I couldn't open my eyes. It felt like I was swimming in glue. The murmuring was behind me. It sounded so close, but I just couldn't turn around to head that direction. I started to panic as my body seemed to be rushing towards the warm welcoming light in front of me. "No. No. NO! I am NOT ready to go yet. I haven't lived. I haven't completed what I need to do. My time here is NOT over!" I screamed in vain. The voices behind me seemed to be getting louder, but with no real clarity. I was scared. The glue had turned into a raging river that was sweeping me to the welcoming light. "NO!" I cried once again and tried in desperation to fight the waves of darkness. All of the sudden I was lurched backward, towards the voices. I could hear what they were saying... But I could not reply. For some reason, it was as if a veil of darkness was pulled over me. I could hear, I could sense, but I could not open my eyes or talk. I was detached, yet still holding on. I heard Em's voice, "What are YOU doing here? YOU'RE the one who caused this! You have no right to be here."
I heard a whispered reply, "I just wanted to see if she was okay..." I recognized that voice... Why could I not place it? His voice was filled with a softness... Yet a roughness at the same time. I could not explain it.
"Oh... Has Malfoy had a change of heart?" Em sneered, "Well maybe you should have thought of that, I don't know, before you decided you would try to KILL her!" Her voice picked up with each word she was saying to where she was yelling at this point.
"It was not my intention for her to get hurt this badly..." It was Malfoy... I couldn't believe it. To think, it was his voice that held the kindness in it... It was almost laughable.
"THIS badly? THIS BADLY!" Emily's voice dropped to a deathly quiet, "Do you mean to tell me, that you wanted her to get hurt? Is that what I am to understand?" I heard a soft rustle and I knew she had drawn her wand.
"No not at all!" He stammered, trying to backtrack, "I was angry. I didn't mean to..."
She cut him off, "DIDN'T MEAN TO? HOW CAN YOU NOT MEAN TO PUSH SOMEONE OUT OF A TRAIN, WHERE THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE CAN TRAMPLE THEM?" Emily was raging now. She was out for blood. I could hear it in her voice, yet I was powerless to stop the events from unfolding.
"You had better leave right now, Malfoy, or I swear to God I will kill you right here, right now," Emily said, her voice full of promise.
"But... but... but... I need to..."
"GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE MALFOY! RIGHT NOW DAMN IT!" I heard an explosion and retreating footsteps.
At that moment, it was like the binds that had kept me restricted were broken and I could now freely open my eyes. It was the strangest thing...
My eyes fluttered open, and I ran my tongue across my lips to get them moist enough to talk. I stuttered, "Wh-wha-what h-h-h-hap-p-pened?"
"YOU'RE ALIVE!" Em shouted, running over to my bedside.
"Yeah..." I managed. Every bone in my body hurt. "Could Madam Pomfrey not use some potions to heal everything?" I said looking at the casts and bruises.
"She said she wanted to see if you would wake up," Em said with a grim expression.
"You mean she wanted to make sure I was going to live before she used any of her potions on me..." I said.
"Well... Kinda," she said.
"But they're potions. They would have saved me."
"Not necessarily. You have some internal damage as well. Let's just say that you're going to go through some excruciating pain in order to recover, and Madam Pomfrey wanted to make sure you would live through it.."
"Wait... Hold on... I have what kind of internal damage? And if it's that bad then why am I not dead...?"
"In all honesty... We're not sure why you're alive. You really shouldn't be truth be told. It's a miracle that you're living right now, let alone awake and talking. Don't get me wrong, I am really freaking happy that you are alive, but these are the facts."
"You didn't answer my other question. What kind of internal damage do I have?"
Emily's face turned really grim. "That's the problem... Every one of your limbs is broken. You have a few broken ribs, two of which have punctured your lungs. Your pelvis is broken and somehow managed to lacerate your kidney. Your appendix is very close to rupturing. Your heart has been beating in overtime the whole time you have been out. Not to mention the fact that your body is cut and bruised all over. Oh and you have a concussion."
I looked at her in shock. "How long have I been out?"
"You've been out for two and a half days."
My mouth dropped open, "two and a half days..." I said in a whisper.
"I know... Like I said before, you shouldn't be alive right now. I was really worried about you. I haven't left this room... MADAM POMFREY!" Em yelled.
I heard footsteps running in our direction. "She's awake!" Madam Pomfrey exclaimed and hurried back to her potions room. After a few seconds she came running back, her hands full of potions. "Thank goodness you're alive," she said slightly out of breath, "Now hunny, I hate to say this to you, but these are going to be excruciatingly painful. I have to give you several potions to heal everything, and it's going to take a couple of days to work completely. The damage is extensive and well... I just hope to see you on the other side."
"Woah... Hold on. What do you mean a couple of days?"
"No time to explain hun. You need to drink these and quickly," Madam Pomfrey said handing me about five different potions. I swallowed them down and both Madam Pomfrey and Em backed up. It took all of thirty seconds for the potions to start kicking in and I cried out in agony as the potion worked its magic. It felt as though flames were licking my insides. My bones felt as though they were being put through a grinder, and my skin felt as though it was being stabbed with thousands of tiny needles. The pain was too great and I welcomed the darkness once more.