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A bright light shone brilliantly through my eyelids. Squinting, I rubbed them, keeping my eyes close. Suddenly, a shooting pain went down my arm. I groggily opened my eyes. There was a long slash, barely closed, running along my vein. I could feel the blood pounding inside. It burned and I wanted to scream.
"I think she's waking up!" someone hissed, then rushed to my side. It was Jessica. "Hey. How are you?"
I felt like smiling but I couldn't. A burning hate fled through my body. It was her fault; it had to be. She was the one who died.
I rolled over and tried to ignore her.
I could tell she was hurt. A little bit of guilt rose from my heart but I pushed it back down.
She left and so did someone else; I supposed it was Frederic. I heard the door open again.
I was staring at the white-tiled ceiling when someone's shadow blocked my view.
"Morning." It was Malfoy. "Sleep good?"
I suddenly felt tears form. My throat was swollen and I just wanted to be left alone.
He rested his hand on my shoulder. "You're my only true friend, Gin. I really hope you get better."
The next day the nurse let me go after an extremely strict set of rules on how to take care of my wound. They also said they'd be writing my parents.
"Great, just great," I groaned as I met up with Draco outside the Hospital's doors. "Where's the parchment I asked you to bring?"
He handed it to me.
"Thanks," I said.
Dear Mum,
I know what I want for my birthday- it's really simple and doesn't cost anything. All I want is you to not be mad when you get a letter from Phenynrics and please don't ask me about it.
Love you,
Ginny
I whistled loudly and my owl flew to me. "Send this to mum." I tied the letter on his leg and he went off.
"Let's go on a walk," Draco suggested.
I shrugged my shoulders. "All right."
We were on the grounds, walking in rhythm, when Draco gingerly took my arm. He traced his fingers along the scar. "Why?"
I looked at the ground. "It doesn't matter. No one cares anyway."
"I care!" he replied desperately.
"If you cared you would've known something was wrong," I hissed back, glaring at him, and ran quickly away. I'd reached the edge of the forest when I couldn't move. The forest… It was the one in my dreams.