Not My Fault 4

A/N: THIS CHAPTER WILL BE LONGER

I hope ):

By the way, I love Doctor…Who. I'm obsessed now and can't stop watching it so these are kind of spaced out, and I'm writing a Doctor who fanfic. Teehee

"Common room probably. You're welcome sweetie." Madam Pomfrey patted my back and smiled. "Now go find them."

"Will do!" I smiled and ran out and went around the corner. I ran up a set of stairs and saw my group of friends walking slowly and silently. I ran up behind Fred and next to Ron. I wrapped my arms around their shoulders.

"So guys…who died?" I said smartly and smirked.

"Abby!" Fred tackled me and pinned me to the ground.

"Fred, get off me!" I wiggled and everyone just laughed at me. Fred picked me up while he stood and walked. "My leg is okay, can I get up?"

"No, luv. I'm sorry!" Fred smiled.

Harry came up next to Fred and walked. "We thought you'd be gone for a while. Did she say anything you need to do?"

I smiled at my sometimes over-protective brother. "Just to rest, don't worry its okay Harry. Now Fred, just let me go, I'm going to go take a walk, my legs are stiff. I'll be back by midnight."

"But Abby…you'll be gone." George whimpered like a dog with Ron fake crying on his shoulder. I rolled my eyes.

"Babies…" I mumbled. I got a lot of reactions but I just jumped from his arms and ran downstairs. I heard a yell behind me and I refused to turn around. They stopped yelling and I slowed down to a walk. I looked around to see where I was and saw the dungeons around me. I'd never been down there and had no idea where to go. I paid no attention to the twists and turn of the hall and was very confused.

I stuck my hands in my pockets and walked the way I came. I then come to a fork in the hall. Footsteps came down one side and I quickly looked for a place to hide. I found a statue and quickly went to hide behind it. My black clothes hid me in the shadows. I looked at the end of the hall and saw none other than Draco Malfoy. He looked worried and confused. I tried to quickly run to the hall, but me being clumsy, tripped over my converse and fell on my butt.

Malfoy whirled around to meet my eyes.

"Potter, why are you down here?" Draco's voice cracked at the last word and in the scarce light there was I saw trails of tears down his cheeks. I frowned and stood up.

"What's wrong?" I genuinely did care. No matter how cruel the person was, I can't leave them hurt.

Draco backed up. "Potter just leave."

"No." I understood how pushy this was but my step was interrupted by a hand on my shoulder. I quickly spun around to see Crabbe's puffy face. I'm guessing Goyle's hands grabbed my other arm to keep me in place. They spun me around to face Malfoy.

"What do you want us to do with her, Draco?" Goyle was laughing as if he had told the funniest joke in the world.

"Let's take her to the Room of Requirement. Her blood-traders won't be able to find her in there." Malfoy began walking and I was suddenly lifted off the ground an inch or two. I hated behind lifted. I kicked my feet to get down but the gorillas just shook me. We went up a series of steps until we reached our destination. Malfoy began pacing in front of the door while I began panicking.

"Bring her in." He mumbles and walked in to lead them. I looked around to see a never ending room full of junk. There were a few piles of wooden chairs and couches scattered and piles of just trash and useless items. I was mesmerized by the room and suddenly noticed I was on my feet. I spun around, my hair getting caught in my mouth which was in a small o form, and saw the door closing behind me. I ran and pounded on the wall, but I heard Malfoy muttering a spell to lock the door from the inside.

I slid down the wall and kicked it with my door. "Git!" I yelled at the wall and I heard a chuckle. I checked all my pockets for my wand and couldn't find it. I figured I dropped it when Fred picked me up. I put my back to the wall and leaned my head back.

This room wasn't shown on the Marauder's Map. I wasn't sure if there was a way to tell if anyone was in the room from the outside. I stood up and began wandering the room. I found a pile of books and began looking through them. I picked up one and read the cover 'Hogwarts: A History'. I remember Hermione telling me about how great the book was and how interesting it is.

I'm not starting to read it now.

I threw it back into the pile and looked around. I looked around the room again. I tried to think about how long it would take for someone to find me. I desired a window and a small window appeared in the corner of the wall. I saw that it was turning dark, and knew I would be spending the night there. I was not able to make a door appear, no matter how hard I tried, so I made a bed appear by the wall which let me in.

I pulled back the sheets and lay down. My head hit the pillow and I pulled the sheets to my chin. I fell to sleep once I was settled in the bed.

A few hours later I was woken up to the sound of stone being scratched. I opened my eyes and everything was blurry. I rubbed my eyes and ran my hand through my hair. There was blonde hair creeping through the entrance.

"Luna?" I mumbled and sat up using my hands to keep me up. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm not Loony, Potter. Now get up." I recognized the voice as Malfoy. I suddenly woke up.

"Don't call her Loony." I got up and saw his foot in the door keeping it open. "What time is it?"

"4 in the morning. Now come on." Draco grabbed my shoulder and helped me up. I ran my free hand through my hair again trying to keep it from my face. He pushed me out the door and walked behind me. He pushed ahead of me and I would see his stride was fast paced. I was still loopy from just waking up and my eyes were going in and out of blurriness.

"What are u doing? You put me in there." I said with my crazy mind at 4 in the morning.

Draco was silent for a few minutes while we were walking. "I woke up feeling guilty." Malfoy pulled me ahead and pushed me against a wall. "But you can't tell anyone that Draco Malfoy feels guilty. Got it?" He glared at me. I nodded and yawned. Malfoy rolled his eyes and pulled me again. He led me up the stairs while I stumbled along. I kept yawning and wiping my eyes from the tears that formed. The rest of the walk there was silent and I didn't try to start a conversation and he didn't either.

We arrived at the Gryffindor common room painting. Malfoy let go of my shoulder and walked back to the stairs. He looked at me.

"Good night, Abby."

HELLOOOO I'm not dead. I'm so so sorry that I haven't' updated in FOREVER and a day. A few people have added this to their alerts and favorited my old story that I probably won't update. I might, but my summer started and is almost done D: I'll start my next chapter tomorrow because im staying home. See you guys tomorrow :D (maybe :D) And I also might start a story in vampires…but I'm trying to think of what it should be. I read a story called "Doves" (which. Is. AMAZING. Go read it it's by MadelineMontesquieu and I love seeing updates :D I'm following it and I'm not sure if I added it to my favorites yet…) Anyway, I know it's short, it makes me sad, but I want to get it up so you guys know I'm not dead (: