Is This Really Happening?

This chapter, we'll get to see how the Chosen One and the rest of the family is handling the news that his daughter is dying. This might be the chapter where you guys get mad at me. Even if you are, sit back, read, enjoy, and if you want, review or vote in the poll on my profile.

Love always,

Avoline

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Harry walked through the front door of the house and flopped onto the couch. He had tried so hard to focus on the work before him, but his mind kept wandering to Lily. His daughter, his little girl, was dying. Something was wrong inside, and now he was going to loose her. He just felt so lost, so confused. He was suppose to pass first, not her. Not his baby girl.

After we tried for so long.

He felt a lump form in his throat just as Ginny walked in. She had began to open her mouth, only to close it back and sit down next to him.

"Thinking about Lily," she whispered questioningly. He nodded. "I've been thinking about her all day." He turned to see her eyes were red and puffy.

"It's not fair, Gin," he began hoarsely. "She's the youngest. Why couldn't it have been me?" Ginny's hand closed around his.

"I've been asking myself the same question, Harry," she soothed. "Bill, Fleur, George, and Angelina are all upset about it as well."

"So is Ron," he responded. "I told him as we left work. He almost started crying right there." She nodded.

"I don't know how she plans on telling Mum and Dad," she stated. "Mum is going to be so heartbroken." Harry wiped a tear away as it fell down her face.

"Don't cry, Ginny," he comforted. "Your mum will be doing enough of that as it is." She let out a soft, sad laugh.

"Mum cried when Fred died," she muttered. Harry nodded.

"She cried when we got married," he pointed out. She giggled.

"And when the kids were born," she laughed. He quickly sobered up.

"Now she'll have to watch as one of them dies," he half sobbed. Ginny put her arm comfortingly around him, and he finally surrendered to his emotions. "Why, Ginny? After we tried so hard to have a girl, why is it now that she'll be taken away from us?" Ginny tried desperately to sooth him as his body shook with sob after sorrowful sob. All he could think of was what he could have possibly done to deserve this kind of punishment.

While Harry sat, broken and confused, Albus and James watched from the stairs. They had spent the past few days thinking that their kid sister had only been joking. Seeing their father, the strongest person they knew, break down and cry like this made everything more real. Albus turned and walked up the stairs quietly, followed by James. They both retreated to James's room and closed the door.

"She's really dying," James stated, breaking the silence. "Our baby sister is really going to die."

"James, don't," Albus cut in softly. "I don't want to think about it." He really didn't want to think about it. He didn't want to accept reality. He didn't want to think about the fact that he would have to help bury his baby sister. He didn't want to accept that she might not be there to help him find the right woman, or baby sit his future children.

"Albus, we have no choice," James snapped. "We can't ignore it or act like it isn't happening! Our sister is going to waste away before our eyes and there's nothing Mum or Dad can do about it!" Albus looked up to see that James was crying. "She's leaving us, Al, and not because she wants to. She won't be there when we get married, start families of our own."

"Don't say that," Albus began. "We don't know how much time she has left. She might be able to be there for all that." He stopped when he heard soft, choked sobs from James.

"Al, I just can't," he responded hoarsely. "I can't live hoping for the impossible." Albus simply stared at his eldest brother. His mournful words sent a hundred questions spinning in his head.

What if Lily did pass away before they got married? What if they woke up to find that she had passed during the night? What if she died alone, without ever knowing how much she meant to them?

What if the two of them never got the chance to say goodbye?