Laying in the chamber I look to Ginny's unmoving body and a tear fell down my face as I realized I had been to late I may have killed the basilisk and defeated Tom but I didn't save her. I wasn't quick enough to save her. More tears spilled over as I sat up and took in how I looked. I'm bruised and bloody. And I just want my papa and caraxes to make it all go away.
Learning how to defend myself didn't prepare me for this the inevitable failure to save someone else that you tried to protect. Struggling to my knees than to my feet I panted wanting nothing more than to lay back down and quit but papa would be disappointed in me if I did that so I continued on to standing.
I closed my eyes and pictured papa wanting to go to him and not be here and after a minute a warm feeling spread through my body and a tight feeling stated before my vision blurred as I opened my eyes. A moment that felt like an eternity later I stopped swaying and my vision stopped swimming as I arrived where I wanted to.
"Papa...pa-pa" I hiccuped and cried as I slowly walked towards the doorway to the dragon pit. It hurt so much it hurt deep in my bones. I knew I had some broken bones and long lacerations across my body with a long cut from my eyebrow to my chin all still sluggishly bleeding. The only one that was healed was where the basilisk tooth had pierced through my arm.
Moving through the doorway I saw his hair first and tried to move faster to get to him a bubble of tears started as I wobbled forward I had no energy left.
" Papa...papa!" He wiped around so fast I thought he might fall. He dropped what he was holding as his eyes widened and he rushed forward as I pitched forward no longer able to hold myself up. I felt pressure as he lifted me up and my head flopped on onto his shoulder as he stated hollering at those around us.
"Call the maester!!" He yelled as he held me. I think we're moving but I'm starting to not feel it's so quiet and warm. Papa rolled me around to put my head in the crook of his arm so he could see my face and I his.
" Eyes open little dragon. You don't sleep yet. You don't let go yet you hear me little one you have survived so much this will not take you not if I can help- " my vision blacked and my hearing was gone before I heard the rest.
Waking back up was slow and heavy my eyes felt as if bricks were holding them down and I was very fogging like I was missing something but I knew what had happened I passed out on papa. Slowly peeling my eyelids open I could see two hazy figures, both with silver hair. I moved my hand up trying to reach with a rough hand gripping mine in return. " Papa"
" Yes little dragon" I blinked as the heads moved closer clearing my vision to see Rhaenyra and papa sitting by my bed. As I looked at them the tears started again remembering why I was here in the first place. I couldn't save her.
" I couldn't save her." I cried out squeezing his hand and for a second it looked like something in their faces broke before Rhaenyra touched my face.
"Couldn't save who little one?" She asked with a frown.
" Ginny she was led into the chamber under the school and...me and Ron went down after her-" I started to hiccup and cry harder as I tried to get it out.
" And there was a cave in and me and Ron got split ... Up and (sniffle) I went ahead while he went to get help and when I got there she was on the floor with a boy standing above her (sob) and he sent a basilisk after me and when I killed it it stabbed me in the arm and by the time I stopped him ginny already died and I couldn't do anything and I just left her there" by the end I was a sobbing mess as they pulled me into their arms to try to calm me down.
" Shhh shhh breathe just breathe everything will be fine it's alright I'm sorry you couldn't save her but you won't be able to save everyone little dragon."
" But ginny is Ron's little sister he's gonna hate me that I couldn't save her!" I wailed into his chest.
" If he acts that way then he wasn't a true friend in the first place." They held me in their arms til I calmed and spoke softly to me about how proud they were of me and how strong I was. It was one of the more upsetting memories I had but they made them all better I was lucky to have them to love and care for me.
