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Also: I'm sorry! I haven't updated in aggggeeeessss…. But I haven't forgotten about you! I was planning to do Chapter 8 over the holidays, but the evil school gave us AN ASSIGNMENT. Over CHRISTMAS. (throws marshmallows at school)
But I did try to update anyhows. It's just I kept deleting the file, coz it didn't seem right. But here's a copy that finally IS right (I think) so please don't come after me with the pitchforks!
Shocks
"Welcome to the second exciting game of Quidditch this year!" a voice boomed as Verity and Lily climbed the stairs into the Quidditch stands. "Ravenclaw versus Gryffindor! It's sure to be a riveting match indeed!"
"Lily, I don't want to be here." Verity said quietly as they sat on the stiff wooden benches overlooking the Quidditch pitch.
"What ever happened to team spirit? Gryffindor is playing today." Lily swept her hair back and secured it with a pin. "You can at least watch ONE Quidditch match." She nodded hello to Liam and Crystal who were sitting on the benches behind them.
"Lily, do you even remember what I told you? The man was here. In the forest. He's stalking me." She rolled her head back and stared at the sky. "I think it's going to rain. Maybe we should go back to the castle."
Lily turned and glared at her. "He's not going to kill you in front of the entire school."
"He tried it once. Remember Hogsmeade?"
"This time there are teachers," Lily gestured to one of the stands, in which Professor McGonagall, Professor Kettleburn and others were seated. "Don't be so paranoid."
"Well you would be too in my situation."
They peered over the stands as a line of tiny red people, walked out onto the pitch, brooms slung over their shoulders.
"On the Gryffindor team: Seeker - Mark Remington, Keeper - Heather Llewellyn, Beaters - Margaret Hadfield and Karina Russell, Chasers - Jack Benson, James Potter and Lacey Greene."
The little red people were then followed by a line of more tiny people, only this time blue.
"And on the Ravenclaw team: Seeker - Allison Veene, Keeper - Elliot Jackson, Beaters - Miranda Cerritus and Danny York, Chasers - Samara Parks, Ryan Wellings and Peter York."
They arranged themselves into a neat circle while the captains, Mark Remington from Gryffindor, and Elliot Jackson from Ravenclaw, shook hands. A whistle blew and suddenly the little people became larger as their soared through the air in different directions.
"Oooh, and Greene's got the Quaffle, avoids a nasty collision with the bludger hit by Cerritus..."
Miranda, her hair blowing in all directions, whizzed after the bludger, her bat held above her head as she attempted to hit the Gryffindor chaser, Lacey Greene.
"And Greene passes the Quaffle to Potter, who is flying steadily for the goalposts..."
Miranda caught up to the bludger and bashed the black sphere at James. Thinking quickly he threw the ball back to Lacey Greene, before ducking wildly to avoid the bludger.
Lacey flew upwards and raised her arm to shoot at one of the hoops, but then abruptly dropped it where it was caught by another person in red. Caught off guard, the keeper, Elliot Jackson, wasn't able to stop the Quaffle from flying through the left hoop; thrown by Jack Benson who was waiting beneath Lacey.
"And Gryffindor scores! Ten points to Gryffindor's side."
"Look at Miranda!" Lily whispered happily.
The blonde was visibly angry. Her hair was messy and tangled, her face red as she tucked her bat beneath her arm and zoomed around the pitch, looking for someone to flatten.
"Why doesn't she tie her hair back?" Verity said in a low voice. "She's going to get it caught in someone's broom sooner or later."
Lily shrugged. "All the better for us then." she grinned and produced a red and gold flag from under her robes. "Get into the sprit of Quidditch, why don't you, and help me put up this flag?"
Verity groaned, but took a corner of the flag, and tied it above her head begrudgingly.
"Oooh, that's gotta hurt!"
"What? What?" Verity craned her neck to try and see what had happened. "I wasn't paying attention, who got hurt?"
"Neither was I!" Lily cried.
"Miranda got Margaret with a bludger!" Crystal pointed out onto the field.
Margaret was swaying dangerously on her broom. Karina flew to her and steadied her, before roaring off to the nearest bludger and sending it flying at Miranda.
Miranda screamed and swung the bat in front of her face, sending the bludger off in the other direction.
"Enough!" Madam Hooch hovered down between the two glowering girls. "Play fair, or don't play at all. You both have a warning now!"
