YN woke up. She pushed her hair back with her hands. She wasn't at the burrow, she was at Hogwarts, in the hospital wing,
"Potter, you're awake," Madame Pomfrey said,
"What, what happened?"
"YN!" Harry smiled, his eyes hopefull,
"Where am I?"
"You don't remember?" Harry asked YN looked at her younger brother, blankly "With Sirius black. The whomping willow hit you and you were out cold. You've been out for weeks," YN looked confused,
"But, you, Ron-, what?"
"What's the last thing you remember?" it all came back to YN. A dream, that's all she and Fred were. A dream.
AN: I'm evil and I don't care. I know you all really enjoyed this book and I did to start with, but know I just don't. Like, there's no inspiration for me for this book. If someone could like write me a chapter, I will delete this completely and continue. But I just can't at the minute. Love you,
Liz xox