Nell, Dragon and Rusko sat in Dragon's enormous room at Malfoy Manor. The place was decorated mostly with the normal objects that built a tomboy's room, posters from quidditch people, a really large wardrobe full of wide pants and camouflage clothes, and very few pans and one dress for special occasions. Over the shelves were mainly items related to the marihuana and epic creatures like dragons, and there were many books of which Nell had read less than half, most of them related to the times when warriors roamed the earth and dragons allied to fight against the forces of Evil. Nell however tried not to touch any thing located inside the room, the last time she had picked up a book to look at it the whole shelf had oppened to reveal apassageway. Unfortunately for her, Naura, the female griffin, and Dragon's pet, had been inside and, upon seeing her master's friend, she had rushed to greet her like any dog would, a dog over 100 kg that is.

Dragon smiled laying on the bed, a wolfish grin spread across the delicate, rosy lips as her hand caressed the griffin's golden head, "so you say you have found a diary with the initials HG?" she commented smiling mischievously. Nell nodded and glanced cautiously around, who knew what might appear from the numerous secret passages inside this room, "er...yeah, looks to be older than the great battle which our parents won, so I presumed it could be great reading it with you, who knows what we might find" Nell said taking a cautious step forward, her eyes glancing nervously at the dozing eagle lion. Dragon stood up abruptly, with the agility of a fox, and walked torwards the two humans, a smile in her lips, "Let me see" she said picking up the diary. She oppened the leathered book quickly and, inmediatly, a flash of bright, white light expanded across the room, engulfing the surprised teenagers in a wave of the purest, and brightest light ever, so bright it seemed like a star had blessed them with the vision of its heart. A terrified scream echoed in the large room before it faded away, vanished with the four creatures that had once been in the manor, a Witch, a Shapeshifter, a Werewolf, and a Royal Griffin.

Dragon oppened the ice grey eyes with a groan, she was sitting on the floor and, although she hadnt felt the force of the impact, she knew it had not been a nice landing. She blinked several times to get rid of the annoying, colorful spots which had decided to dance in front of her gaze, bright, shapeless spirits which flew in front of her gaze in a frantic dance of ecstasy, "oh, come on, still didnt smoke any weed today!" she moaned annoyed, emmiting a deep sigh. A hand was placed over her shoulder and the girl looked up, trying to focus the lost gaze she saw the failiar blurr of a pale boy with jaw length silver hair, "are you all right?" he asked in the sweetest voice Dragon had ever heard. Dragon thought the voice sounded almost like the gentle and melodic howl of a wolf, a young, male wolf praying to the moon...a wolf? Dragon shook her head and focused her eyes, this time paying close attention to the boy's amber eyes, she had known someone with amber eyes, Ariana, or Arie, and she had been a female wolf she had once met. A smiled curved her perfect, rosy lips, as the boy's scent reached her delicate nostrils, it was deffinitely not a human scent, not like Nell's or James', it was similar to Andy's her brother, and he was more werewolf than she was, she still had that half belonging to her mother, that silver fox animagi half, which made her quicker than any wolf, but not as strong. She stood up and groaned feeling her head pumping with a headache, "oh, yeah I'm fine" she answered.

Dragon saw Nell was already standing, her eyes scanned the place with a bewildered expression, "where are we?" she asked glancing at the couple of wolves, one of them, Dragon, ignoring the other's identity. Dragon looked around, for the first time realizing they had ended up in a very busy place, like an enormous room with sofas and counters, crowded with people dressed in white and many, unhealthy looking, men and women, "looks like a hospital" Dragon deduced upon seeing a man with a label that said "Doctor Lawment".

"traffic accident, quick, prepare two surgeons and three units of blood O negative and B positive" roared a man's voice as he raced into the room, pushing a stretcher with a female doctor, pulling through the front. Soon another stretcher followed him, steered by another two doctors and nurses. The stretchers were not empty, the first one carried a frantic man with short, flaming hair and the front spike up, much like James, and intense brown eyes, "where is my brother, where is he?" the man kept screaming like the world would finish. He had an enormous bruise on his chin, and some blood trickled down his forehead, but the worst was the leg, the blanket covering it was stained crimson due to the enormous loss of blood. The second stretcher carried a man with a drowzee expression, and Dragon contained her breath, his face was fine, not bruised at all, but he looked so pale and weak, strands of flaming hair fell over his eyes. He looked at Nell and Dragon and smiled at them, a weak, pale hand raised to say hello, and the man vanished around a corner. Dragon frowned, "do you know him?" she asked feeling rather shocked about it. Nell shook her head in an almost scared expression, but she was more surprised than anything, "he sounds familiar but I've never seen him in my life" she answered scratching her chin.

