2: Night Crawler
No, daddy, don't go, please don't go, please please please get better
please I'll die with you if you go away, please don't go, please please please
Where are you mommy why did you leave me why did you go away
why are you leaving me here all alone why did you abandon me
why are you all the way away from me
Ron why did you dissapeer it was your birthday why were you stupid
why didnt you run why didnt you run away
Fred George why did you try to save him you should have run
Bill they kept you alive why didnt you stay why did you kill yourself
why did you leave me why did you go away
Percy you were going to be so wonderful why did you die
Charlie why did you leave you had everything
Why did you all miss my graduation why didnt you come
Voldemort I swear Ill kill you, I swear I swear I swear
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Wake up, Freyja purs. Something is happening.
I feel my eyes open and I look around. People are surrounding my father in bed. One has a wand to his heart.
"What are you doing?" I ask quietly.
One mediwitch turns around suddenly. "Why didn't anyone notify us there was a child here?!" I scoff.
"I'm seventeen. What are you doing to my father?"
"We're helping your father, he's had a stroke." I bite my lower lip and look at Freyja, whose pink eyes are surveying everything.
"You
need to leave now."
"What?" I ask. "No, I
want to stay, my father is -"
"Dying," the cold
mediwitch finishes. "LEAVE."
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God Ive never asked anything of you in my entire life I dont even really believe in you
But all i want is a savior, my life is falling apart, nobody knows whats going on, someone must hate me up there.
Please please give me an angel, a miracle, anything I need a gaurdian angel
I need help I need help my daddy needs a miracle too
So i know this is alot to ask for since I just met you but i need a savior
I need someone to help me i need an angel I need a gaurdian angel
Please get the best ones you have up there, and say hello to my family, tell them I love them and I'm sorry for thinking its their fault.
Tell Ron ill miss him, and tell mum i love her, please
So ill stop talking now, but please, please, please give me someone to watch over me,
give me someone who loves me, please please please
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I relunctantly get up and bring Freyja outside. I walk around; the black balloons seem to have followed me out. I hear alot of noises through the door, and it doesn't sound good.
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Please help him please help him please help him
Please help me please help me please help me..
Please please please please please please please
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"I
don't think-- make --"
"--don't --- either--"
"He -- losing -- blood --"
"-- not -- survive--"
"Try -- more --"
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Plea-- suddenly, one of my balloons pop. I almost scream at the noise, then realize what this means. I open the door in time to find the doctors putting a blanket over my father's head.
"No..." I whisper shrilly. "No....Daddy!" I run around, pushing the nurse's out of the way, and lean over him. "Daddy...No...Daddy, wake up...please, wake up..." But nothing happens. The tears escape my eyes in a mad rush, and I just let it all out. I lay on the bed, curled up next to my father. There must not be a God, unless this is his idea of a savior, or a miracle.
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"Well, Ms. Weasley, we need somewhere for you to stay, eh?" Fudge says gleefuly. I nod.
"Well... This is going to be a wonderful family, recently they've been broken up, but now the son lives in his old mansion with his mother...his father recently died, hmm... Here, you'll be staying with the Malfoys. They'll pick you up at around 1.00 pm."
A/N: okay, you're probably having mixed emotions, such as
"NOOOOOOOO MR WEASLEYYYYYYYYYY!"
and
"NOOOOOOOOOO STUPID MALFOY!"
So please, tell me them in a review. )
