. I had redone my wards after Hermione had shown up to school. Not only was there no apparition allowed on the property, no magic outside of who I had given permission to could be performed. And my wards were telling me someone just broke my window.
"Someone's breaking into my house." I whispered, eyes going wide.
Edward's went black.
"I need to do something. I need to apparate. Before anyone goes digging around and finds my things'' I said panicked. I got off the broom and quickly shrunk it down to go back in my bag.
Ron would have only broken in to try and surprise me. If it had been Hermione, she would be looking for things. And I couldn't let her get to my bedroom.
"Apparate?" he asked, confused.
"Hold on" I said, grabbing his arm and apparating just outside my property line in the backyard. I didn't give a damn if anyone saw, protecting the artifacts in my house were more important than the statute of secrecy.
The apparition threw Edward off his equilibrium for a second but I was already racing to my house. My magic made the door slam open and immediately I was heading to my bedroom.
Merlin the door was open.
Bursting in I saw-
"Hermione don't!" I shouted, holding my hand out at her. She was there, holding the Elder Wand in her hands.
Fucking shit. She pointed the thing at me with this crazed desperate look in her eyes.
"Don't take another step closer." she warned. I held both of my hands up, playing defensive at this moment.
"Hermione, think about what you're doing. The wand won't work for you, not fully."
"It'll work enough!" she shouted. I threw out my magic to sense if there was anyone else in my house or property line. Thankfully, it seems Hermione was stupid enough to come alone. And Edward was right outside my window. Wordlessly, I unlocked it.
"To do what Hermione? What could you possibly need the Elder Wand for?" I asked, looking at her desperately.
Where was my friend? Where was the girl who was ready to do anything to protect the ones she loved? The one ready to defend until the end? She was the strongest out of us and it was like she fell the hardest.
"This. Is the unbeatable wand! It can do anything! And even if I'm not its Master, I bet I can do a powerful enough Imperious to bring you home." she said, waving it at me.
My blood went absolutely cold.
"You know I can throw off an Imperious. Not even Voldemort could hold me. What makes you think you can?" I asked.
"Maybe because Ron's paying a visit to your little Muggle friends at school. Wouldn't want anything to happen to them would you?" she sneered.
I think my heart stopped. Instantly, Edward was through the window and had Hermione pinned to the floor. I grabbed the wand out of her hand as she screamed and thrashed around. To no avail.
"Edward" I whispered, scared of what Ron could be doing. They were trying to attack innocent people. Use innocent people to manipulate me.
It was like Dumbledore all over again.
"Go," he said, confident in me.
"Find her wand," I said before stealing my resolve, vanishing the Elder Wand into the locked wardrobe for now. I raced out of the house and as soon as I was over the property line apparated to the school.
Merlin, it was lunch. They were all in the cafeteria.
I had to protect them.
Muttering under my breath I cast wards over the very school itself. I didn't have time to make myself immune to the ward, so now no one could commit magic once inside. But that meant Ron couldn't use magic. Thankfully, the freezing charm held on my arm.
I ran to the cafeteria and outside could see everyone happy and laughing. I burst through the glass doors, desperately looking for any sign of Ron. I must have beat him here.
"Dahlia!" Jessica called, in shock. I raced over to them.
And then noticed something horrible. Mike wasn't there.
"Where's Mike?" I asked desperately, fear coursing through my veins. Hermione was willing to Imperius me, who knows what Ron was willing to do.
"Mike? He had to stay after class because he fell asleep in the middle of Ms Goldberg's lecture. Dahlia what are you doing here?" Jessica asked, confused.
He was in the halls. What if Ron was in the halls?
"Dahlia you're arm." Angelica whispered.
It was only then I noticed the cafeteria was watching me. And my arm was on full display. Can't think about that now.
"Ron's here. He's at school. Hermione broke into my house. They've gone mad. He's trying to find you guys and hurt you. We need to find Mike!" I said, shaking and beginning to cry. My friends looked equally as horrified.
"Call 911." Tyler said to Lauren. "Get your damn phone out and call 911!" he said desperately and the usually confident girl looked just as shaken.
"I need to find Mike," I said, about to turn and run through the halls.
But then Ron found us. And he had a knife to Mike's throat.
I was frozen still as my former friend sauntered in, holding Mike against him and a long knife at the poor boy's throat. Mike looked absolutely terrified and there was a wound on his head. The whole cafeteria went silent.
I was absolutely terrified. Ron looked like a complete psychopath.
"Ron...Ron what the hell are you doing?" I whispered although it felt like I was shouting. I couldn't even register where the Cullens were at this point.
"Well looky here. The Chosen One has graced us with her presence" Ron sneered. He dragged Mike further into the room.
"Oh my god" I heard Jessica mutter but someone must have shushed her.
"D" Mike whimpered.