The game resumed. Verity had forgotten what an excitement Quidditch really was. She should be safe where she was. She started to relax. The man wouldn't dare think of attacking her or anybody else when teachers were nearby.
"Do you think Margaret'll be alright?" Liam asked.
"I think so…" Lily said. They watched her soar through the air, hitting the occasional bludger at the Ravenclaw chasers.
Gryffindor scored, and scored again, and although Ravenclaw was trying its best, it was getting further behind Gryffindor's score.
This left Miranda getting wilder and wilder.
Savagely she sent the bludgers flying across the field, trying to hit every Gryffindor flying through the air.
"Samara Parks flying for the Gryffindor goals, she passes to Wellings… he throws back to Parks and she shoots… and saved by Heather Llewellyn! Gryffindor has a good keeper there."
They watched Heather throw the Quaffle back to one of the Gryffindor chasers.
"AND VEENE'S SEEN THE SNITCH!"
Allison had suddenly shot sideways, speeding after the tiny golden snitch. Mark Remington followed suit and chased her, but he was far behind already. Chances were he wouldn't get it.
A bludger whizzed past the stand where Verity and Lily had seated themselves and aimed itself for Lacey Greene. Catching sight of the bludger, she quickly dived downwards, the dark globe shooting over the top of her head. She was lucky.
Allison Veene, however, was not.
Paying attention to nothing else but the snitch, she stretched her arm out, fingertips just grasping at the tiny golden ball.
There was a loud crack as the Bludger hurtled into her and suddenly she was flung backwards off her broom, hurtling towards the ground.
Verity leapt to her feet and bolted to the edge of the stand as she looked over to see what had happened to Allison. She would have fallen quite a distance. Would she be alright?
There was a shout from below and with relief; Verity saw her being supported by James Potter and Jack Benson. The two had caught her on the way down. Blood was streaming from her nose, but she seemed ok.
But Mark Remington was holding his fist above his head as he shouted and waved; he had caught the snitch!
"AND 150 POINTS IS ADDED TO GRYFFINDOR'S SCORE TO MAKE THE SCORE 240 – 50!"
Cheers erupted from all the Gryffindors as they waved their flags madly, jumping up and down on the stands. Lily engulfed Verity in a hug.
James and Jack hovered above the ground and passed Allison's unconscious body to several of the teachers who quickly ushered away from the Quidditch field.
Miranda watched on, furious.
"You hit one of your own!" Samara Parks shouted at her.
"We would have won if you hadn't have hit her!" Ravenclaw Captain, Elliot Jackson added angrily from below her.
"It's her own fault! The stupid cow shouldn't have flown in front of the Bludger!" she shrieked back.
In a rage she flew towards the ground at full speed, her long hair flying behind her.
Sooner or later Verity's prediction would have come true. Unfortunately for Miranda, it was sooner rather than later.
With a screech, she was abruptly jerked back as her hair snagged in Elliot's broom. Several locks of hair were torn out as she screamed and struggled to get free.
Lily gave a hacking cough which Verity realised was Lily's attempt to disguise her laughter. Verity patted her on the back and grinned.
Miranda finally tore her hair free of Elliot's broom and caught sight of Verity giggling with Lily.
"Are you alright?" Elliot asked, grasping Miranda's baton for her.
"Gimme that!" she snarled as she snatched the bat back from him and charged towards the stand.
With a growl she threw the bat ferociously. Spinning, it soared through the air and hit Verity with a sharp thunk.
She collapsed. Falling backwards, she toppled over the back of the wooden seats and crashed into Crystal and Liam.
Lily gasped and clambered over the seats, trying to help.
"Never laugh at me." Miranda hissed.
"What the heck is wrong with you?" Karina shouted at her. "Can't you control that bloody temper of yours?"
"Shut up or I'll hit you too!" Miranda gave one last glance at a panicked Lily trying to revive an unconscious Verity before flying to the ground and striding past a furious team.
"Verity, you look really bad."
"No, honestly I'm fine."
"But your face is all purple."
"It could be worse."
Verity looked up from her breakfast over to the Ravenclaw table where Allison was seated. Madame Pomfrey has been able to fix the broken nose easily, but the majority of her face remained a horrible purple-black colour. Considering she was towards the head of the table, and Miranda was nearer to the end, Verity guessed Allison hadn't quite forgiven her for the Bludger incident.
"You know, she didn't even apologise to Allison." Lily said.
