A/N- Harry isn't mine yadda yadda blah blah blah
I had pretty much given up on this story and for that matter ever writing again but I got a really nice review and I remembered how mad I was when stories I liked were never finished. So I am going to try to remember what my original story line was. Oh, well here goes
What have you been doing lately?
Your life could use improving greatly
I just wanted to know what's going on
'Cause everything that goes is going wrong.
They rushed Rory to St. Mungo's hospital. Harry, Hermione and Ron had tried keeping a constant vigil over her but they were all lacking sleep. They spent two days in the hospital but on the third, they decided to spend the night in a nearby wizard's hotel.
Rory awoke to find that she was alone. She had also been given a potion equivalent to that of Morphine. She saw she was alone but for once, she didn't care. In her tipsiness, she decided to go for a walk. She hugged the wall in order to stand up straight and slowly walked down the hallway. She reached a great room full of files. Feeling the full brunt of the potion, she broke into mad giggles. She held up her hand and shot burst of random magic everywhere. One file burst open and a piece of paper fell to the floor
Name: Jillian Aurora Age: 1 month today's Date: October 3 1987 Date of Birth: September 3 1987 Parents: Aubrielle Harris and Peter Pettigrew Siblings: John Oliver Age of siblings: 4 years old Sibling D.O.B: January 8 1983
Godparents: Remus Lupin and Arabella Figg Company of adoption: Fallen star social services
Aurora could hardly believe what she saw. Firstly, Oliver really was her brother? Secondly, Peter Pettigrew was her father? Harry, Hermione and Ron had told her of his treachery although she hadn't been paying full attention at the time. The drugs in combination with the stress were getting to her. Just then a nurse passed by.
"What are you doing here?" she asked. Rory found she couldn't make her mouth work.
"Mmmmm…," Rory mumbled.
"Let's get you back to you room," she cut in. She called for another nurse and together the nurses carried her to her room.
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Aubrielle awoke on the weekend.
"Remus!" She choked out. Remus and Sirius came running. "Remus, I need to tell you something," she said softly.
"Wait until you're better sweetheart." He said calmly.
"I don't have much time." She said.
"Aubry you will be alright. There's no need to use such clichéd lines." Sirius said.
"I'm serious." ((no pun intended))
"What is it Aubry?" Remus coaxed.
"My children are yours Remus. They're yours." She sighed softly and closed her eyes.
"I love you," Remus said. He knew it was too late. Sirius buried one of his best friends that day. Remus buried his true love.
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Rory woke up the next day. Ron, Harry and Hermione were by her side.
"Feel better?" Harry asked. Rory nodded and smiled.
As they talked, a nurse came in.
"Hello, you must be Aurora's little friends," She said as she pinched Ron's cheek. "She won't be able to talk for a few days because one of the nurses overdosed her potion a few nights ago. She can go back to school soon though."
Ron , Harry and Hermione sat around for a while but eventually Rory fell asleep.
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Rory sat up. She was in a dark room. She reached out and touched the wall to find that her hand flowed through it freely. She felt sort of funny, almost like the morphine episode but less happy. She walked through the wall to another room. It was dark except for a small pool of light in the center of the room. A moment later, the door opened. Two men were dragging in what looked like a convict. He turned up his head and Rory saw that it was Oliver. His eyes seemed empty and vacant and it scared Rory nearly to death. She tried to look away but something kept her eyes glued to the scene.
"We have told you before. Your sister is dead. Tell us where to find the evenstar and we will let you go." One of the cloaked voices boomed. Oliver looked heartbroken. His eyes brimmed with tears and for the first time in her life, Rory watched Oliver cry. HE was crying for her. His sister. All he had left.
"Oliver! Oliver! I'm here I'm alive Oliver please." She shouted.
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Rory woke up gasping and shaking. Harry was immediately by her side. He had softly shaken her awake. Her eyebrow was furrowed. Rory was in thought. She looked out the window totally distracted.
"Hey," He said, "You haven't eaten in three days. You need to eat something." Rory rolled her eyes. "I can't help it. I was given strict instructions to make you eat."
"By who?" Rory hissed and then smiled. Her voice was coming back slowly but all she could manage now was a whisper. Just then, Hermione burst through the door.
"I'm back," she declared, then noticing Rory was awake she added, "Glad to see your up. Eat this." She handed her a piece of chocolate. Rory stuck out her tongue. She hated chocolate. Hermione turned around, and Ron smiled and reached in his bag. He handed her a present. She smiled and leaned up to kiss him on the cheek. Ron chuckled and blushed slightly, shaking his head. She opened the box.
"It's from Harry and I," Ron added as an afterthought. Inside was a care package of her favorite things: fizzy whizbangs, a full liter of Pepsi (and a lemon to go in it), and the best part a box of crackers and a can of cheez whiz. "What is that stuff?" Ron asked examining the Pepsi and processed cheese. "Thanks a billion Harry." Knowing full well that Harry was the only one who would know what cheez whiz and Pepsi were.
"CHEEZ WHIZ?!?! SHE HASN'T EATEN IN 3 DAYS AND YOU GIVE HER CHEEZ WHIZ?" Hermione nearly fainted.
Yeah I know cheesy (no pun intended) I will try better next time.