Suddenly a young woman, no older than 18, rushed past them, her face as pale as the wonded man's skin, her wild, curly hair flowing behind her as she raced past the counter, ignoring the secretary's words, and rushed after the stretchers, "GEORGE!!!" she kept yelling as she vanished. Dragon's eyes were now wide with shock, "er...she looked like you, cept her hair was not red" she commented in a very spaced out expression. Nell nodded, the blood draining from her face to make her look as pale as a natural yogurt. Rusko stared at the corner and rushed after the stretchers as well, "come on, let's go find out what this is" he yelled waving a hand at them and vanishing behind the corner as well. Dragon and Nell shrugged and rushed after him, after the wounded brothers and the nervous woman that looked like Nell.

The three friends sat in the waiting room, their hands placed over their cheeks in a bored expression. They were trying to find out something but they ignored what it was, "Dragon" muffled Nell with a very sleepy voice. "hum?" asked Dragon in the same sleepy voice. Nell sighed deeply, "do you think this is the future? I mean, the girl looked like me, just a little older, and the screaming one looked like James" she commented in a much clearer voice, raising her head to the surgeon. Dragon looked at her now positively interested, "eh? Well, I dont know, sure hope not, anyways James hasnt got a brother" she explained without raising her head from the cupule of her hands. Rusko stared at them curiously, "it's not the future" he explained calmly. Both girls looked at him intrigued about his words, "neither, the present, it's the past, the diary was not a portkey or a portal, it was just a diary" he continued with a calm and solemn look. Nell paled slightly, "but what does that have to do with me?" she asked almost fearing the answer. Rusko lowered his gaze and stood silent for a few seconds, deep in toughts. Finally he looked up to stare at her, "perhaps something, perhaps nothing, I dont know, you did buy a very old house with some rotten furniture in it, but the trunk could very well have been your mother's or father's, your father does have red hair and many brothers" Rusko explained, "although maybe I'm just confused, perhaps it is just the life of someone who lived there" he finished with a deep, almost canine sigh.

The three friends looked up upon seeing the doctor come out, followed by the woman with wild hair, "Miss Granger..." started the doctor, "Helena" corrected the girl with a rather pale face and a saddened look, but t was obvious she was trying to keep her integrity. The doctor nodded and smiled slightly, "we have some good news, thanks to your blood donation Neil has recovered most of the percentage lost and will surive, not without a rather scary scar on his leg where the large piece of shattered glass cut him on the femoral, but he will be able to make a normal living after a few months of recovery" he explained placing his glasses back in place and running a hand over his sweaty forehead. Helena nodded and smiled slightly, happy that one of her accidented friends would survive, but her smile faded quickly upon seeing the shadow spreading over the doctor's sweaty face. She felt a knot forming in her stomach upon sensing the following words, she had been in there, she had seen the pleased smile in the man's face, he could barely feel pain any more. The doctor sighed and looked down, "it's hard to say this but your other friend, George, will not be as lucky, it's summer time and many accidents occur, the suplements of blood are low and...well, not even with blood we could have  found a way to heal his organs. The impact against the glove compartment was similar as if he had fell off a third floor, his lungs are filling with blood, most of his vital organs, excluding the heart, liver, brain and intestine are badly damaged, basicly he is completely destroyed inside. On the long run the vital organts will beging to fail and eventually that will kill him. I'm sorry to say this but his body is shutting down" the doctor explained in a very depressed and silent voice.

Helena paled, and it almost seemed like she would faint any moment now, but somehow she managed to regain her integrity. Dragon and Nell were very shocked about this woman's strength, either she was very strong, or the truth still hadnt sank in, which was most likely. The woman lowered her face and emmited a simple sob that shook her shoulders lightly, "how long?" she asked in a very weak whisper. The doctor placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, "a few hours, a day or two if we are very lucky" he said in a very tired and silent voice. Helena looked up and ran a hand across her cheek to rub off the few salty tears that, silently, streamed down her eyes, "can I see him?" she asked cautiously. The doctor nodded solemnly and proceeded to enter the surgeon before the girl, but he turned around for a brief second "miracles do exist" he stated simply and vanished into the room. He came out minutes after with the whole surgery team and the anesthesized Neil with a bandage over the head, and the leg in the open, showing the ugly, black stitches on a very deep and long gash.

Rusko sighed and stared at the Surgeon's closed door, he could feel the pain and grief very deep into his wolvish heart, all canines were very sensitive to human emotions, almost as if empathic. Dragon and Nell rushed torwards the room in time to see the heartbreaking scene in front of them, "we cant be seen" whispered Rusko upon seeing the two girls attempting to hide behind one of the tables that contained blood stained uranium and steel items for working surgery.

