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Chapter Nine: It'll Never Go To Plan
Lottie's Point of View
The silence around the ward hung in the early morning air. I was sitting in the visitor's chair, knees pressed up to my chest and cannula punched in the back of my right hand. I watched as the sun rose steadily over London town, turning the sky into a rosy pink shade. I was humming lightly to myself, illegally sat in the chair wide awake when I should of been laid in bed asleep. I do what I want.
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I hadn't moved from the chair all morning. The nurse who had been allocated to me, who I learnt was called Kirsty and not Kelly as me and Alex had been referring to her as for a good week, had looked over the fact I wasn't in bed and gave me a cup of tea anyway, smiling innocently as she added an extra sugar to mine than everyone else's. I noticed the guy in the bed opposite had been staring darkly at me between pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose and chugging down cherry water, as if he knew something I didn't, but I kept sipping at my extra sugary tea and pretended to ignore it.
Visiting hours had started twelve minutes ago, and every moment made me even more worried for how Alex was going to enter the room today. She was never one to just walk through a door like a normal human. Today was no exception, "TELL ME WHEEEEEEEN--"
"Will I see you again--"
"TELL ME WHEEEEEEN--"
"Will I see you agaaaiin--"
"TELL ME WHEEEEEEEEEENN--"
"Will I see you agggaaiinn--"
"NA NA NA NA NA NA NAA!" Alex had her guitar over her lap, and she was being pushed in a wheelchair by George. Her legs were hung over the arm rest, and Fred was following behind the pair with one arm folded across his chest, and a clump of parchment in his hanging hand. I laughed as they pulled up at the end of my bed,
"A little Human League there?"
"They've been practising that for three days." Fred rolled his eyes,
"You're really too much." I shook my head,
"Bitch, your lift is here." Alex said as she stood up and pushed her guitar around her body and onto her back. I stared at Alex,
"You--"
"Lupin be coming home!" Alex grinned. My face broke out into a grin and Alex threw her arms open, "Let me have it, one time offer."
"A-Are you being serious?" I asked her. She nodded enthusiastically,
"12 days! Man, your appendix only burst, you didn't lose a leg! This is the nineties! Of course you're going home!" Alex put her hands on her hips, "Offer expired."
"Oh my--" I dropped my knees from the chair and shuffled back to the bed. Alex took to the visitor chair I had just vacated, George perched himself next to me on the bed and Fred lent against the window sill. He handed me a parchment piece from the wad he had held in his hand,
"All you gotta do is sign that and we out." Fred pulled a quill from of his pocket, and George had a tiny ink pack. I grinned and, following a quick scan of the text, scribbled a signature along the bottom line, handing the parchment over to George. He left the ward and I turned to Alex. She was grinning,
"You gonna flip when you see the state of the flat."
"Ooooohh ..." I squinted at Alex and she was almost laughing,
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Diversion From Our Moment **Harry Potter/George Weasley Story** (BOOK4)
FanfictionLottie Lupin had seen many things and gone through even more phases in her life, but she had never expected to go through one like this. Loitte is out of Hogwarts and in the big, bad world as a adult witch. She and her best friend, Alex Tonks, are m...
