Lucy's eyelids flittered. She found she couldn't be bothered to open them fully, but squinting, she could see that she was in a room. She could also feel a terrible pain in her right shoulder, which worsened the more awake she became. She also became aware that the room she was in was a room she had never been in before. Compelled to find the cause of the pain which was now intense, Lucy moved her hand slowly to her neck, then slid it down past her collar bone. As soon as she passed her collar bone, she touched the damaged skin and winced, her instincts quickly withdrawing her hand.

A dark-haired woman walked by, glancing at Lucy, who stared back at her.

"Oh," she said softly. "Are you awake now?"

Lucy realised she was being spoken to and nodded slowly.

"One minute then." The woman dashed off and came back with an older woman who strode over to Lucy and sat on a chair. "Would you like to know what's going on, Lucy?"

Lucy was shocked. She wanted to ask the woman how she knew her name, but she just slowly nodded again, not wanting to interrupt.

"This is St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. I'm Healer Richards. I assume you've noticed by now that there is something wrong with your shoulder?"

Lucy nodded slowly again.

"You were found by the Forbidden Forest, just in the grounds of Hogwarts, which, I believe, is your current school?"

"Yes," she mumbled.

"You were found by a considerate young girl who had suspected something was wrong. She refused to tell us any details except for that you had been gone for a few days. I expect you felt the need to disregard the rules, and thought a trip to the Forbidden Forest would quench your thirst. My dear, that forest is forbidden for a reason. It's extremely dangerous."

Lucy decided she didn't like this woman all too much, but thought it would be best not to bring it up.

"Who was the girl?" Lucy asked, trying to prop herself up on the bed but instead pulling her shoulder too far and increasing her pain. "And what exactly is wrong with my shoulder?"

"The girl said she was your sister. Molly, if I recall. Ever so concerned. She looked as though she'd been crying before she found you."

Lucy gulped. How many letters had Molly sent? 'I must have missed them all while I was asleep... Hang on. Can someone sleep for that long?'

"Have I really been asleep this whole time?"

The younger, dark-haired woman spoke up. "You asked about your shoulder?" She looked away solemnly, avoiding the innocent young girl's confused gaze.

"See, you were... Attacked... By a, uh..." The woman struggled to get her words out, making Lucy itch with fear.

The older woman sighed. "A werewolf, Lucy."

Stunned, Lucy reached up to her shoulder and felt the wound carefully. A werewolf. She had heard about those before, about Teddy Lupin's father, who had been a close family friend. Also from her uncle Bill, who had been attacked by one and liked rare meat because of it.

Lucy's mouth was dry, but she muttered "Am I going to..?"

The two women were silent. The older one cleared her throat. "I'm sorry. You –uh..."

Lucy knew something must be seriously wrong, as Healer Richards had seemed so confident beforehand.

"Dearie, if we could have only found you sooner..." She spoke quietly before taking a deep breath. "Lucy, I'm sorry, but you have been infected with Lycanthropy."

Note: Congrats for reading this far! I don't like this fanfiction that much but oh well. So yeah, if you read this chapter, I would love it if you reviewed and told me what you thought about this as an ending? I dunno if it's too abrupt or something or whatever. So, thanks :3 I'll be starting another fanfiction soon yay/damn