"Shut up! You don't get to talk" Ron almost growled at him.
"Ron...What are you doing? What does any of this accomplish?" I said, bringing his focus back to me.
"I told you. I told you Dahlia. You needed to come home! You aren't finished with us. We need you there. I need you there!" he was screaming.
"Ron, I didn't leave England to abandon you. I couldn't breathe there. I needed some place I could live and breathe and just for one second have time to process what utter hell the past few years have been. I needed to heal, I'm still healing" I was explaining, desperately, even holding my arm up to emphasize.
"You could have done that at home! I'm nothing without you." he said, jerking around, dragging Mike along with him.
"Nothing without me? Ron, what are you talking about? You have your family! You have Hermione! What difference did it make if I was there or not?" I asked.
"You are the Woman Who Won! You were supposed to be there to lead us into a new era! You are supposed to be with me, by my side, like a good friend should!" he screamed. Poor Mike was being dragged around in Ron's arms, looking scared out of his mind.
"Not all of life is about you Ron. Not everyone can cater to your needs. Fuck, what about mine? I lost all the family I had left! I lost my fucking arm!" I screamed back at him.
"This isn't how you are supposed to treat us Dahlia! You don't treat your friends like this." he snapped. Merlin the knife almost went into Mike's neck.
"This! This isn't how friends treat each other, Ron. Where's the Ron who sat with me on the train? Who believed in me when no one else did? Who pried the bars off my windows to get me to school? Who was ready to face down death with me to save even one life? Look around Ron!" I pleaded with him.
"These are kids! And they're scared. They're scared of you Ron!" I was screaming.
"I hope I'm scaring them! I hope I am scaring you!" he shouted right back.
Where was my friend?
"You died with Fred." I said, not realizing he would get angry.
"Don't. Ever say my brother's name. You don't deserve to" he said, pointing the knife away from Mike and at me.
Wait a minute.
"Why? Why can't I Ron? Because he's dead? Because I'm the reason he's dead? Is that it? You're so angry at me and you don't realize every time I close my eyes I see every face who died that day. You don't even realize I know that every single death is my fault!" I was screaming, egging him on and getting closer to him. Was I crying?
"Say it" I spat at him, glaring. "Say it! I'm the reason Fred is dead! You want to hurt somebody, hurt me! You died with Fred and took Hermione with you!"
That did it. With an animalistic roar he pushed Mike to the floor and tackled me to the ground. I was ready. I ignored the pang that went through my head when it connected with the ground and with my left arm I was able to hold the knife off of me long enough to slam my right fist against his nose. A sickening crack went through the air and he dropped the knife to get to his nose. It allowed me to push him off of me and kick the knife across the floor.
"Bitch!" he shouted. He was up so fast I barely had time to dodge the punch he threw my way. It allowed me to sweep his legs out from under him and he fell with a mighty crash. I tried looking to where the Cullens were but it allowed Ron to grab my leg and get me on the ground with him. He was trying to get on top of me, hands going for my throat, but I was able to scrunch my leg up enough to kick him off of me. I staggered up only for my eyes to focus on a skateboard lying next to a terrified teenager's feet. I got a grip on the skateboard with my right hand and swung.
It landed directly and Ron's head swung right along with it. Without even thinking, as his head turned back to me and his eyes were filled with rage I managed to grab it with both hands this time and swung again. This time he finally fell to the floor unconscious. The skateboard did not survive and I dropped the broken pieces, panting.
The room suddenly exploded with noise but I couldn't hear it with the roaring in my ears. My vision was replacing Ron's unconscious body with the very dead body of Fred. The eruption of noise was like the screams I heard around me in the heat of battle.
My legs collapsed from under me as I just stared numbly at my friend.
He was my friend.
Ron was my friend.
Hermione was my friend.
They were my friends.
He was their friend!
He would have died! Died rather than betray his friends!
You know if you want to come stay with me you can. Once this is all over...
Cedric please!
Kill the spare
You really must stop telling lies Miss Potter
Daffy Dahlia coming through, clear the way!
Sirius!
You wouldn't know how it feels! Your parents are dead
Honestly Dahlia it's selfish thinking that got us into this mess in the first place.
Let's finish this how we started Tom. Together!
Take it.
Dahlia Potter is dead!
Nice one James!
What are you gonna do, Snivellus?
You are so strong Dahlia. And mommy is so sorry. Mommy and daddy love you so much.
Please not Dahlia! Kill me! Don't kill Dahlia! Not my baby! Dahlia!
The sound of my mother screaming was broken when cold hands were once again on my face. Looking up I saw the concerned face of Rosalie looking down at me
I couldn't stop the tears if I tried.
"Help me" I gasped out. My body started shaking and my breath was heaving out of my chest.
"Help me" I repeated, only registering that now Rosalie was sitting on the ground next to me holding me tightly to her chest.