"She didn't even apologise to you." Crystal scoffed. "Even though that hefty detention would serve just as good."
"Not to mention Elliot kicked her off the team and she got replaced by Ebony Rush. Boy, was she nuts about that," Margaret imitated Miranda having a fit.
"Miranda is such a brat…" Lily said quietly. "She's seventeen for heaven's sake but she acts like such a little kid."
"It's her parent's fault," Margaret put in. "Adrian and Jacquelyn Cerritus are really rich and shower the twit in everything she could ever want."
Karina came up behind Margaret. "Any room?" She shifted over and let Karina sit beside her. "Sorry I'm late, I ran into Liam in the hall. He was really edgy for some reason."
She picked up a fork. "But if you're talking about Miranda and her parents behind their backs, can I join?"
"Go ahead." Crystal said as she spooned some more food onto her plate.
"When I arrived from Australia when I was 11, I ran into her at that ice-cream place in Diagon Alley."
"You mean Fortescue's Ice-cream Parlour?"
"Yeah. Anyway, we said our hellos, and she was quite polite really. But then her parents come up and act all snobby and tell her 'Not to interact with lower class people.'"
Lily stared at her. "You mean…"
"…Miranda was actually polite once in her life?" Margaret gasped.
Karina laughed. "Well that wasn't quite the part I was focusing on, but I suppose that's amazing in itself too."
"But with parents like that, no wonder she's turned out how she is…" Verity said.
"She's also re-dating Sirius Black."
Crystal tutted under her breath. "Like it'll last. It certainly didn't last time."
Lily glanced at Verity who was determinedly eating her cereal.
There was a flutter from above them and a large brown owl appeared above them, carrying a brown package.
The parcel dropped from the owl's grasp and landed in Verity's cereal, knocking over her glass of orange juice and spilling Verity's breakfast across the table and onto those sitting at it.
Over at the Ravenclaw table, Miranda giggled at the shrieking girls.
Verity spluttered and grabbed at the package, trying to keep it dry.
"Dumb owl!" Karina cried angrily.
"What is it?" Lily leaned forward at peered at the soaking parcel.
Verity peeled the brown paper and foam away to reveal a glittering necklace.
"Wow."
That was really all anyone could say. The shining silver chain shimmered in Verity hands, and the modest amethyst hanging from it was dazzling.
"Who sent it?" Crystal gasped.
"I have no idea." Verity searched through the wet paper but found nothing.
"That must have been really expensive." Margaret said in awe.
Verity unclipped the chain and secured it around her neck, while Lily grabbed the paper and screwed it up. She clicked her fingers.
Verity looked at her.
"It's Monday!" Lily said. "The necklace is from the tulip guy."
"Tulip guy?" Karina asked.
"Yeah, someone's been sending Verity tulips every Monday for a while." Crystal smiled. "We don't know who he is though."
The excitement died and soon they finished their breakfast, gathered their things and filed out into the entrance hall. Verity stopped in her tracks though, as two figures were already waiting at the bottom of the stairs uncertainly, as if they didn't know what they were doing there.
"Who are they?" Verity whispered behind her.
"Oh gosh, they're Emily's parents!" Crystal breathed. "So it looks like she is going to St Mungo's after all."
Verity edged forwards and approached the two.
"Er… hello?"
The two turned and looked at her.
"Hi, I'm Verity Chambers. Do you need any help?"
"Oh, no thankyou." The woman said politely. "We're just waiting for Professor McGonagall. But you're friends with Emily, aren't you?"
Verity nodded quickly. "We all know her." She gestured to everyone behind her.
"Is she alright?" Lily asked. "Is she leaving Hogwarts?"
"We don't quite know. That's why your Professor summoned us up to the school."
"Oh, Mr and Mrs Apylbie! I am so sorry to keep you waiting like this. I didn't expect you would arrive so soon." McGonagall appeared at the top of the stairs. "This way, please." She waved a hand to her left. "We can talk in my office."
Mrs Apylbie shook Verity's hand. "It was nice meeting you."
"Well that can't be good." Crystal murmured as she watched the two people make their way up the stairs.
Verity sighed. "She'll get better." she said hopefully. "Anyway, I have Care of Magical Creatures with Crystal, so I'll see you later."
She turned to leave but found herself facing Miranda.
The other girl raised an eyebrow at Verity's bruised face and smirked slightly. She brushed passed her, knocking shoulders roughly.
"Hope it hurts," she muttered.
