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"She'll wake up soon Mr. Potter, there are reasons people stay this deep in when they are physically okay, her mind needs to rest and re-set. I was told she was having hallucinations?"
"They.. she was hallucinating?" his voice cracks as I feel him grip my hand tight, we weren't the most affectionate twins in the world and it was surprising to feel him gripping my hand. More surprising then hearing I had been hallucinating for years now. When you think about it, with my mind I guess it really isn't that surprising.
"Mr. Potter, there is no possible way that she could be communicating with the dead, she's been having these hallucinations for years now it was only a matter of time. Professor Dumbledor didn't know what to do about it so he just tried to find ways for her to block them out".

"But-"

"Our minds cope in different ways, she's been stressed this year and sought help where she though she could get it"
The voices drifted in and out constantly, I could hear bits and pieces of conversation people were crying and everyone was talking about Severus and a funeral but I didn't know who's funeral, no one told me who had died. Then again why would they bother? I was unconscious and apparently slightly crazy. Then I heard crying, it wasn't Harry though, it was female it took me a while to figure it out, then I pushed to the surface, concentrating as hard as I could.

"Lizzie, he needs you. Please wake up, we have to leave tomorrow and if you don't wake up… I'll, you've been in here since the night Dumbledor died, Snape brought you up you passed out in his classroom. Lizzie why didn't you tell us? We could have helped you."
Dumbledor died? He was dead? Where was Severus why hadn't he been here? And how could I have asked for help I didn't know I was hallucinating, Dad had always told me they picked me, to talk to... they, they didn't lie they couldn't have. But they were a hallucination, of course they could have lied they were in my head, I put them there.

"Lizzie, Harry doesn't want me to tell you but, Snape did it Lizzie. Malfoy was going to kill Dumbledor but when he couldn't Snape did it."

No she was lying, Severus would never...

"He killed him Lizzie"

NO, NO, NO, Severus would NOT kill Dumbledor

I push, I push harder then I did when Harry begged me to wake up, I pushed harder then I did when I heard Bill Weasley was hurt, I pushed harder then I did when Ron tried to bribe me with chocolate. I pushed harder then I did when both the Weasley twins offered to marry me if I woke up, and I even pushed harder then I had when they had mentioned kidnapping Oliver Wood if I would wake up.

"No" I mumble cracking open my eyes, I hadn't been out too long, well I don't think I had been.

"Lizzie!" I hear before I'm engulfed in a hug, my head buried in Hermione's hair. I hold back a small laugh. It was all I could do at this point, my life was shit, my guardian, a murderer. I'm crazy, my brother's going to have to off the evilest wizard alive soon, and I, I had a mission of my own. Balls.

"I don't understand what you want from me" I mumble to myself. The house was big and empty, I could hear that house-elf of ours moving around in the kitchen while I wandered around the house in my snobbish alter-ego. Open the box, what a load of shit, all that was in said box was a potion, some clothes and random belongings and instructions. Go home, no where else. Wait for further instruction.

I wasn't allowed to contact anyone, after all I wasn't supposed to have any friends here, and I sure as hell wasn't supposed to contact Harry Potter. Why the Order was allowing me to stay in the house of a murderer I didn't know, they told me repeatedly that Snape killed the Headmaster yet here I was in his house, I was beginning to wonder how safe it was for the sister of Harry Potter to be here. I mean since Severus had done, what he had done what was stopping him from giving up his act now and delivering me to Lord Moldy-Tits as bait?

"Supper is ready Mistress"

"Thank-You" I mumble to the house elf and following her into the dining room. The table set for one. On the other hand, screw this crap I was getting out of here.

I look around the room, no one to tell me what to do. Severus would never know, of course overtime I tried to go to the Burrow I was always shoved back into the fireplace before I could even go see my brother. Mrs. Weasley was watching that thing like a hawk, and was even more determined that I stayed where I was. I believe her words were, "Well if they haven't come to kill you yet I suppose you're safe enough". Oh yes, soooooo assuring. Grabbing a hand full of Floo Powder I throw it into the fire shouting my destination before that stupid elf babysitter could stop me.

"AHHH!"

"Well that's always a kind greeting" I spit with venom as I walk out of the fireplace at the Burrow. People were milling around the kitchen, some staring at me, the women who screamed was now holding her chest which lead me to believe that Bill was in for quite the shock after he said 'I do' later today.

"Fleur, it's me. Lizzie" I say patiently as her eyes narrow, it almost wasn't worth it to be here, I felt like I was going to be kicked out at any moment.

"ELIZABETH! YOU GET RIGHT BACK TO SNAPE'S HOUSE THIS INSTANT!"

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