" Cara!" the two boys cried.
" G-get * Cough*a-away, Potter, Weasl*cough cough chough*ey" I gasped.
My head drooped down to the floor, where I was comfortably (yah rite) laying. I couldn't focus any more. I closed my eyes and clasped on to the last bit of consciousness I had left. I held my beautiful necklace and began to say the incantation I stumbled over the words, and I was interrupted by-
" Oh my God, Harry, we have to get her to the hospital wing!" I felt strong arms pick me up as I was rushed down the halls. No... I need to finish the invocation…
" Potty, Weasel, why the rush?" Draco's voice drifted to my ears. I moaned in pain. A tear fell down my face. The arrogance in his voice drained away as soon as he realized that they were carrying me. " Cara! What did you do to her, I swear I'll kill you both!"
" We. Found. Her. Like. this, you. git! We're. Taking. Her. To. The infirmary." One of them puffed as he ran with me. We went through some doors.
" Let me take her." Draco said
" No Way, God knows what you'll do to her."
" Potter, she's my friend-"
" Bull you have no friends, Malfoy, only minions" their bickering stopped as we passed through swinging doors.
" Good Lord! Bring her here Potter! Then you can all go."
" No, I'm staying" the three stated as I was lain down on a soft cot. Even though I was barely awake, I still cold tell what was going on. " As you wish. Bring me that vile, Mr. Weasley. Thank you." I clasped on to my necklace and didn't even get the first word out. I sputtered as some wicked tasting liquid was poured down my throat. More tears fell. That's when I lost all consciousness.
"CARA! POTTER WEASLEY! WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?! I'LL HAVE YOU EXPELLED FOR THIS!" an enraged voice screamed. I felt a swish of air as the man ran to me. My eyes opened up. I was in a white room. My eyes focused. I let out a cry of surprise. 6 faces were staring at me. There were three boys. One had glasses and black hair, one had red hair and freckles, and the last had silver eyes and platinum blond hair. Three adults were there too. One had on a nurse's gown, one was old and wizened, with a long white beard and hair, and the last one had slick black hair and a hawk-like nose. He looked so familiar….
" Do I know you?" I asked the black-haired man. His eyes widened.
" It's me, Severus. You-your brother." He said, clearly astounded that I didn't know who he was.
My attention was momentarily
positioned on the boys because one of them- the red haired one- fainted.
" Oh dear…" said the nurse as she
pointed a stick at the boy and made him.. FLOAT?!
" AHH!" I squealed and fell off of the bed.
" Are you ok? What happened? What's wrong?" the man called Severus asked.
" She –she made him f-f-float! That's what's wrong!" I cried as I pointed wildly at the nurse, perplexed why they didn't find that freaky.
" It's magic… what's wrong with that…" the boy with glasses said
" Potter, you idiot, she's lost her memory! By the way, I'm Draco." the blond one said
"Hello! Would you mind telling me what the hell is going on?"
Severus slowly pointed at his robes, right below his neckline and looked at me, as for nobody else to see. Ok! I've come to a conclusion! EVERYBODY HERE IS FRIGGIN NUTS! The old man stepped in and told me that I was a witch and that I lost my memory, and that the Severus guy would make a potion to bring it back. As he said that he too pointed distinctly at his neckline as the other man did to when nobody was looking. Severus ran out of the room mumbling about killing Potter and Weasley and ingredients.
" OOOOOOOOOOOOKKKKKKKKKKKKK…. Even though this is crazy, I kinda remember the wands and stuff. Ugh. But every time I think about it my head hurts. This is so weird it's like, I remember, but I don't. It's all blurry or totally alien…but as crazy as this sounds… I believe you, I got nothing else to go on…"
The nurse ushered everyone aside and put up a screen around my bed as she examined me again.
" Deary, look at all of these bruises, I can tell you got some last night, but what are all these old ones from?"
" I don't know? What happened last night?"
" Only you know, as weird as it may seem. As soon as your brother finishes that potion, we'll all know."
Soon she finished her exam and took down the curtains
" You three- er- two, seeing as Mr. Weasley has yet to recover, can visit with her" she said to the boys, the old man had already left.
" Er okay…um hi im Harry Potter." Draco glared at him. I decided to be upbeat, for some reason, these boys made me feel safe.
" Hi Harry, im… uh…. Crap .who am I…?" Draco reached down my shirt, just a little barely below the neckline. Harry drew his wand and pointed it at Draco.
" Don't touch her, you pervert!"
Draco slowly took his hand out. My eyes were wide as plates, not at what he just did, but at what he was holding.
" The necklace. " I whispered. He was holding part of my necklace. It was a phoenix-shaped ruby, my birthstone. I don't know how I new, but I did. So that's why the men kept pointing at their necks! The necklace! Yes this will help me. Wait, how do I know it will? Oh, well! I just do!
" You can put your wand away, Potter." He said as he reached around his neck and unclasped his own necklace, a dragon shaped emerald, his birthstone. They were both on golden chains. Both shapes had thin gold lines tracing around them showing every detail perfectly. He put his back on. I took his hand in mine.
I whispered something in a different language, I didn't know what I was saying, but I was sure it was in Latin. " O Procreatrix Phoenix curo tuus prole!" The bird stared to glow, and lift up until it was level with my forehead. It let out a beautiful song and I began to levitate into the air, my hair and robes billowing behind me in an unknown wind. I opened my eyes and watched the bird flap its wing slowly as if it were in flight. Golden light shone through my eyes and a warm tingling feeling swished over me. (A/n: think of the movie, Atlantis, were the girl floats in the air.) The phoenix was flapping its wings so fast it became a crimson and golden blur. The gold light around me got brighter and brighter as I chanted the words, over and over, louder and louder. A pink mist rose around me and I sang, I sang with the phoenix, I sang it's language, its beauty. Slowly the mist faded, the song ended, my necklace dropped and I sank back down into my cot, smiling at Draco.
" Welcome back." he chuckled.
" Oh shut up." I retorted.
" What… was … that…" a familiar voice said. I whipped around grabbed his wrist and held it in a death grip so he couldn't get away.
" You didn't stun him?" it was a statement more than a question. I pronounced every syllable clearly as if I was talking to a child. " Draco, you idiot! " I shouted. I turned to face Potter; surprisingly he wasn't struggling against my grip. " How much did you see?" my voice shook, ever so slightly. To my horror, he answered with the three words I feared, and I don't fear many things.
"All of it."