We, the thought to be indestructible, Marauders walked slowly up the stairs the the griffin that guarded Dumbledore's office. Sniffling silently with eyes sore we each said possible passwords that would open the office entrance.
After twenty failed attempts, we were shocked when the Headmaster himself opened the door. His twinkling eyes were hidden by half moon spectacles. He looked as if he knew, did she scream? No. She could've though, she could've been scared of me. She probably thought I was a monster. Never being able to see the way her eyes sparkled when she laughed was killing me. His eyes shifted from knowing to surprise. "Can I help you three this fine day?" it felt like he directed the question to me.
James spoke up and Sirius and I began to cry a little. "Follow. Please." was all he could get out before we all began to silently lead Dumbledore to Mel. My new nickname other than Mini. I know she'd gotten used to Mini but I thought maybe she'd like Mel better. I'll never know the answer. She'll never look at me in the Common Room when she thinks I'm studying a paper closley but, I'm actually looking at her. Why did this have to happen? Why was her life intended to be so short? Was this girl, woman, meant to be a lesson for sinething I did in the past? Because lesson learned.
I didn't remember much as we approached the Willow. Dumbledore immobilized it, then had us go into the hole underneath it. We led him through the passage until we reached her. I couldn't bear it, so I walked into the other room where no one could follow me. The room wasn't big enough for four people, barely two. That's why I was surprised when Sirius squeezed into the room too. "Listen, it wasn't your fault mate."
I nodded my head. "That's what you say, but I think that I am a mon-monster." It wasn't that I couldn't get the words out, it was just that I didn't want to have more tears that I didn't have fall.
"You're not a monster."
"Yes, I am." I squeezed past Sirius and out to where Dumbledore and James were, Dumbledore was looking over Mel. What I saw next, was something I will never forget. Dumbledore drew his wand from his cloak and swiped it across her forehead. Her neck began to mend, and James' eyes lit up, then were quickly covered in tears, we knew she wouldn't come back to us. No spell could raise the dead. Dumbledore knew it too, I was sure. She was like Lily is to James to me, I just accepted her and she me, and this happens.
-sorry for shortness. this book will be shorter than the last one so be prepared also sorry for the wait guys! love you all!