"THAT'S IT!" Karina roared.
Miranda jumped, startled, and stared at Karina.
"Apologise." Karina said firmly.
Miranda flicked her hair behind her shoulder. Verity could see the small tufts where it had gotten torn out by Elliot's broom.
"Why should I?" she crossed her arms defiantly.
A few more people exited the Great Hall and were waiting expectantly for something to happen.
"You'll apologise now." Karina's voice was soft but deadly.
Miranda snorted. "That cow deserved what she got."
Karina launched herself at Miranda.
Verity shrieked and grabbed at Karina's arms to stop her. Crystal, Lily and Margaret also joined in Verity's attempts.
Karina forced them off and grabbed at Miranda's hair; she screamed and scratched at Karina trying to get her off.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Sirius bounded out from the crowd and stood between the two and tore the girl off Miranda. "Leave my girlfriend alone!"
Verity stiffened faintly at the mention of "girlfriend".
"Get out of my way or I'll pound you too." Karina raised her fist threateningly.
"Like a girl like you could hit anyone." Sirius said scornfully, shoving her slightly.
Karina swung her fist heavily and slammed it into Sirius's face.
He swore violently as he stumbled backwards and slipped on the glossy marble floor.
"Oh I'm sorry, looks like you were right, I didn't hit anyone. Let me know when you turn into a real man." Karina walked past them coldly.
"Miss Russell, Mr Black has told me you assaulted him in the Entrance Hall." Professor McGonagall approached Karina after lunch. She looked forbiddingly stern.
Karina's face was one of innocent surprise. "Oh, I'm terribly sorry Professor. I only tripped, and then as I fell one of my arms flung out and hit him."
The rest of the girls nodded eagerly behind her.
McGonagall looked even more severe. "How, exactly, did you trip?"
"He pushed me." Karina said truthfully.
Professor McGonagall sighed. "You are an excellent student, and I would rather you remain that way. Please do not 'trip' again."
She pulled an envelope out of her robes. "And, Miss Chambers, a letter arrived for you this morning. The owl unfortunately became lost on the way, and so ended up in my possession."
She silently took the letter from the Professor.
"But also, Miss Russell, there is the situation previous to the altercation with Mr Black, the one with Miss Cerritus." McGonagall resumed. "Perhaps you should come to my office." Karina made a face but left quietly.
Lily looked at the envelope. "What is it?"
Verity slid a finger under the seal and drew out a neat piece of paper. At the top was a seal of a wand crossed with a bone.
"I know that symbol… this is from St Mungo's." Verity said softly.
"Miss Verity Chambers,
Katherine Chambers is currently under the care of the staff at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.
She is receiving the best possible care after being found unconscious in the street last Thursday at 2.30 in the afternoon by a Muggle neighbour outside her house. She was then sent to a Muggle hospital after it was believed she had suffered a heart attack.
Magical correspondents are set up at each Muggle hospital to sort the real Muggle cases from the actual Magical cases. One of these correspondents sent Katherine to St Mungo's Hospital in which she is currently residing after recognising she had been hit by a spell known as the "Iracundi Curse".
It is suggested that she should see relatives soon, as her memory has been slightly modified by this spell. Should you wish to visit Katherine, she is located on the fourth floor in ward five.
Visiting hours are listed on the following page.
Yours sincerely,
Harold Greene,
Head Healer at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries."
"Found unconscious in the street? What does that mean?" Crystal examined the letter.
"She was found unconscious in the street. What do you think it means!" Margaret snapped.
Lily took the envelope and fished out the second page. "Ground Floor: Artefact Accidents – 08:00 to 15:00. No, we don't need that. Here we are, Fourth Floor: Spell Damage – 11:00 to 18:00."
"The Iracundi Curse?" Verity dropped the letter and it spiralled to the ground. "He did it. He attacked her. Like he attacked me."
"You can't be sure." Lily said.
"It had to have been him. The hooded guy."
Crystal was still examining the letter and looked up her friends, her eyes thoughtful.
"Verity, when was our last Care of Magical Creatures lesson?"
"Today…" Verity said slowly. "Why?"
"No, before today. It was Thursday, wasn't it?"
Verity shrugged, but Lily nodded. "Because I was in Potions when you had Care Magical Creatures." She said.
"It was not the hooded guy." Crystal shook her head firmly.
"How can you be so sure?"
"She was found at 2.30pm last Thursday." Crystal replied.
