I hereby am no longer doing all the yuck with the summary and stuff. It takes up to much space. :I!
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Chapter 17
Awakening
The emerald hues blinked sluggishly, and Madame Pomfrey could only stare, her eyes wide.
It had been four weeks, and then she had just awoken? It didn't make any sense.. Well, this is Amai Potter, really. Taking on Moutain Trolls, and getting in trouble! Geeze...
The Malfoy heir rushed forward, looking at Amai, worry coloring his ice blue orbs, and as he spoke, worry laced his voice, "Amai? Are you ok? Does anything hurt? Are you tired?"
Amai smiled softly and giggled, her voice sounding gruff from misuse as she said, "I'm fine, Draco. Why am I in the hospital wing?"
Draco looked at her sadly, "Amai, you've been in a coma for four weeks."
Poppy watched as horror covered Amai's features. The young girl sat up like a lightning bolt, her dark curls spiralling around her, "My work!... I.. I might fail! Oh, Akira! And Luna! And Blaise! Oh my gosh, are they alright?!"
Draco chuckled, Amai was okay if she was chatting like this.
"Potter, are you alright? Are you hungry?" Poppy butted in, looking at the girl.
Amai turned to her and nodded, "I am a bit hungry. Maybe.. a treacle tart?" The helpful gleam in her eyes caused both inhabitants of the room to chuckle.
"Fine, fine," With that, the matron left to gather Amai the sweets, chuckling all the while.
Amai turned to Draco, blinking, "How is the girl?"
Draco smiled, "She's fine. She had a slight concussion, and her arm was nearly shattered, but she was okay. She had to get stitches, but she wasn't in any real danger. You know, head wounds bleed alot."
Amai relaxed, sighing, "Good..."
"Do you have a hero complex or something?" Draco questioned, sniggering at the young Slytherin, whose face had begun to redden.
Amai glared and whacked him, "Your so mean! Madame Pomfrey! Draco's abusing me!"
Poppy hurried back and nearly facepalmed at the two innocent-children, though they were anything but, children, "Your little devils, you insolent little..." Trailing off, Poppy huffed and turned back, walking back to her office.
The two burst into giggles, before Draco stopped and blinked, "Oh! I gotta go get Blaise and Akira, and the others! To let them know your awake!" With that, the Malfoy heir rushed off, leaving a dumbstruck Girl-Who-Lived.
A slight shuffling brought her attention to a corner. A man with sandy hair and he was...well, for a lack of better word, hot. The combat boots that adorned his feet were splattered with blood and mud. His black t-shirt hugged his muscles, and the cargo pants he wore hung loosely on hips.
A smirk covered his lips as he stared at the girl, "Potter, nice to meet you. Names Hiro, I know of your little, ah, 'predicament'."
Amai flushed and leaned against her pillow, "Your the one she told me about..." She murmured absently.
The man caught on immidiantly.
"Lily? Ah.. That explains so much. When you fainted from magical extertion, Lily's magic must have reached out to yours, and the little time you think you spent together was much longer in reality. It only happens in really rare cases, aren't you a bundle of surprises! Oh! I'm Hiro Takahashi, by the way," Hiro chuckled, rolling his eyes, as the ravennete's face began to brighten, "Anyway, once your all healed, I could hunt down the bugger that wants your head!" He said happily.
"Are you insane?" Amai asked suddenly, staring at him blankly.
Hiro smirked, raised an eyebrow, "Maybe."
Amai burst into giggles, "Your weird. I like you," She chirped happily, grinning wildly.
Hiro sniggered and sat by her bed, shaking his head, "Okay, let me go over this. While you were fighting the troll, your lack of magic must have made you suspectable to demons. Which did, in fact, actually happen so now you have a demon after your blood. You also may or may not be the future !"
At the last one, Amai whacked him with her pillow, "Hush, you! Your so weird!" She whined.
He sniggered, and at her glare, he attempted to look innocent.
"Your rude," She said.
"Your weird," He retorted.
"Your insane."
"Your a trouble maker."
"Your a stralker!"