Helena was grabbing George's hand tightly, tears were glittering in her brown eyes, and a weak smile was forced in her lips, "he looks so weak" said Dragon with a saddened look spread across her usually mischievous and cold features. It was indeed like that, George's body lay sprawled on the bed, his red hair fell on the pillow contrasting against it strongly, but the flaming glow had vanished from them as the life was slowly flowing out of him like the gentle fog escaping the crystal swamp in a humid forest. His skin was so pale and cold it could easily blend in with the purest snow, hide in it like the handsome artic fox. But the most stunning part was his eyes, the stunning blue eyes that had once feared the loss of all precious beings around him now reflected so much love for the woman. They glittered like pure stars, and his features reflected so much peace, like it didnt matter any more. Helena reached out to caress her face with a tender and weak hand, "Helena...dont cry Helena, it doesnt matter, I'll be fine" George's voice was so weak, but so beautiful and gentle at the same time, so much feelings, so much care flowed with each note, so much heart that was to be lost. He rubbed away a tear that Helena could not contain any longer, a tear that reflected the deep sorrow that was shattering her heart, "George, I cant imagine a life without you, George, I always thought we would marry, and have a little girl, and a little boy, and get old by your side, and spending summers staring at the sunset...I just can believe it's you here" Helena's voice broke into a million pieces by the deep sorrow that flowed across her body.

George smiled sadly and placed his hand on hers, "Helena, my love, you are young and pretty, you will go on, after all, this is not good bye, it's a see you later" George smiled a little more brighter. Helena shook her head and collapsed over the pale and weak chest, "not without you, not a life without you, I cant imagine where would my dreams go if you are not by my side" Helena didnt contain her tears, they flowed freely down her cheeks and onto George's chest. The weak man placed a hand on her hair and brought her down to him, "who said I will not be by your side? I'll always be with you, no matter what happens Helena" George said with a weak smile on his lips. Helena calmed down slightly but her dull and puffy eyes looked down at the handsome man with sorrow, "but I wont be able to see you, touch you...kiss you" she deduced in a very tired and saddened voice, croacky from all the crying. George nodded weakly and smiled sadly, "I wouldnt have wanted it any other way, I would have preffered having your love for five minutes and dieing than living an eternity without being able to receive your love" he concluded in a poethical way, his voice lowering in strength. Helena couldnt help but smile at that remark, a weak smile but one that lit her face with a brief second of slight happiness. George pulled her down closer until both their lips met in a tender but passionate kiss, a kiss that was weak but burned with the fire of intense love...a good bye kiss. When they pulled back their eyes penetrated each other's eyes, brown and blue, "I love you Helena" George said, his voice weaker than ever, his eyes glinting with the truth of his words, his hand still placed in the woman's hair. Helena smiled sadly, "I love you too, George" she said, her voice breaking into gentle and contained sobs. George closed his eyes, his handsome lips curved in a smile, a contented smile, he had heard what he wanted to, and could leave now in peace.

With that, he exaled a last breath and his hand dropped on the white sheets, where it vanished in it's white purity. Helena looked shocked at it, she ha expected it but not so soon, not so fast. She grabed his hand and squeezed it lightly, "George? GEORGE!!!!" she screamed and rushed outside of the surgeon, "DOCTOR!!! DOCTOR!!!!" she yelled at the top of her lungs, her voice hysterical with the shock of loosing the one she loved, no, there still had to be a way. She rushed inside and caressed the body's cheek tenderly, "the doctor is coming, you'll be fine" Helena repeated, rivers of tears streaming down her cheeks like waterfalls. The doctor came in and oppened the boy's eyelids, pointing the intense light of a tiny flashlight at him: no reaction, no response. He walked to the girl and placed a hand on her shoulder, his face reflecting what words couldnt express. Helena's face transformed from shock to intense sorrow in a second. The girl collapsed over the broken and lifeless body, her hands embracing him tightly, her yes watering with salty tears that stained and moisted the white sheets and touched the pale and cold chest. Helena cried over the deceased body of her loved one,"what did I do to deserve this? Where are you when the innocents need you? Where?" she screamed to the white ceiling. She collapsed once again, crying and muttering "where" ocassionally, in a hushed, muffled whisper. She was not the only one tho, Dragon, Nell and the human wolf, Rusko, all had tears streaming down their cheeks, crystal drops that reflected the sorrow and simpathy expressed torwards a woman and a man of whom they know nothing except this accident.

To Be Continued...

AN: Oh no, It's not finished here, we still have to find out wh those misterious people were. Well, finally we got the containts of the diary out, now what? Well, our kinds must figure out the mistery. Please RR, and dont forget to read the previous chapters of the serie to find out more about this kinds, Night of Changes and Revealisum. Thanks to all who reviewed.