"…And?"
Crystal waved her hand at Verity. "We were dismissed from class at 2.30pm. And why were we dismissed from class? Because the hooded guy appeared at 2.30pm which messed up the lesson. I know the time because I remember looking at my watch."
"Yeah, so after we ran off and hid in the castle, he couldn't get to us, so he went to London and attacked Kate instead." Verity said grimly.
"How could he get to London?"
"What? He would've apparated, of course."
Lily snapped her fingers. "No he couldn't! Because you can't apparate inside Hogwarts grounds!"
"And he couldn't have run all the way to Hogsmeade and apparated from there. Firstly, it takes quite a bit of time to get to Hogsmeade from here, and he couldn't have left straight away after the lesson because Kettleburn was still packing up the Snidget for another half an hour after that and the hooded man wouldn't want to risk being seen." Crystal explained.
"So that means either it's some random crazed maniac who went after Kate, or the hooded guy has someone working for him…" Margaret said in a hushed tone.
"So there's more than one?"
Verity sat on the floor, thinking.
"This has something to do with Patrick."
Everyone looked at her doubtfully.
"No, I'm not being biased or anything. He's up to something. He threatened me. And he threatened my mum. Add that to the fact a maniac in a giant cloak has tried to kill me, and has tried to kill my aunt. That is not coincidence."
"What if the hooded guy is Patrick?" Margaret suggested.
Verity shook her head. "When we were attacked at Hogsmeade he was in London with my mother. Professor McGonagall said so. So he couldn't be the same person."
"Your mother could be lying." Margaret insisted.
"No, because Verity saw McGonagall later about that idea; it's certain: Patrick could not have attacked us at Hogsmeade."
"So, will you visit Kate?" Crystal sat beside her.
Verity shrugged. "I don't know if I can."
"McGonagall'd have to let you go!" Margaret said.
"It's not McGonagall I'm worried about." Verity said, biting her lip.
Lily understood. "It's your mum. You know she'll be at the hospital if you go."
A bell rang nearby, shrill and loud and the four girls groaned in unison.
"You never know," Crystal said. "She might not be."
"She wouldn't want to look bad in front of people; not visiting an ill family member. She'll be there." Verity said with all certainty as she picked up her bag and headed to her next class.
Verity returned from History of Magic in high spirits. Miranda hadn't turned up for class, and with nothing being flung in her direction, she found that quite pleasant.
But that mood soon dissolved.
Mr and Mrs Apylbie, forlorn, accompanied by Professor McGonagall and Madame Pomfrey, were being farewelled in the Entrance Hall.
She moved closer.
"Miss Apylbie will be in the best of hands at St Mungo's. The Healers there know exactly what they're doing." Pomfrey assured.
Mrs Apylbie nodded uneasily.
Mr Apylbie caught sight of the pair of girls and smiled sadly. "Turns out Emily'll be leaving after all," he said softly. "She's really not well. Madame Pomfrey's sending her tonight."
"Oh," Verity murmured. "Well, I hope she gets better soon."
Eager to end the awkwardness, she steered away from the couple and decided to go to the Gryffindor common room to find Lily.
Lily found her first, bounding from the library hurriedly.
"Verity, I found something you might to read!" she said excitedly.
She beckoned for Verity to follow her back into the library.
"I've been doing some research on the Iracundi Curse," Lily commented as she searched through the dusty books. "I finally found it in Magical Spells of Olden Days, by Wilbur Prowler."
Verity stared at her as she ran her fingertips over the spines of the books along the 'M' section.
"Magical Sanitations... Magical Shape Shifting Potions... Magical Spells of Camelot... Magical Spells of Olden Days!" she announced triumphantly, producing an intricately decorated book and dropping it heavily onto the nearest table.
She carefully opened the embroidered cover and set the book down on the table and flipped through the pages.
"Verity, have you thought about why Lyla and Emily are thinking as they are?" Lily peered closely at the index of the book.
"Well, um, because of the side effects of the spell?"
"But why those people? Why not someone else? Why does Emily think she's a cat of all things?"
"Well because she likes cats." Verity said.
"What about Lyla? She thinks she's Emily. And I highly doubt Lyla is very interested in Emily."
Verity stopped. "So... what do you mean exactly?"
"I mean... there's a reason for it. It's a very old spell. No-one uses it nowadays. Which is why it was so hard to find. Aha, here it is!"
