As Tabitha and the others Weasleys sat in the Common Room, Tabitha debated telling the gruesome story of Azkaban. "What the heck did I see in your room? You were standing still but someone was moving in the mirror," Percy warned. Bill looked at him confused and then waited for Tabitha to answer.
"When I was 5, I was taken to Azkaban to visit my mom. She was still permitted to see me. The Dementors knew my foster dad and myself went to see her. When I went that day though, something was different. They couldn't tell it was me. They began treating me like a convict. Talon was able to break me free but that wasn't where it stopped. As we walked through the place, there were chills running through me. Mind you it was Azkaban so," she sighed before shaking her head. She hated bringing up the day she lost control of who she was in Azkaban. "We got to the visitation room and mom was brought out. Everything was going as normal. She was asking about my school life, how I was doing at home and all that. But then, she snapped. She pointed her wand at me and said I was a disgrace. Talon easily shielded me for the most part, but as he was about to get me out of there, I was nabbed from behind. Talon found me tied to a chair and he couldn't go near me. A prisoner had taken his chance and put a spell on the ground that would kill me. I could go across the line but I had to get out without falling or touching the line. As we got thinking out a plan, he came back and began hitting me with the Cruciatus Curse. I couldn't stop screaming and as much as Talon tried to fight, we were powerless. Finally, the Dementors found the real culprit and dealt with him. But by that point, it was too late to undo the damage. Talon thought the color in my eyes was only a change from pain. As time went on though, we realized it was much darker. Every time my rage flared my eyes would change and I wasn't able to control myself. After 2 years of trying to let it go, we knew it had to get in control before someone noticed. Talon crafted a metal glove that gave me a rather painful squeeze to try and snap me out of it. It usually worked. But we noticed changes as we kept working on it. At my own will, I didn't need a wand all the time. I could use magic with just my mind. We contained it and I can still do it. But he warned me to never use it. At least until I got here. When the Slytherin made fun of me, that side of me I warned you about. She tried using my brain to perform a few spells. That's why I paled down. I was fighting myself. We used to have his friend Damien suffocate my evil side. But as I grew older, the treatments were more frequent. We were going to try and kill it once and for all, but times grew dire. Damien was getting attacked, so instead Talon sent me straight here. Thought that the school might protect me enough. That I wouldn't have to be afraid of my evil side," she recounted.
"That acid voice. Was that?"
"Yes. That was her. I can slow her down but I don't know how long I can hold her back," she responded. Bill felt sympathy for the girl. She had a lot on her mind. She had to control her evil side, her spells could accidentally slip out if she thought about using them and so much more.
"It's late. Try to sleep. Oh, and Headmistress found something she thought might be of use to you," Charlie answered handing over a bandana. As Tabitha looked it over she covered her mouth and shook her head. "What's wrong?"
"This bandana should have been destroyed when dad was born. It was said that the last person in our family with certain abilities would lose this. There's no way there's another," she sighed.
"Another what?" Percy was now intrigued.
"We aren't Animagus, but we can turn into many different animals or change our appearance," she explained.
"Like Tonks. You're a Metamorphagus," Bill answered and gave her the bandana. "I'd hold onto that if I were you," he warned. She looked at him confused. "Tomorrow put it around your neck. Just in case abilities start popping up on your face," he warned.
"Okay," she answered before laying down and thinking about her parents. Too bad you won't see them again. You're letting your heart lead you to the Weasleys. They're just using you! Tabitha ignored the evil voice in her head and closed her eyes planning to get tons of shuteye for classes in the morning. Her first class was Defence against Dark Arts class.
Meanwhile, Bill and the others were having a secret meeting. "She's got parents and siblings in Azkaban, her powers can go through her head and she's a Morphamagus? Bill, we could be in trouble," Charlie warned.
"We could be. If she wanted to follow in her parents' footsteps. As Percy noted earlier, she acts differently because she wants to be different. Let's show her there is a better way," Bill responded.