Harper POV
I didn't die, I woke up. I woke up one morning to see my mum and dad staring down at me, I wasn't in my room though ... I was in hospital. How I got there I don't know. All that I knew was that I was alive.
"Oh, Harper we were so worried " cried my mother "why didn't you talk to us?"
"I-I-I didn't know how" I replied
It turned out that I had been in a coma for a fortnight: Hermione had visited but she had to go back to her school.
That was a month ago now. I had various counselling sessions and I managed to bring my levels up to my usual standard. Today would be Theo's birthday, that's why I'm making a speech at a special memorial presentation.
I arrived at school and was ushered straight to the hall, ready to say my speech. After my head teacher had said a few words I was welcomed on to the stage and I began:
"Thank you all for coming, it really means a lot to me. As many of you know today, the 17th November, would have been Theodore Sirius Black's 12th birthday. Theo was my best friend and he died saving my life. He was the best friend I could have ever hoped to have. We met at the age of one, when he moved into the village after his dad disappeared, not that we knew this at the time, we met at the park and instantly connected or so my mother tells me. For the next ten years we were inseparable, the only thing that kept us apart was the 500m between our houses. He knew me better than my own twin sister, which seems funny because my sister and I were born slightly conjoined.
Seven months ago today Theo and I were involved in an accident. I don't remember much from that day but I will tell you as much as I can, Theo and I were out cycling, a man came along in his car from the other direction on his phone swerving across the road. The last thing I remember is Theo pushing me out of the way. I woke up in hospital. That man in the car hadn't stopped he just carried on driving, whenever I try and picture him I can only imagine a giant rat.