Pain
The night was very restless. Lucy just for some reason couldn't go to sleep. She rolled around in her bed for a long time. She changed her position very often but nothing helped. Eventually she settled on her back and stared the ceiling but in the dark room she didn't really see it very clearly. She knew it was dark wood color but in the night it looked ebony black.
She sighed and was beginning to roll to her side when burning pain strike on her forehead. She immediately put her hand over it but it didn't take the pain away. She struggled to get out of her bed. She threw her covers away with a little difficulty since they were pretty wrapped around her and she wobbled to bathroom to check what was wrong.
She looked into the mirror in the bathroom but didn't see anything except smooth, thought a little white, sweaty forehead. Then the pain increased and she fell to her knees trying very hard not to scream out loud. This was pain nothing like she has ever encountered before. It was like somebody was pressing a white hot iron against her forehead and she couldn't get it off.
When the pain eventually faded away she noticed that she was no longer on her knees but lying on the floor panting in a fetal position as she felt the sweat streaming from her forehead to her open eyes mixing with the cowardly tears that had at some point started to fall from her eyes. She took few minutes to collect herself before she slowly rose to her trembling feet and looked herself at the mirror once again.
Her forehead was injury free but it was coated with cold sweat that was still dripping to the rest of her face and was tangling her once again messy pitch black hair. Her entire face was pale sickly white and she had dark bags under her eyes and her normally vibrant green eyes looked tired and bloodshot.
She walked slowly to her bed trying not to fall over but it was hard, she had to support herself with the help of the wall. Yet she still stumbled few times. Normally a minute walk had just turned into a ten minute excruciating walk. When she eventually got back to her bed she immediately fell down to it. The last thing on her mind before she fell into a deep slumber was…
Harry
Sorry, sorry, sorry. I know it's really short again but I hope it makes up to you that I updated the two chapters so close to each other.
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Snow