The Black Screen

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It's an interesting experience, drifting though consciousness.

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I must have been inside the endless black of my mind for hours.

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Before I realized that I could think. And my first thought of course.

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Are my friends alive? Am I? It would be hours more, before I received any sort of answer.

I don't want him being rushed Mr. Bagman

That voice. I knew that voice.

He has until February for the Second task, and it's still November. He can stay in here the rest of this month and all of next for all I care.

That was Professor Flitwick. I loved that guy.

Yes, yes, I am not trying to rush things.

That was Bagman. I didn't love him.

There are just a lot of people looking forward to seeing him... Healthy again. Those ladies of his are particularly-

Bagman's words were cut off, by Madam Pomfrey no less.

Those young ladies of their own, you mean.

I loved her. She was nice.

Oh, Yes of course. Those young ladies are, particularly forceful.

Those ladies? He must have meant. Padma, Parvati, and Cho Chang.

He's moving!

I felt hands grasp my arm. holding me in place.

"Mr. halfhwit," said Madam Pomfrey, "please don't try to move. You're safe. You're in the infirmary. Your friends are safe too I promise."

I calmed. Opening my eyes for the first time in.. too long.

It was so bright. I saw the faces of those three surrounding me.