She turned to a page somewhere in the middle of the book and started to read aloud.
"The Iracundi Curse is a very old one indeed, but very powerful. The Iracundi curse's name derives from 'Iracundia' the Latin term for aganactesis - "
"Agna what?" Verity interrupted suddenly.
"Aganactesis. I think it's Greek or something. It means physical pain or something like that... because when it kills you, you die very painfully." Lily said briskly.
"But listen to this: The curse is also known for its unusual side effects, where if the victim survives the spell, they will imagine themselves to be the person, animal, or object they were picturing in their minds as of the moment of being hit. If the person is cured fully, which is a difficult process to endure, they become immune to the spell and no further effects will surface. All thoughts that are not natural shall vanish and any other side effects will never afflict the victim again."
Verity stared at the book, open-mouthed. "Die very painfully? Whoever is doing this, they're just…" she couldn't find the words.
"Yes indeed, but read what it says! That explains what's happened."
"What?"
Lily sighed. "If the victim survives the spell, they will imagine themselves to be the person, animal, or object they were picturing in their minds as of the moment of being hit" she repeated.
"Emily was running for the cat, remember? The cat's name must have been Bubbles. Emily was picturing the cat in her head. Lyla got hit just after Emily did. She was thinking about Emily and wondering what happened. She was picturing Emily in her head. So that explains it!" Lily said excitedly.
"Well that part makes sense now. But does it mention a cure?"
"Not really... it says it's difficult to cure because since it's such an ancient spell, people aren't really sure nowadays how to fix it. But it also depends on the amount of power put behind the spell."
Verity flopped down into a chair.
"Well, Emily's being shipped off the Mungo's tonight. Maybe I can visit her if I go see Kate."
Lily nodded. "She'd like that. You should go ask Professor McGonagall if you can visit her on the weekend. Now that you're in seventh year, you're allowed to do stuff like that."
She glanced out the window at the darkening sky. "Do you think anybody will find out who's behind this?"
Verity leant back and raised her arms. She didn't know.
"You never know," Lily said. "He might forget about some important clue that will reveal him."
Little did they know he already had.
Verity lay in bed that night; thinking.
She hoped that Emily would be alright. She hoped Kate would be alright.
Her mind swarming with thoughts, it took quite a while to get to sleep.
But soon she was dreaming.
She found herself in a place she'd never been before.
It was dark, and the walls shone strangely in the silvery light streaming through the window.
Verity glanced around her. Beds were lined against the walls, patients resting serenely.
She heard voices outside the room and walked to the doorway. Two women were chatting happily as they put on coats and prepared to leave the place.
"The new arrival got switched with the patient in ward five." One informed the other.
"Oh," the second one pulled on her coat. "We'll notify the family tomorrow."
The first one nodded and the two left. The place was eerily quiet.
Verity looked around her uneasily.
Soft footsteps came and someone moved from the shadows into the room. Verity peered closely at his face, but a mask concealed it.
He moved closer to the bed nearest Verity.
"Katherine Chambers." Verity made out the sign above the bed. She gasped.
She looked closer at the woman who was sleeping peacefully.
"Wait a minute…" she realised something.
The man seized a pillow from a chair in the corner and held it above the woman.
"Sadly you didn't die like I hoped. I won't let you reveal me," he hissed.
Verity rushed forwards and tried to stop him but her hands went straight through the pillow as if it was air.
The cushion came down upon the sleeping person's face. Instantly she seized up and started to fight as she realised what was happening. Verity grabbed at the man but to no avail; she was just a spirit.
There was nothing she could do.
The woman on the bed scratched and clawed desperately against the man but it was no use. Before long she was weakening, her arms drooping.
Verity screamed.
"Verity!"
She jerked awake to find Lily looming above her.
"Are you alright?"
Verity was panting heavily, covered in sweat.
Then she realised.
She remembered the woman's face.
It wasn't Kate.
The girl in the bed wasn't Kate.
It was Emily.
Important! Author's Note:
School is bombarding everyone in my year with assignments so Chapter nine may be quite a bit away. Sorry about this, but I will try my best to get going on chapter nine.
But also: Inspiration makes me write. Reviews give inspiration (hint hint) Lol.
Now to the unimportant bits…
Many people seem to believe that James Potter was a seeker, but actually he was a chaser. Yay for chasers! I think it was the movies that made people think that...
Also thanks to Carmen, Linda, Lydia and Margaret for checking this before I posted!
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