I'm back for the second time in one day! I'm addicted...Oh and the song from the last chapter belongs to..3 doors down and the song is called Away from the sun. That music video is sooo sad, I wanted to cry. :( This song..(below) belongs to Switchfoot (best band ever!!) and is called 'meant to live'. Here's the big 2-0!

Chapter Twenty: The Rescue

Fumbling his confidence
And wondering why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he's bent for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly, fly

We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside

Dreaming about Providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we're bent and broken, broken

We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside

We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life yeah

We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?

Oh, it hurt so bad. I can't even begin to desciribe it. I felt like...I don't know, I was being tortured, because you know...I was.

I heard someone screaming and I clasped my hands over my ears trying to block it out, until I realized the person screaming was me.

My eyes were closed tight as I tried to block out the pain, it wasn't working. I heard numerous other screams, but not out of pain, out of fear and they weren't coming from me. I knew Anais was watching me, I couldn't tell where she was but I knew she was trying to make Voldemort stop.

I just wanted the pain to end, I had only been under the curse for about a minute and a half and I felt like I was about to die.

Then it ended. Just like that. I looked up, weakly. I found out I was on the ground and my knees were bleeding from me pushing into the ground, trying to stop the pain. I swallowed a sob as I looked up at Voldemort and Nese.

I saw Anais unconscious on the other side of the room and my first reaction was to get to her, but I found I couldn't move. I was still too weak from the curse.

My eyes flashed as I looked Voldemort in the face, he just looked down at me like I was trash. It's like he couldn't even tell me apart from garbage.

"You're evil." I whispered and he smirked at me before raising his wand again. I tried to back away, but I realized I had no where to go. I was locked in...I was going to die here at this horrid-excuse-of-a-man's feet.

"Ready for another dose?" I wanted to scream 'No!' But I couldn't be weak in front of him, I still had my honor to uphold. I had to show him muggle-born witches and wizards weren't weak. We're just as strong as everyone else.

"Crucio."

The overwhelming pain hit me again and I screamed out, slamming my hands onto the floor in agony.

Shockwaves raced all over my body as I fell to the floor, screaming in pain.

"Stop!" I cried out but Voldemort just continued smiling that evil smile of his and watched me squirm on the ground.

"Stop!" This time it wasn't me who had spoken. It was a man. But who? I couldn't think of who's voice it was because I was still under the Cruciatus Curse.

"Stupefy!" Curses were being shot through the room but all I could think of was how I wanted to give up and die so bad. I screamed again, and something happened that scared me more than Voldemort himself.

I coughed up blood.

I continued coughing and began to choke on the blood in my mouth. I got on my knees and bent over trying to empty my mouth of the taste of blood.

Then the pain stopped, but I was still coughing up blood. I felt someone grab hold of me and then I was gone from the place I like to call 'Hell'.

"Someone help her!" More voices, kinder ones. Ones that weren't shouting hexes and calling me a mudblood. I shuddered as one last cough ended and I collapsed into whoever was holding me. I hoped they were strong enough to carry me because I sure as hell was not going to carry myself.

"Thanks." I managed to splutter out before falling unconscious. If I had managed to stay awake for one more minute I would have recognized the familiar voice and kiss of my boyfriend.

When I woke up I couldn't recognize where I was. I was in a completely white room surrounded by monitors and there was a needle in my arm. Ouch.

I moaned as I tried to make myself more comfortable and found I was incapable of moving.

I looked to my left and saw a mess of black hair laying on the bed I was in. James was sitting half in the chair with his head laying on the bed, sleeping.

I smiled to myself and reached out to stroke his hair, it was so addicting.

After a couple minutes of playing with James' hair James stirred. I smiled as he opened those gorgeous hazel eyes of his and looked up at me.

"Lily!" He whispered and I sent him a weak smile.
"Are you okay, angel? Do you need another pillow? Are you cold-?" James rambled on about making me more comfortable as I watched him, clearly amused.

"James. Calm down, I'm fine. You however need to sleep." I said, pointing at the door.

"No, I can't leave you here all alone." James protested and I slanted an eyebrow in his direction.

"Yes, because I'm sure the healers will make sure I will never be able to go home or do anything fun again." I said sarcastically and James shook his head.

"You never know." He said, with a small smile.

I yawned and James watched me concerned.

"Go back to sleep." He ordered and I shook my head.

"Not unless you do too." I said, winking at him. He shook his head stubbornly.

"I'm not leaving this room until you do." I rolled my eyes and patted the bed. He looked unsure before hopping into bed next to me.

I closed my eyes and rested my head on his chest, enjoying the familiar feel of James' chest rising and falling with his every breath.

The next time I woke up I saw two pairs of eyes watching me. I could feel James next to me still and figured he was still asleep.

"What?" I mumbled, startling the two visitors.

"Lils!" Remus whispered and I gave him a small grin.

"Morning Remmy." I answered, stretching my legs a little bit.

"How are you babe?" Sirius asked from the other side of the room and I shrugged.

"Good as it gets, my friends." I retorted and Sirius smiled.

"Have you seen Nese?" I asked them and they shook their heads.

"The doctors won't let us see her until they're done checking her out." Remus informed me and I nodded. I wondered if she had to suffer the Cruciatus Curse as well. I frowned at the memory of last night and shivered.

Right then a healer walked in. She smiled at me politely and I sent a small smile back. I decided this was a good time to wake up James, seeing as he probably wouldn't want to be getting a physical as well.

"James. Get up." I whispered into his ear as he opened his eyes, sleepily. He spotted the healer and jumped out of bed, sitting down next to Sirius. He smiled sheepishly as Remus and Sirius tried not to laugh. The healer just shook her head, amused.

"Well Ms. Evans, we've checked you over. You're extremely lucky to have survived all that m'dear." The healer said, nodding encouragingly to me. The boys looked at each other, confused about what she was talking about. I had a feeling only the healers, Voldemort and Nese knew what happened to me that night.

"We'll run some more tests and then tomorrow you'll be free to go." The healer said, walking out of the room. I directed my gaze to my hands as all three pairs of eyes in the room were glued on my head.

"Care to share?" Remus asked and I looked up, gathering all my strength. They needed to know, they would find out eventually and then get mad cause' I hadn't told them right away.

"Last night Voldemort used the Cruciatus Curse on me." I said quietly as Remus' jaw dropped, James froze and Sirius swore.

It was going to be a long day.

Second chapter in one day! How cool am I!?

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-A lesson before dying