I could hear her softly shushing me but I was just sobbing.
Wait Mike. I have to check on Mike. Where was Mike?
"D. D I'm right here" I heard his voice say to me. I had said that out loud. I looked up and saw the boy kneeling down next to us, teary-eyed and shaken. But relatively unharmed. The blood was oozing slowly from the wound on his head but he would be fine.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I ruin everything. Everything I touch gets ruined or destroyed and I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't have left. I shouldn't have come. I've ruined everything. I'm so sorry. Mike I'm so sorry-"
"Dahlia. Dahlia. Shh." Rosalie cut my tearful rambling off, rocking me back and forth. Stroking my hair like a mother which only made me sob harder.
"D. It's ok. I promise. I'm ok" Mike tried to reassure before Emmett helped him up and away.
"She knows man. She's just going through it." Emmett said. I vaguely saw Mike nod and run to our friend group who hugged him desperately.
"I ruined everything" I repeated shakily. Emotions and thoughts and feelings I hadn't felt since I woke up without my arm resurfacing and not letting their hold of me go.
"Stop that now. You certainly didn't ruin anything. And neither did Ron and Hermione. Everyone here cares about you so much. Jasper and Alice ran to help Edward at your house. The police are on their way. You didn't ruin anything. You saved these kids Dahlia. You protected them just like you did back home. And no one got hurt, ok?" Rosalie comforted me.
Students were filling out of the room now. Teachers were shouting about collecting in the parking lot. Emmett and Rosalie didn't move though so neither did I.
"Your voice is nice." I mumbled, slowly calming down as her voice and the coldness of her body seeped into my own.
"Thank you Dahlia. I think your voice is nice too." Rosalie said kindly, stroking my hair some more.
"Is Edward coming?" I asked morosely, wanting my mate.
I want Edward. I want my mate.
"He wants to be Dahlia. But his rage is probably over taking him. Alice will probably make him feed before coming to meet us at the hospital." she explained softly.
"I want Edward." I said miserably, leaning more into her.
"I know you do. He'll get here as soon as he can. I promise." Rosalie said, still rocking me back and forth. I nodded and stayed where I was.
"I think I hit my head," I murmured. Sudden waves of dizziness passed through me as the adrenaline started to wear off.
"Well I doubt Chief Swan will let you leave without going to the hospital. Carlisle will look after you and Edward will meet us there. Your mate will be with you soon." Rosalie said.
"This is the most you've spoken to me" I said, laughing emptily.
"I know. I'm protective of my family. But you are family too ok?" she said, making me look at her.
I nodded shakily and sniffed loud to stop the snot wanting to leave my nose.
"I hear the sirens coming. Man Dahlia you are a fucking firecracker." Emmett said, trying to be lighthearted. And it worked.
I could tell they were trying to distract me from Ron's body lying there.
"I didn't kill him did I?" I asked, suddenly scared.
"Nah. You just knocked him out for a good long while." Emmett reassured.
"Good. I don't want anyone else dying because of me."
I saw Charlie and a few other officers race up to the cafeteria. With last minute thinking I crawled to Ron and dug his wand out of his pocket before looking at Rosalie.
"Put it in your purse." I muttered, and she shoved it in and pulled me close just as the officers came in and surveyed the scene.
"She already got it covered." Emmett joked, allowing the other officer to surround and handcuff Ron.
Charlie immediately knelt down next to me and Rosalie.
"Dahlia I saw you this morning!" he exclaimed, stressed probably beyond belief.
Before we could say anything he pulled me from Rosalie and hugged me tightly. I don't even think he planned it because we both tensed up before relaxing.
"He was going to hurt Mike." I whimpered, tears filling my vision again.
"You stopped it Dahlia. Edward was at your house when officers came to get Hermione. Ms Anderson came through again. Better than any security system I know. We got them both Dahlia. I'm not letting them get away again." Charlie took over soothing. I nodded and wiped my face with my jersey.
"Did you get hurt?" Charlie asked.
"That scum tackled her in the fight and her head hit the floor." Rosalie 'helpfully' said.
"You know what that means then" Charlie said, knowing I would dread it.
"Hospital" I muttered, taking his offered hands to get up. I staggered a bit, but was relatively ok.
"I know kiddo but it's-" "Just procedure" I finished for him.
It took three officers to carry/drag Ron's body out the door. Emmett started helping along the way. Rosalie and Charlie were on either side of me as we exited the school.
Edward must not have listened to Alice. Because he was there along with the rest of the school in the parking lot and his eyes were pitch black.
And he looked absolutely terrified.
Without thinking, I ran from Charlie and Rosalie, ignoring the dizziness, and didn't stop til I was in his arms. His arms wrapped around me tight and mine were around his neck. I had jumped onto him so my legs had wrapped around him but he fully supported my weight. I could feel myself shaking in his arms and he buried his face into my neck again. He was inhaling my scent as if it calmed him which was very likely. He squeezed me so tight that it was almost painful but I didn't care.
