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Hey, so the ending of this chapter made me seriously cry. See if you can figure it out. I like the idea at the end also. Anyway, lets get this going!

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Chapter Four

The teachers who were not in the Order who had no idea what Camellia looked like were shocked and horrified by how she looked. Professor Flitwick looked at Dumbledore who was looking at Camellia with a sad expression. Professor Snape had an impassive face but he always did, plus he had already seen her before. Professor Sprout had her face in her hand, thinking of one of her best students hurt so badly. But what infuriated all of them was the smile on their new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Dolores Umbridge. She was looking at the last Potter with a pleasant look that did not seem appropriate for the situation.

Camellia sat in-between George and Hermione as Fred and Ron sat across from them.

"I-is…th-that…our…new…D-Defense…t-teacher?"

"I think so." He said before scowling at a boy nearby. "Hey, want something to stare at, look in a mirror not at someone."

"That was an okay insult Georgie but you can do better." Fred grinned and George smiled when Camellia laughed at that.

Soon it was the sorting and Camellia was glad they weren't by the eleven year olds so she wouldn't scare them. She didn't care if they stared as they were only kids in a new environment and didn't even know her. After the sorting, Camellia, who was still trying to use her fringe to cover her face, tuned out all of the speech by Professor Umbridge that had interrupted Dumbledore's start of term speech. The food appeared and Camellia pulled the food onto her plate and ate, trying her best to pay attention to her friends.

"Hey." She looked at George who grabbed her hand and smiled. That word was enough for her. She sighed and he squeezed her hand just as desserts appeared.

When everyone made it to Gryffindor Tower and headed up to their dorms, Camellia kissed George which he responded to before going up to the girl's dorm. When she arrived, she felt the eyes of her other dorm mates, Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil, on her. Hermione was frustrated with them, you could tell but all Camellia did was grab her pajamas and change in the bathroom.

Once she was out she went to her bed. And, not speaking at all, closed her curtains and went to sleep.

The next morning, she met up with George who smiled and brushed his hand along her cheek. Fred made a show of turning to give them privacy which was supposed to be a joke but they took it seriously and George kissed her fiercely, only pulling back when Ron and Hermione appeared.

After a breakfast consisting of stares and whispers, Camellia was close to running. They either focused on her burn marks, or the holes around her lips, or both. Tears built up but she pushed them down, focusing on the fried tomato she was trying to eat. It tasted like the foulest thing in the world and she could barely eat it. Finally their schedules came.

"Look at today! History of Magic, double Potions, Divination, and double Defense Against the Dark Arts…Binns, Snape, Trelawney, and that Umbridge woman all day! This is the worst Monday I've ever seen!" Ron complained.

"Tough luck little bro." Fred said. "You can have a Nosebleed Nougat cheap, if you'd like."

"Why's it cheap?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"Because you'll keep bleeding till you shrivel up, we haven't got an antidote yet." George looked at Camellia who was staring at her plate. He rubbed her arm and she looked up at him before he kissed her softly. He pulled back and smiled. "You'll be alright."

Soon they headed to class and Camellia was able to not talk, as she was embarrassed by how she now did, but then it was Potions with her most hated teacher. They were making The Draught of Peace and Snape was going around to check when he came to Camellia's.

"Potter, what is this supposed to be?" She didn't want to talk but she knew she had to.

"T-the…D-Draught…of…L-Living…Peace." The Slytherins sniggered at her talking and the Gryffindors except Hermione and Ron looked at her like what she felt, a freak. Her two friends looked sad.

"Tell me Potter. Can you read?"

"Yes…I-I…c-can." She said quietly.

"Read the third line of the instructions for me, Potter."

Camellia looked at it nervously. It was very long and she had even more trouble speaking in long sentences. She saw Hermione nodding encouragingly and Ron gave a quick thumbs up.

"A-add…powdered…m-moonstone…s-stir…th-three…times…" Her voice was running out like it did with long stuff and it was becoming weaker, "c-c-counterclockwise…allow…to-to-to…" And she couldn't finish. She looked around in panic, realizing she would get in trouble.

"Please, sir, let me finish reading it." Hermione said.

"Potter should be able to finish herself."

"She's not able too though." Ron said. "She cant speak for so long."

"Ten points from Gryffindor Potter, for not following directions." Tears entered her eyes and without caring what would happen, she grabbed her bag and ran.

She ran to the first place she thought, knowing the Professor had a free period. She knocked on the door and it opened to see Professor McGonagall.

"Miss. Potter you should be in class. Why-"

"I-I…cant…d-do…it." Camellia said. "P-please…l-let…me…l-leave…I-I…cant…b-be…h-here…anymore."

"Come in Miss. Potter." McGonagall sighed and let Camellia in. She sat her in a chair across from her desk. "What's the problem?"

"E-every…one…l-looks…a-at…me…like…i-I'm…a-a…freak...L-Like…I'm…n-not…normal." She took a deep breath so she could continue. "I-I…lose…h-house…points…b-because…I-I…cant…t-talk…r-right…I-I…c-can't…h-handle…it."

"I understand, Camellia." The girl barely noticed that McGonagall had used her first name. "I in fact thought it better if you stayed at Grimmauld Place but Professor Dumbledore felt you could handle it."

"Wh-what…should…I-I…d-do?"

"I'm going to do something we haven't done in some time. You'll be tutored instead of going to class. That means you'll have Professor Flitwick personally teach you what your peers learn in Charm's, I will do the same with Transfiguration. Herbology will be private with Professor Sprout and Potions will be done with Madam Pomfrey. History of Magic wont be with Professor Binns, I'll talk to Professor Sinistra." She frowned. "Professor Grubbly-Plank will be happy to teach you privately and Divination, well we'll worry about that later. How does this sound?"

"Wh-when…will…I-I…d-do…this?"

"One subject each day after classes. That means you'll have no classes during the day but late afternoon, you'll do one subject, but Hagrid will be on Saturday."

"Wait…w-what…about…d-defense?"

"That, I'm afraid, you'll have to go to. Today you can miss it so we can work out your schedule but I'm afraid you must go the next one."

"O-Okay."

"Now, how about you head to the common room while I talk to the teachers and Professor Dumbledore."

"Th-thank…y-you…Professor."

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See what i mean? Very sad. At least George will be there for her and she'll still have problems with her peers, just not in class. Read and Review!