Chapter 18 : Disintegrate
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Warning: This chapter contains sensitive topics. I don't mean to offend anyone.
George left me sobbing in the bathtub. I what he was doing was the right thing, but I can’t help but feel more alone than ever. I heard him thunder down the stairs and exchange some words with my dad, before the door slammed shut. I knew he had left.
The bubbles surrounding me quickly dispersed as I polished off the remains of the wine. Before I knew it the water, once so warm, had turned cold. Sighing I stepped out of the tub and wrapped the second fluffy towel around my dripping body. I stumbled blindly into my room, pulling on the first item of clothing my hand touched. The alcohol was already having an effect on my system. I probably shouldn’t have had anything at all to drink, but I was dying anyway so it shouldn’t matter. No! No, I wasn’t going to die. I couldn’t do that to George or my father or anyone for that matter. I had to fight it.
I took a wobbly step back and collapsed on my bed. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to trap the tears threatening to spill onto my cheeks.
Suddenly, I remembered the owl at the window. Glancing up to look I realized it had vanished, a letter sitting in its place. I jumped off the bed, staggering slightly before making my way slowly to the window. Thoughts of what could be written in it swirled around my head, when suddenly it struck me. It would be from St. Mungo’s. I reached out and grabbed the letter. Sure enough sitting in the top left hand corner was the hospitals crest.
With shaking hands I turned over the letter. I ran my finger under the flap until the seal broke. I pulled the letter out and read it.
‘Dear Ms Lovegood,
The file containing your blood tests have gone through to the ‘Serious Blood Condition Ward’. We need to operate to remove the cancer cells as soon as possible, if possible. In the past many cancer patients have had the cancer cells in their bodies removed successfully. It is unfortunate that we found the cancer cells at such an advanced stage, and it is unlikely they will be able to be removed safely.
Please be at the St Mungo’s Serious Blood Condition Ward on the 14th January at 1:15pm.
Regards Tania Gordern
Senior Secretary, Serious Blood Condition Ward.’
I sighed and refolded the letter. This wasn’t the news I was hoping for. Everything just kept getting worse. Oh, and on top of that George left me when I needed him the most. I mean I understood that he needed space, but it was getting dark now, and I was beginning to get worried.
I grabbed my wand from my bed, casted the anti-drinking spell on myself and began to walk downstairs, the letter still clutched in my sweaty hand. I reached the kitchen and threw it on the table. Without looking at my father I walked over to the stove and started working on dinner.
“Oh Luna,” he whispered. I guess he read the letter. “What are you going to do?”
“I’m going to fight it.” I said through gritted teeth. “I have to, for you and George.” I turned away from the counter and faced Daddy. He opened his mouth to say something when a loud crack outside the door interrupted him. I rushed to the door with my wand raised.
Slowly I unlocked the door and pushed it open to find George and Mrs Weasley standing there.
“George!” I screamed jumping on him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me into the air. I buried my face into his chest as he sat me down on the ground again.
I crumpled to the floor suddenly overcome with emotions. George couldn’t see the letter. That would be pushing it over the edge, knowing that I had little chance of survival. I heard George kneel down next to me. He wrapped his muscular arms around me and pressed me to his chest, picking me up and carrying me back into the kitchen where my daddy and Mrs Weasley were waiting. I looked up and saw Mrs Weasley with the letter in her hand, silent tears rolling down her cheeks. I glared at my father and he shrugged apologetically at me. I looked up to see George standing, arms still around me, watching his mother suspiciously. This wasn’t good.
I stood with my arms still around Luna’s shoulder, watching my mother wordlessly read the letter. I looked down at Luna to find her staring at me, fear apparent in her eyes. I untangled my arms from around her and took a step forward.
“George, please.” Luna croaked, but I ignored her, my eyes set on the letter clasped in my mother’s hand. I held out my hand for mum to give me the letter but she just grasped it tighter, exchanging a look with Luna’s father.
“Give it to me please.” I said taking a step closer.
“George…” Mum whispered shaking her head slightly. “I-“
“No!” I interrupted her. I was suddenly outraged. “You can’t keep things from me, especially not this. Luna is my life now, my everything and I need to know what that letter says.”
I turned to look quickly at Luna. There were tears streaming down her face. I knew whatever was in this secretive letter wasn’t good. Her eyes shifted off mine and she nodded, just the slightest tilt of her head. I turned back around to face Mum again. This time, with slight hesitation, she held the letter out for me. I grabbed and quickly read it, my heart sinking with every word written. I had to be strong, for Luna if not myself.
“This can’t…” I trailed off seeing the look on Luna’s face. Of course she wasn’t taking it well, I mean who would. And I left her.
“Come on.” I said lifting Luna off the chair and ascending up the stairs. “It’s been a long day.”
We reached Luna’s room and I lay her down on the bed, climbing on after her. I put my head on the pillow next to her and kissed her forehead.
“I’m so scared.” Luna whispered, fresh tears escaping her eyes. I felt a lump rising in my throat.
“I know.” I pulled Luna to my chest, drawing circles on her back as she cried herself to sleep.
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