"Where am I?" Harry asked, it was a whisper. I rushed over to Harry. I looked at him,  He was crying  a little. 

"Harry, what's wrong?" I said, it was really croaky, but I hoped it would be understandable. He whimpered loudly, his breaths were cold and fast. His eyes started to close. This could not be happening. I shook him, he didn't move a muscle. I lent down and wrapped myself around him, letting tears flow from my eyes. I felt his heart beat, it was beating slowly. I screamed, I just wanted to die. I wiped the tears away. I looked at him, blood was now pouring out his nose, his eyes were closed, there were bruises on his shoulders. I moved closer, to check if he was breathing. I heard nor felt nothing. I placed my hand on his chest, the beating was gone. I screamed again, I heard footsteps. 

"CALL SOMEONE, ANYBODY, PLEASE!" I cried out while tightly hugging Harry's unconscious body. My breaths felt so heavy, my tears dropped on his face. I moved away a little, I never realised how lucky I was to be his little sister. He was the most amazing brother, I couldn't deny that now. Yells surrounded me, people were running towards him. They were paramedics, I guess. They pushed me out the way. I tried to gather myself together. My heartbeat was so fast, I could hear it banging in my ears. Black  dots danced across my vision. Then afterwards, everything went black...

***

I opened my eyes, trying to gather everything that happend. I was lying in a bed, it was cold. That must have been the worst Christmas ever. Yes, even worse than the christmas when I was 11. Questions came to me in a rush, questions like: How was Harry, was he alive, where was I, why am I here.

"She's awake" Said an unfamiliar voice. I looked in the direction the voice was coming from. There was a girl, she had brown hair, it sliped down to her waist, she had green eyes and she was smiling. Who was she?

"How's Harry, where am I, who are you, where's Lily..."She stopped me. 

"First off, my name is Shannon. We are at hospital, Whittington Hospital. Who's Harry? Who's Lily?" Shannon interrupted me.

"Um, the other boy I was with, that's Harry. Lily, don't worry about who she is"I said quietly. 

"Oh, um"She stuttered. "Harry is in a bad condition right now, he is currently on life support, I'm sorry." She looked at me. Her look was sprrow, but it was poisinous. I closed my eyes, trying to block the world out. Fuck my life, it was all my fault, I shouldn't have asked to see Malfoy. A heavy weight was dropped on me, my eyes glued together. I fell asleep.

"Willow, wake up!" I heard a voice like Lucy's say. My eyes opened right away. We were in the slytherin common room. It had green everywhere.

"You have one wish" A girl behind Lucy said, she had blonde hair.

"Amy, I was supposed to say that!" Lucy explained, her voice was strong. 

"Is this a dream" I asked, my voice sounded like it had been drowned in chocolate and then stuffed with llama fur. 

"No shit" Lucy rolled her eyes, and Amy laughed. I forced a laugh too. I felt shit. 

"So, you said something about a wish?" I asked, it was really confusing. 

"Well, you have one wish. You get to wish for one thing to happen in your life" Lucy told me. Her eyes were green, they were beautiful. 

"How's Harry?" I asked, ignoring what she just said. Don't be dead, please don't be dead.

"Well, he isn't going to wake up on his own. Think about a wish, I can wait, well, until my god damn assignments come back" Lucy smiled.

I thought for a second. I could wish for anything to happen. That means, everything to go back to normal again, but then I thought, Harry. I shrugged, letting out a big sigh. One wish means I could wish for everything to go back to normal , but does that mean Harry lives?

"If I wish for everything to go back to normal, would Harry be alive?" I asked, Lucy looked at me. 

"He wouldn't, sorry Willow" Her smile was fake. The girl behind had gone. Weird.

I had two choices, Harry, or normal life. Life wouldn't be normal without Harry. I wasn't sure what to pick, shivers would travel down my spine. Then, I said the worst thing I had every said in my whole life. 

"Everything goes back to normal" I said, immediately regretting what I had just said. 

Suddenly, everything was gone, it was black. I opened my eyes, it was a light blue ceiling. Where was I? I sat up, my body felt heavy, like it was stuck to the bed. I saw my surroundings. There was a black television infront of me, behind that, there were a couple of DVDs that I have never heard of. I turned to the right, there was a tall window, it was just a brick wall outside. I looked the other way. There was a wooden door, surrounded by a white wall. There was a mirror. Then I remembered Lucy, I remembered my wish. Everything was normal. I felt like a massive burden had been taken off my shoulders. I stood up, then I slowly walked towards the mirror, my refection was different. I was older, my hair was dark, with ginger roots. I was wearing my cat pyjamas, everything was normal. But then I realized the worst, the other part of the wish. 

Harry was dead...