Chapter 38
Broken Promises
I came back to the castle in a wreck. I couldn't see properly anymore, my legs were bleeding and I had a huge scar on my arm.
"What the hell happened?" Giovanna asked.
"I'll explain later, I said, heading to the hospital wing. There, Madam Pomfrey treated my wounds. She found a big scratch down my back to make matters worse. I was a mess. So was everyone else. Ron had a black eye and Hermione had a bleeding lip. After all that I was so tired so I fell asleep.
I woke up the next morning in the Hospital Wing.
"Good morning," I muttered to Luna who was reading a book.
"Hi," she replied, "you have visitors," I sat up and grabbed the pair of glasses on my bedside table. I would need them now since fixing my eyes would be way too risky. George was sitting right there in front of me.
"What the hell were you thinking, going into the department of mysteries like that?" he asked.
"Um,"
"You could have died!"
"I know,"
"I could
have lost you!"
'I know!"
"You broke your promise," he said, looking disappointed at me. He was right. I did break it. I should have never gone there at all.
"I couldn't let Harry do it alone," I said, "He's my cousin. I know we're not that close, but still, he's family,"
"Thank God nothing else happened to you," George said wrapping his arms around me, "at least you only lost your vision!"
"I can still see you,"
"But still!"
"Sirius died," I said. He gaped at me.
"Bellatrix Lestrange killed him. She also almost made me blind,"
"Thank god you are good at Defense against the Dark Arts," George said, "thank god for the DA,"
"Can you forgive me for breaking my promise to you?" I asked. George finally broke into a grin.
"Don't I always?" he smiled, looking gorgeous.
"Thanks George,"