Disclaimer: Weeping Angels, as about to be explained, are featured in the BBC show Dr Who. If you like sci-fi shows, I recommend you check it out! I love it so much!
Sorry it's a bit late!
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ATTACK ON HOGSMEADE-PARENTS FEAR FOR HOGWARTS' STUDENTS' SAFETY
Smoke still settles on the streets of Hogsmeade in the wake of the attack that took place there two days ago. Thirteen people were injured in the explosions that occurred, three of which were Hogwarts students, in a deliberate attack suspected to be the work of a terrorist group calling themselves "Death Eaters."
Evan Rosier, 27, has been arrested on suspicion of allegiance to the group, and Dominic Mulciber, 19, is on the run after revealing his knowledge of certain attacks while intoxicated in a pub in South London. The Magical Law Enforcement Squad would like to ensure the wizarding population that this appears to be an unplanned event, and therefore unlikely to happen again, so there is no need for alarm.
Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry, has declined to comment, while certain members of the school board of governors expressed their concern for the wellbeing for the students at the ancient school for magic.
"I'm not sure how parents such as myself will feel in the wake of this attack. After all, we send our precious children to school to be safe, and they have witnessed a horrific attack that many people have been affected by." Said Abraxas Malfoy from his Wiltshire manor last night.
"Dumbledore doesn't seem to have put any extra security measures in place following this tragic event, but I expect it is some kind of clever ruse."
There has been some speculation over whether the school will close, however Professor Filius Flitwick, who is the Charms Professor at the revered school, is adamant that the school shall remain open.
"The Headmaster has got the situation completely under control. As long as he is here, the students will have the optimum protection in any attack, should one occur again."
Upon being asked about the unfortunate student victims of the attack, Filius assured me that the injured are being well-cared for. "Unfortunately, some students were affected by the events in Hogsmeade on Saturday. However, a Head Healer from St Mungo's came to check on one of the victims, and has declared all of the injured stable and out of danger. We are hoping to see them all up on their feet in no time."
Despite this, rumours have arisen due to the accounts by eyewitnesses that suggest one student has been cursed, and will be transferred to St Mungo's if their condition does not improve.
Could it be that the school's staff are trying to hide the truth from us?
Can Dumbledore introduce enough safety measures to quell the unrest that this attack has caused?
Investigations are commencing to determine the identities of the attackers.
-Ted Page, Daily Prophet reporter
"Morning Lily."
I look up from the Daily Prophet, frowning, and smile at Sirius as he enters the Hospital Wing.
"Hi Sirius."
"How are you feeling?" He sits down in James' abandoned chair. "Where's James?"
"I made him go have a shower. And I'm alright, thanks for asking."
"No problem."
I sit up, pulling my hair up into a straggly ponytail.
"How come you're not in Transfiguration, then? I tried to make James go, but…"
"He did the puppy-dog eyes, I bet."
"Maybe. So, Sirius. Transfiguration?"
"I was there, but James wasn't there, so I was bored, and Remus isn't feeling great, so I said I'd bring you some notes."
He hands me a roll of parchment covered in neatly-written notes, with diagrams and lists, just the way I like them.
"Thanks Sirius!"
"It was no problem."
"I didn't think you wrote notes…"
"I mean, I usually don't, but I was bored, and I know how stressed you get if you don't have the notes to study for the NEWTs, so…"
"Thank you. So much. These will really help."
I carefully slide them into the bag next to my hospital bed, and he points at the newspaper in my lap.
"Anything new about the attack?"
"Well, they've arrested some bloke called Evan Rosier on suspicion of being in the Death Eaters, and this idiot Mulciber got caught talking about their plans while drunk somewhere in South London."
Sirius sits up.
"Mulciber? You mean Dominic Mulciber?"
"Yeah, that's what it said." His face twists into an uncharacteristically ugly look.
"Git."
"Do you know him?"
"He was a good friend of my dear father."
"Oh Sirius."
"Don't start feeling sorry for me! I'm not the one who's been cursed!"
I smile slightly, and his expression turns serious.
"So do they still not know what's going on with you?"
"Well, you would think so, seeing as the world and its wife have come to see me, but they still don't know what the curse was. They've stopped the spread of the curse, and I'm taking six different pain-killing potions a day, but they don't know how to get rid of it."
"Does Dumbledore not have any ideas?"
"He said it was possibly two curses at the same time, but there was only one Death Eater, so I don't really see how that's possible. But there's an even better theory that someone came up with."
"Really? What is it?"
"You know the third-year girl who was in here with the broken leg? Marjorie Fellock?"
"The Hufflepuff? Muggle-born?"
"Yeah. Well, she thinks that I was touched by a Weeping Angel."
"A what?"
"A Weeping Angel."
"What's a Weeping Angel?"
I tuck my hair behind my ears and look at him, open-mouthed.
"A Weeping Angel? No? Dr Who? No?"
"Nope."
"Oh, of course not, you're pureblood, umm…Dr Who is a television show, and a Weeping Angel is an alien in it."
"Right."
"Yeah. It's kind of hard to explain, but a Weeping Angel sends you back in time, and Marjorie said I could have been touched by one, but my magic prevented the time…you know what, you have no idea what I'm talking about, do you?"
Sirius has a confused look on his face.
"So you were cursed by a…fictional alien?"
"Apparently."
"You should tell the Head Healer that. Snobbish prat."
"Sirius-"
"He is! He told James to stop worrying because someone who could actually helpful was there. He told your boyfriend to stop worrying! And said that James wasn't helping! I mean, who does that?!"
"The Head Healer, apparently."
"I should hex him." Sirius mutters darkly, and I raise my eyebrows.
"Sirius, you may hate this guy, but he thinks he knows how to make me better. So you will NOT hex him, at least not until I'm up on my feet again. OK?"
"Fine."
He looks up at me and smiles, and I do too.
There's a bang, and James bursts through the door, hair a mess, clothes all over the place.
"Lily! You okay? I did shower, I promise, but then McGonagall wanted to know why I wasn't in Transfiguration and-"
"It's okay, James. You were away for like, fifteen minutes. Sirius was down here, anyway."
James looks at Sirius as if he's only just seeing him.
"Oh, hi mate."
"Well, hello Prongs. Nice of you to finally notice me."
James grins, summons a chair from the other side of the room, and settles down next to Sirius, who grabs my newspaper and starts to read. I lace my hand with James' and he squeezes it, sending a rush of warmth through me, and I know that everything will be alright in the end.
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