"Don't let me go" I begged, trying to suppress more tears from coming.
"I won't." he said, not letting go in the slightest, but mindful of his strength compared to me.
"Please tell me you got her wand?" I begged.
He nodded his head and a sigh of relief went through me. Without their wands they were powerless. They couldn't do wandless magic like me.
It was gonna be over soon.
"Dahlia," Mike's voice said from behind me. Edward released me gently to the ground and I turned wide-eyed to see Mike and the rest of my friend group looking at me.
"Mike I-" I tried to apologize, but he cut me off by pulling me into a hug. He was shaking too. I felt the whole group come into the hug. Jessica, Angela, Eric, Tyler, and even Lauren.
"You saved me" he whispered, trying not to cry. I gave his back a soothing rub.
"Well it helps that all of you saved me first." I said truthfully.
"Hey kids. We need to get Dahlia and Mike to the hospital ok? They need to get checked out." Charlie said, breaking us apart.
"Um...I know you don't like hospitals. But could you come with me in the ambulance?" Mike asked, looking like a kicked puppy. I turned to Edward who nodded.
"I'll meet you there," he said, walking over and placing a soft kiss on my forehead. I think Jessica gasped but we didn't take notice.
Mike and I were put into the ambulance and it quickly took off for Forks Hospital.
"Mike. What happened in the hall?" I asked the boy softly. He took a moment to respond.
"I was walking to lunch. And he shouted some gibberish at me from behind my back. When I turned around he was holding this weird stick. And like I was ready to punch him but the next thing I know he's swinging at me and he's got the knife. And he's going through the hall muttering about you and saying all these awful things and calling you all these awful names and how he was "gonna show you." Mike explained before he got too emotional remembering it all.
I reached out and took his hand in mine from across the ambulance.
"You don't need to hold in tears Mike. You just went through a traumatic experience. We all did. I still live with a lot of my trauma, I'm working through it all. We're gonna go to the hospital. they'll say you are all good and you'll go home and to your parents ok? And if they hug you a little tighter or worry about you more often you just gotta let them ok? Because they are probably just as scared as you. And your mom...your mom is going to make you all your favorite foods and your dad's gonna close the shop for the weekend because there is nothing in life he wants more than to spend time with his son. And the gang is going to text you and call you and check in on you because they love you too ok. We all love you." I rambled on, especially when he broke down and cried. I was the soother now as we rode with the sirens blaring.
"I promise Mike. It's over. Ron and Hermione will never bother me or anyone else again. They are going to jail and will be a distant memory." I continued to reassure.
"I need to know Mike. Do you remember the gibberish? What did it sound like?" I asked, needing to know. Ron must have tried to cast a curse right before I put the wards up.
"It was like...like Cruco or Rufio or something."
Crucio
Ron was about to use the Cruciatus Curse on a Muggle. I couldn't say anything, too caught up in the rage that was now filling me. So I only continued to hold Mike's hand until we got to the hospital.
I was ushered away into a private room where Edward was already waiting for me. The other Cullen siblings were waiting in the hallway, Rosalie passing me Ron's wand as I was put in the room. I sat on the bed, stone faced, and I knew Edward was concerned. He slowly approached me before placing a hand on my cheek.
"Dahlia. Sweetheart look at me" he whispered, turning my head to him.
"Crucio. That's the spell Ron was gonna cast on Mike. Crucio. It's a spell you can only do with hate in your heart. It causes...unimaginable and mind numbing pain. Pain that when held long enough can make you go mad" I whispered, the rage seeping into my tone. I thought of the Longbottoms.
"Imperio. That's the spell Hermione was going to cast on me. It...It completely takes over the person you cast on. They become your puppet and do whatever you make them do." I continued, thinking of Victor.. Edward froze in place.
"Along with the Killing Curse, those three are considered Unforgivable in the eyes of Magical Society. And they were ready to use them, without hesitation. I saved their lives, I saved the lives of the whole world and they can't let me ever stop. They won't let me stop being the Saviour. They don't want just Dahlia anymore " I said.
"I'm not enough. I'm never enough. They promised they would never abandon me, but is this any better? Being their little puppet? Doing whatever they say so long as it makes them happy. When will I be happy?"
I took out their wands and stared down at them. I remembered all the wonderful memories I shared with Ron and Hermione, but the harsh and unpleasant memories of the past year kept overtaking me.
With a deep breath I took the wands in my hands and snapped them. I felt the magic release and the wands become nothing more than broken sticks. I let the pieces fall to the floor and I didn't realize I had started crying again until Edward wrapped me in his arms, whispering softly into my ear.
I lost my Ron and Hermione today.