It had been three days since I had arrived in the Great hall of Hogwarts. Since then I had had one or both of my siblings next to me at all times, except when I went to the bathroom of course.
In those three days my life had come crashing in around me. Harry, Ron, Ginny, and even Neville thought that I was a death eater and had shun me and would not speck to me. I learned that Sirius was dead and that was the last straw. The only good that had come about while I was captured was that My parents were both dead, and had been since September of last year.
I had cried continually for those three days and I was not sure if the pain would ever go away. My parents deaths I could deal with, they could never hurt me again. Sirius’s death, that to I could deal with, he is in a better place and he went down fighting the good fight, and that was the way that he had wanted to go down.
But the fact that the people that I had called my friends, and thought that I would have had a good welcome home with thought that I had turned on them, and for the life of me I could not figure out why.
It was about noon and Mione and Jack had finally left after I told them I would be fine will they went to get something to eat. I sat there looking out the window for around ten minutes before I heard the door to the Hospital Wing open.
“God I know that I am your sister and the youngest of us but I do not need you to keep a watch on me. I am fine go and eat.” I say with the irritation showing in my voice with out turning to look at the people that had come in. Maybe if I had then I wouldn’t have said that.
“What are you talking about Abby you don’t have any siblings do you?” a voice said from the door. I turned suddenly to see not my sister and brother but Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Neville standing in the door way all of them with questioning looks on their faces.
“I…well…um…” I stutter out not knowing what to say to cover the lie that I just let slip. ‘God Abby, how could you let that slip, they hate you know for gods sake, why would you tell them anyway,’ I voice that strangle sound like my sister shouted at me inside my head. “Why should I tell you? Don’t you all think I am a death eater anyway?”
They look at each other and then Harry says, “About that. We were wrong, it is just that we saw the body Abby, we say your body!”
“Well maybe if you would have cared to let me tell you my side of the story before you came to the conclusion that I was a death eater you would now that that was not me,” I say as I sit up. I wince a little at the pain that runs through my body when ever I move.
Harry starts to move towards me but I hold my hand up telling him silently to not come near me and he steps back. When I finally manage to sit up all the way I look back at them. They all have looks of concern on their faces.
“The only thing that I have to say to you, Harry, is that when people thought that you were the heir of Slythrin, who was it that was hexing people left and right when they would say something rude or mean to you?”
Harry started to say something but I cut him off, “And when Ronald here was mad at you because you were chosen in the Tri Wizard Tournament, who stuck by you and told you that it would be alright and that he would realize his mistake sooner or later. Was that Ginny, Neville, Jack, or Hermione? No Harry that was me and what do I get in return? ‘Don’t go near her she is a death eater’!”
“I’m so sorry Abby, I didn’t know what to think I thought that you were a death eater pretending to be you. I know saying sorry isn’t going to make you forgive me but I thought you should know that we don’t think you are a death eater.” He turned to walk away along with the other three when to doors opened again.
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