I felt the world go black and all my senses go dead for a few minutes or hours before I felt my body being lifted. I struggled to open my eyes as the person carried me ran through the thick bushes, careful not to move me more than necessary. I finally got my eyes to focus to see two bright, blood red eyes glowing in the darkness. I relaxed in Diablos embrace as he ran. I could feel the anger coming off him in waves.
Diablos, I said in a soft voice, what happened to the Death Don t worry about them, you are safe. Diablos said in a forced calm voice. Any one could see he was struggling to rein in his magic. When Diablos got angry magic rolled off him in waves that made him feared by almost everyone. I am getting us home then you are going back to Hogwarts. It is not safe for us. Don t talk. I healed some wounds so you would make it and gave you the potion to prevent the change, but we need to hurry. Diablos ran as fast as he could while caring me. Soon we were at the house. Diablos, spent no time opening the door as it opened by magic, rushed upstairs to our separate bedrooms. He quickly put me down on my bed as carefully as he could, before taking out his wand and summoning our backpacks. He grabbed my box of shrunken magic books, caldron, clothes, school trunk, and so on, and placed in my backpack. He quickly swept his wand and muttered a summoning spell to spell the rest of my belongings in to the backpack, shrinking it as it was placed in the bag. After my things were all in my backpack, he turned so fast that his black, shoulder-length hair whipped around as he hurried from the room. I watched, through the open door, as all his belongings flew around his slight muscular build and into the bag that was on the floor. I felt no pain as I turned my head despite all the abuse I suffered. I thought that Diablos spelled me so that I couldn t feel my injuries. I watched as Diablos shouldered his bag and came quickly into my room. As he walked to my side I could see smears of blood on his clothes from where my body rested against his, while he ran us home. He picked up my bag before placing in on my stomach for me to hold. You are going to have to hold this and the porkey I give you. I won t be coming with you but I will send Dora to make sure you get to the Hospital wing. I packed your mirror and I always have mine on me, so don t hesitate to call. Good luck. With that Diablos handed me a small book. I felt a pull on my back as I was swept away from Forks and Diablos. The world was spinning for several minuets as I traveled over the water and land until suddenly I dropped onto a bed with a small gasp of pain escaping from my lips. I released the book and my bag as I tried to regain my breath. Both objects dropped on the ground alerting two people of my arrival. The two of them ran out of the nearby office and rushed over to me with matching expressions of horror on their faces. I quickly lost consciousness.
Diablos, I said in a soft voice, what happened to the Death Don t worry about them, you are safe. Diablos said in a forced calm voice. Any one could see he was struggling to rein in his magic. When Diablos got angry magic rolled off him in waves that made him feared by almost everyone. I am getting us home then you are going back to Hogwarts. It is not safe for us. Don t talk. I healed some wounds so you would make it and gave you the potion to prevent the change, but we need to hurry. Diablos ran as fast as he could while caring me. Soon we were at the house. Diablos, spent no time opening the door as it opened by magic, rushed upstairs to our separate bedrooms. He quickly put me down on my bed as carefully as he could, before taking out his wand and summoning our backpacks. He grabbed my box of shrunken magic books, caldron, clothes, school trunk, and so on, and placed in my backpack. He quickly swept his wand and muttered a summoning spell to spell the rest of my belongings in to the backpack, shrinking it as it was placed in the bag. After my things were all in my backpack, he turned so fast that his black, shoulder-length hair whipped around as he hurried from the room. I watched, through the open door, as all his belongings flew around his slight muscular build and into the bag that was on the floor. I felt no pain as I turned my head despite all the abuse I suffered. I thought that Diablos spelled me so that I couldn t feel my injuries. I watched as Diablos shouldered his bag and came quickly into my room. As he walked to my side I could see smears of blood on his clothes from where my body rested against his, while he ran us home. He picked up my bag before placing in on my stomach for me to hold. You are going to have to hold this and the porkey I give you. I won t be coming with you but I will send Dora to make sure you get to the Hospital wing. I packed your mirror and I always have mine on me, so don t hesitate to call. Good luck. With that Diablos handed me a small book. I felt a pull on my back as I was swept away from Forks and Diablos. The world was spinning for several minuets as I traveled over the water and land until suddenly I dropped onto a bed with a small gasp of pain escaping from my lips. I released the book and my bag as I tried to regain my breath. Both objects dropped on the ground alerting two people of my arrival. The two of them ran out of the nearby office and rushed over to me with matching expressions of horror on their faces. I quickly lost consciousness.