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?


94. The Hospital Wing





They were keeping Alex away from us all. I don't know why they were doing this. Sirius was kept alone too at first, but now Madam Pomfrey brought his bed next to Kyle's. Sirius was past asleep but at least he's alive. 

"What about Alex?" I asked Madam Pomfrey, one more time. Please, please, I need to hear another answer. All she's been telling us, is that she's on the line between life and death, and that she might not make it. That's why everyone's been freaking out. I'm not sure what to believe. Should I believe my common sense that says she's ... dead? I saw her body hitting the ground. Everyone was screaming and panicking. I was too. I panicked, and so did Lara. At that moment Max was on her way to the bathroom, we couldn't tell her instantly. 

Maybe she's alive.. there's always a possibility, right? 

I wiped the tears that were running on my cheeks. I can't believe this is actually happening. She's one of my best friends. The two of us grew so close this year. Please God, I prayed, I don't want to lose her. 

I looked at Sirius. I couldn't hide my sadness, but it was fine, no one was around. The girls have a class now, and I wanted to stay here with Kyle and close to Alex. The Marauders have been coming and each time they do they get sent back. James was in the hospital wing too after the task, but it didn't take him long, he wasn't as harmed as the others. He's definitely not as harmed as Alex.

Kyle was sleeping peacefully. His talk with Max was so intense, the stress tired him, and I asked Max to leave. I know she's mad at Katy, but that's not the right way to sort things, that's not the right time. Kyle needs to rest, and so does Sirius. Talking to them about Alex won't help her. It wont make her more alive. 

Oh Alex, how I want you to be alive. 

It took Sirius about half an hour to wake up, it happened slowly, he opened his eyes slowly and then took everything in. 







When I opened my eyes, I found myself in the hospital wing. It took me a while to remember why I'm here. Was it some adventure the Marauders and I had? No.. 

I started remembering the task I was in. The flying, the maze, the fighting. 

The fighting. 


And I jumped after Alex.

What I was trying to do is slow Alex down. Slow us both down. The thing is, Alex was so far away from me, she was so close to the Whomping willow. I hope my plan worked, I hope Alex is alright. If anything bad happened to her, how will I be able to forgive myself? I was the one who was supposed o protect her through the task. She picked me, she chose me to help her, to protect her. She trusted me. Even if she didn't pick me, it would've still been my job to help her. 

I blinked twice and my vision got clearer, Clara was sitting by the end of my bed. She stood up when she saw me awake and came to me. 

"How are you feeling?" She asked gently. 

"Okay." I answered, realizing how thirsty I am. "I just need water." Clara stood up and brought me some water. She should be a healer or something. She'd make a good healer. She helped me with drinking it, my body ached. All of it. "Clara... How's Alex?" 

Clara hid her face with her hands. I was just about to freak out when she answered, 

"She's ... Alex's fine. Stable for now."

"Where is she?" I looked at the beds around me, only Kyle was there, in addition to some other sick, sleeping kids. Alex wasn't there. 

"Um, I think she's resting somewhere. Madam Pomfrey's with her. Ask no more questions now, just rest." Alright, I'll rest if Alex's fine and with Madam Pomfrey. I sighed. At least I woke up to some good news. I want to see her, so badly. I want to see for myself how fine she is. I need to. I didn't push it, though, I knew Clara couldn't do anything and I was too exhausted to move and talk anyway. I could tell Clara was tired too. I wonder how long she's been here. 

There were two books on the table by Kyle's side, she must've been reading. For how long, though? 

"How long have we been here?" I asked. 

"Quite long. One day now. And I think you'll have to spend some more time in the hospital wing, you don't look strong enough to be sent to your dorm, honestly." And she was right, I wasn't. My arm was wrapped with something, it must be broken. I'm surprised my neck isn't. Arresto Momentum did slow me down, but eventually I did hit the ground and it was too painful that I passed out. I think I hit my head. I put my hand on my head and found some bandages wrapped there too, yup, I must've hit it. 




The next day, the Marauders came, Clara left with Kyle, he was felling better and he needed to get out of here. I wasn't fleeing any better. The boys made me laugh, as usual, they were happy to see me all awake finally. They said they kept coming to the hospital wing and going back without seeing me. They visited me three times that day, and despite my laughs, I was dying to see Alex. 

How is she doing? Is she really fine? 

One more day is all I need in the hospital wing, and one more day was all it took me to see her. 

Madam Pomfrey brought her. The boys weren't there when she came, but Max was. I almost didn't know her. She looked nothing like herself. 

Her body was all white, like a sheet. Her hands were blue. What wasn't wrapped of her body was filled with bruises. Her face looked lifeless. She looked lifeless. Her eyes were closed, I jumped out of my bed and Max ran to me, stopping me. 

"Are you out of your mind? You can't just jump out of you bed like that when you haven't left it in days." She carried my wight. 

"I don't care." I said. "I want to see her." 

"I don't blame you." She whispered. "Just, please, sit down while you do." I laid my weight back on the bed behind me as she got me a chair and put it by her bed. I sat there and just looked at Alex. Max was on her other side. I held her hand, it was so cold. So cold. I kissed her hand and when I looked at Max I found her crying. "I'm sorry." She whispered. "I just can't stand this." She took Alex's other hand and cried some more. 

I was so tired and sad and desperate that I started crying too. Then Max came to me and hugged me, we were both crying hard. I don't know what it is, but something's not right with Alex. I haven't seen her in two days and when I finally do, she's all weak and cold. I've never seen her that tired. Max helped me to my bed then. 

"I still want to sit there."

"Don't you want to be all healed so that you can be with her more if - when she gets better?" I ignored the if here, because it couldn't be right. There are no if's, there are only when's. Alex will get better. She can't stay like this. The only explanation would be that she's... 


"I'll stay here tonight." Max said. 

The next morning, I woke up with Alex's mother's voice. 

"Where is she?" She was crying. "Oh my baby." I looked away. 

I was getting better, but Alex looked more lifeless by days. 




~Author's Note~

Hey everyone.. how're you doing? 

I just wanted to tell you that I wrote a short story called Hopes and Dreams. 

Check it out if you want.. here's the link:




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