Harry sits next to you on your bed, gripping your hand tightly. You hold on to him like he's your lifeline. Hermione is trying not to cry at the door of your bed, Ron is holding her. You're awake, but just. It's been like this for a while, and nobody thinks you will make it. Harry: Please, Amber... don't leave me...
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14/08/2025