"I resent that! It's only on weekends!"
Amai burst out into giggles at his sudden outburst, before the sound of a door slamming open stopped her.
"Amai!" The voice of Akira shouted, as he all but tackled her, snuggling into her, "Your my pillow now."
His dark locks brushed against her nose and she giggled, as he moved so he could lay on the bed with her. When she looked up, she saw Draco had brought Luna, Akira, Blaise, and even
Amai rolled her eyes, before she gestured to the man beside her, "Guys this is Hiro, he's going to help me with my little 'problem'."
The others had arrived when she started her statement, and only Akira glared at him, "Hurt her and I'll..."
"Akira!" Amai shouted, glaring at him.
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
"Ugh!" They scream at the same time.
Hiro was sniggering at this point, "You guys are funny."
"We try," Amai and Akira stated at the same time, smirking.
Hiro rolled his eyes, and he looked at Draco who was glaring, "Yea, yea. I know. Mess up and you'll have my testacles," He smirked.
"Good," Draco huffed, before he sat in a chair near the ravennete.
Poppy came bustling back in, the six children having begun to chat, a plate of treacle tarts in her hands. She put the tarts in Amai's lap, sighing, "Any loud noise and you all are out, understood?"
"Understood!" All of them but Amai said, before low sniggers broke out between them.
Poppy threw her hands in there, before she walked away, muttering about 'idiotic children with no respect for authority.'
They all grinned as she wandered off, muttering still. They giggled.
Luna smiled dreamily at Amai, "Thank you for helping Koriah. She's my friend, I wouldn't want to lose her."
Amai nodded, smiling at the dreamy, air-headed girl, "It's no problem, Luna."
Luna smiled once more, once aquiring the a dreamy air.
Blaise chuckled and smiled at Luna, before he adorned a shocked expression as the hospital wings doors slammed open, followed quickly by a shriek of, "Amai! Draco!"
Amai's eyes widened as she looked at Draco, whom shrugged in response.
The sound of rustling robes were heard, and the curtains that surronded the group were ripped open, revealing a red-eyed Nacrissa. Her eyes were puffy from tears, her cheeks red, and her eyes also red. Her hair was placed into a messy knot ontop her head, and her golden robes seemed tousled.
"Cissy!" Amai smiled. Nacrissa let out a low sob as she all but tackled the girl, hugging her tightly.
"Never scare me like that again, you hear me!" Nacrissa demanded as she glared through her tears at the small ravenette, "You scared me to death! I thought you were dead! What were you thinking taking on a fully grown Moutain Troll?! You could have died!" By now, Nacrissa looked ready to burst into sobs.
Amai nodded silently, blinking, "I'm sorry, Cissy, I didn't mean to..."
"Didn't mean to?!" Nacrissa growled out, glaring.
"Nacrissa," Lucius began behind her, his tone cautious. His hair seemed to have gained some gray, which amused Amai greatly, till she remebered why he probably had gray hairs.
"Shush, Lucius!" Nacrissa snapped at her husband, glaring furiously. She stood, and growled low in her throat, her lips curled into a snarl, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go rant to a certain Bumblebee!"
Amai giggled at the nickname for Dumbledore, though she quickly shut up at the glare Nacrissa sent her, as she stormed out of the room.
Lucius sighed, running a hand through his hair, "She'll be the death of me," he sighed, before he briskly followed her.
"Draco!" Amai huffed, glaring at the sheepish looking blonde, "Why'd you tell them?!"
Draco shrugged, sighing, "Their my parents, Amai, and their pretty bloody close to being your own, so don't whine about it. They had a right to know about this, you know."
Amai huffed once more, a small pout growing on her face.
Akira sniggered, and pinched her cheeks, cooing out teasingly, "Aw, wittle Ami is pwouting!"
Amai whacked him, glaring.
"Meanie!"
Sorry it took me so long. WARNING! I wont be on from December 21st to March 15th, but I'll be typing up chapters to update when I'm back. My mom is going to Barhain during that time, and well, my aunt doesnt have any rudy internet_".. Anyway, review!
~Geo and Neo