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Everything hurts.
Everything.
I'm not even kidding.
There's a catch, though.
OK, I'm sore, but that dull, horrible ache in my back has gone.
And Merlin am I pleased.

I woke up about an hour ago, groggy and confused.
The nice Healer lady, who introduced herself as Euphemia, reminds me so much of my mum that it hurts, and is vaguely familiar, though I don't know why. She disappeared about an hour ago, to do who-knows-what, and I've laid in bed since then, wishing that I could see James, or Alice, or Sirius, or Remus, or...anyone, really.

That's why I jump up with a start when the door swings open, and Euphemia comes in, carrying a tray with some vials and a plate on it.
"Hello, dearie. I've got some potions for you to take, and then some food. It won't be as good as the house-elves' cooking, but then not much is!" She chuckles warmly, and I smile in greeting, genuinely glad to see her.
Euphemia...I've heard that before. Where?
"Thank you. Umm...Euphemia?"
"Yes, love?"
"Would it be alright if I wrote a note for my friends? It's just they'll be worrying-"
"Of course, dearie. Here, I'll get you some parchment."

She fiddles around with a cabinet for a minute, finally wrenches it open, and pulls out a roll, before tearing a piece off, and handing me a quill dipped in ink.
"That okay?"
"Yes, thank you."

I ponder what to write for a minute, biting my lip, and then start to write.

James,
I'm cured!
Stop worrying, I'm fine.
I should be going back to Hogwarts tomorrow as planned, but they reckon that they can let me go a few hours early, as there is literally nothing wrong with me, apart from a headache.
I love you lots, and I'll see you soon.
Hope everyone else is okay,
Lily x

I draw a quick flower next to my name, the way that I sign all of my letters, and fold it up neatly, handing it to the Healer standing next to me.
"How old are you, again?"
"I'm seventeen, I'll be eighteen in January."
"What house are you in, at Hogwarts?"
"Gryffindor."
"Oh, like me! You must know James then. You said your name was Lily, didn't you?"
"Yep, that's me."
"Lily Evans?"
"Uh-huh."

Her face breaks out in a wide smile.
"It's great to meet you, Lily, but then I've heard a lot about you already."
"Really?"
She looks at lot like...but...she can't be? What's his mother's name, again?
"Yeah, but of course...it's... I'm James' mother!"

That's why she looked familiar.

"James said that you were unwell, but I never knew, I mean...I thought that maybe, it's just how many girls are there with bright red hair and green eyes in Gryffindor, seventh year, called Lily?"
"Just the one."

I smile at her again, and she engulfs me in a hug, warm and comforting.
"James is probably out of his mind with worry right now, Lily."
"He does tend do that, doesn't he, Mrs Potter?"
"Oh no, love, call me Dot. Everyone does. That, or mum."
She winks, and I smile yet again. Her enthusiasm is infectious.

"Would it be okay if I added something to the bottom of my letter?"
"Of course, love."

P.S: Your mother is really nice.

"Done?"
"Yes thank you."
"I think I'll deliver this myself, if you don't mind. I'd like to see Minerva, and James needs embarrassing in front of his friends again. It's the only thing that I've found that will deflate his head, apart you dear, of course."
I blush, fighting the urge to giggle at the idea of James' mum bursting into the boys' dorm.
"OK, Lily, can you please take this one, this one and this one, the whole thing, and then there's a cup of water there, as the last one doesn't taste great. I expect you're hungry so there's some bread there. If there are any problems, just give me a shout."
She points at the red cord hanging next to my bed, and I nod as she waves before leaving the room, shutting the door behind her.

Fifteen minutes later, I'm still grimacing at the taste of the absolutely disgusting medicine, and skimming through the Daily Prophet that I found on my bedside table, when James' mother comes back in again, a big smile on her face.
"I've got a note for you, love, from James."
"Really? How is he?"
"He was really worried, I tell you. When Minerva and I went to get him from the common room, he was pacing, the way he does when he's upset about something. He practically wore a hole in the carpet."
"He was in the Gryffindor common room?"
"Yes dearie, with Sirius and Remus."

She nods at the confused look on my face, smiling.
"Yes, Lily, I know Sirius and Remus. I know them very well, Sirius especially. He stays with us during the holidays. Has done since sixth year."
"Wow...I never knew..."
I look at the letter in her hand, and try my hardest not to look like I'm begging for it, but she just laughs and hands it over.

Lily,
Thank Merlin you're alright! We were so worried. I think I killed the carpet.
Sirius wants to know is the Muggle nutters hurt you, and if so, where they live so he can hunt them down and murder them.
I said, that if the Muggle nutters did hurt you, he'd have to get in line.
I'm glad you met my mum, she said that you were fine, but I'll believe it when I see you tomorrow.
Love you lots,
James x

He's drawn a little Snitch next to his name.
I can just imagine him writing the letters, his strong hands writing the letters just for me, and I can't hep but smile.

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