A Magical Year (Magical trilogy book #2)

*Complete* 1976 ... Last year, Alex and Kyle visited Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with their school. They're best friends, and more like a brother and sister. Hogwarts was not the kind of school they expected to ever visit, since it taught REAL magic. And they never expected to meet such people there, people who they'd love.
Because of this love, Alex got the ability to make some simple spells; a talent that it so rare that it's nearly impossible. Now what'll happen when Alex turns from a muggle to a part-witch? And what will the Ministry of Magic decide to do about her?


95. Death Eaters





I spent that day without hearing Alex's voice, without seeing her eyes, without feeling her warmth. It was disastrous, and I really hate to admit it, but I started to actually almost believe that I lost her. 

If she's not alive, she's probably in a coma, and who knows how long this will last. 

I'm supposed to leave the wing, but I can't really do it. I can't leave her. I feel like every moment I spent with her - could be the last. 

And I can't bare to think of things that way. 

I can't lose her, no. 

I was holding her hand, she still looked lifeless. It's funny that Alex can manage to look good even when she's like this. Her hands aren't that blue anymore, I've been holding them for a long while, but her lips are. I wish I could heat them too, I wish I could kiss her one last time. The blue in her lips would match her beautiful eyes, if only she opened them. Her blonde hair, all over the pillow, making her face look like a flower in a meadow. Yes, she looks sick, but beautiful. It's a stranger combination, and I never thought it could happen, but with Alex, everything's possible. 

I miss her, so much. I just want to spend some real time with her, I just want her to be here with me. Forever. I want her to live. 

I wasn't even sure when the tears started coming, but I found my eyes and cheeks wet, it took me a second to wipe them as I saw Kyle and Max getting into the hospital wing. Max smiled weakly. Kyle didn't even try. 

He stood by Alex's side, then started stroking her hair with his fingers while talking to her. 

"You know, Alex," He said. "You should wake up soon, everyone's looking for you and waiting for you - it's crazy. Sirius and I are doing alright, you know, we're not hurt or anything - of course we have some little scratches, but they're nothing." He turned to Max, as if waiting for her to speak next. "But we need you." He finally said.

"We-we're going to look for Katy, Alex. I know you'd appreciate it. I know you hate fights, but that's something worth fighting for. Just please, I want to find you all awake and well when we get back here. Just, please Alex. Please, just try." Max kissed Alex's cheek, then so did Kyle and then they both went out, saying goodbye to me. I didn't try to stop them, I wanted that Katy girl dead as much as I wanted to take another breath. I'd go with them, but I had to stay with Alex. I want to be there for her - with her, if she wakes up. 




Alex's mother's visits were heartbreaking, I wonder if my sight with her is heartbreaking too. Her mother comes to her bed everyday and weeps, I try to tell her not cry, but I never manage to get it out of my mouth. How can she stop herself from crying? The situation's so, so bad. 

"My baby." She said today. I was laying in my bed when she came in, and I rested there for a while. "Please, please wake up, stay with me. I need you Alex, I've always needed you. I need you more than you ever needed me." There was a pause when she let out a sob. "I know I'm the mother here, and I've always thought that kids need their parents, but the truth is, we need you more than you need us, we always do. When you went away, here to Hogwarts, at first I couldn't stand it, and I know that I won't ever be able to stand it if you left me now - forever. I need your cheery laugh that always fills my heart with joy. I need your courage and smartness to help me live, you've always helped me, with everything. You're such a good girl." Another sob. "Please, just try. Look, if it's too exhausting, if you can't stand it, then don't. Don't try. I won't ask you to try to, because it would be selfish of me, but-" She lowered her voice, so she was talking in whispers now, "think of Sirius, think of Kyle and Max and the twins, think of your friends, of everyone you care about and cares about you, then make sure if trying to live is worth it. Make sure you make the right decision, because you always do."  







"It's been three days, my lord. The school's been quiet about her. Of course the halls are roaming with her name, but the professors don't say much about her. This means they're trying not to mention that she died. She must be dead. 

"I saw how lifeless she was when she fell to the ground, my lord. Mission completed. She's dead." Voldemort walked around me in a circle. 

"Looks like you finally did what you were told." He paused. "You know, I would've loved to kill her with my hands, but I thought it would make things more fun for you. I thought I'd make you feel the pleasure of killing mudbloods, of killing people who don't belong to our world. Of killing people who aren't us. Of simply killing." His hissing voice gave me goosebumps, I tried to ignore him. I tried to feel the pleasure in killing a girl that I know. A girl who's been my friend. Who's never caused me any harm. "Good job, Martin. Now all you have to do is kill the other boy and I'll do the rest of the killing - of course you'll help me, since you're such a good assistant. No one suspected you, you say?" I shook my head. "That's quite impressive. I'm not sure I should go and kill everyone by my self, not just yet. I need more assistants like you. People who're searching for killing and death. Who'd eat death as if it was their first meal after years of hunger. Death Eaters, you'd be called, and you'll be one of the firsts." I bowed and turned to leave when he called me, "Oh and one more thing-" He said. "did your sister help you with this?" 

"Just a little." I lied. I wasn't sure what to say, I couldn't lie to the Dark Lord, but I also didn't want my sister dead. "Jasmine helped a bit but, she couldn't do everything. She tried, my lord, she did, but no matter how hard she tried they won't let her come here so she could help me no longer." 

"It's a good thing she tried." He hissed. "Though you should know, next time I tell you she should help you and she doesn't help you completely - she'll be dead." I know it. He's made sure I knew it, he always does. I swallowed hard and nodded. 

"I would kill her before you do, my lord." I lied. Yes, I want him to feel proud of me, I need his trust. For my own and my sister's sake. 

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