A/N: Not mine… well some of it is. I love you guys but would it kill you to give me some feed back? I know that you like the story because I get the e-mails saying that I am on an alert list or favorite list or my story is, but could you please review?
It's chapter 13! UNLUCKY 13!! UH OH!!
And just F.Y.I, we are now on the day that Harry and the gang go to the Department of Mysteries!
Chapter 13
Abelinda woke up with a small throbbing in her arm. When she opened her eyes, her vision was blurred and the light hurt her eyes. She groaned a little the then she heard footsteps. A hand rested on her head.
"Hey sleepy head." Came Fenrir's voice.
Abelinda sat up slowly and blinked her eyes a few times. Her vision became clear and she smiled up at him.
"Hey." She said softly. The she looked down at her arm and frowned. There was a bandaged there. "How'd that happen?"
She reached towards it and Fenrir grabbed her hand.
"Best let it heal." He said hesitantly.
"Let what heal?" she asked and then recognition dawned in her eyes.
She ripped the bandage off her arm and screamed. There was a bite mark on her arm.
"You didn't! You didn't! Did you?" she asked, almost sobbing.
Fenrir looked at her shocked.
"You wanted this! You even made up that hypothetical shit to get me to answer you're questions!" he said angrily.
"Not now! I wanted to decide when!" she said just as angrily.
"News flash, you can't always get what you want. And it's not always about you." he bit out.
He saw her face crumble and realized that he had messed up.
"I see." She said quietly, getting out of the bed slowly.
She grabbed her school robes and headed to the bathroom, ignoring his attempts to talk to her. As soon as she stepped into the shower, the tears fell. Her sobs echoed through the bathroom and she was sure Fenrir could hear them outside the bathroom. Her thoughts reverted back to Lucius constantly drilling her on potions, magic, the language she was currently learning, everything that made her fake happy life miserable.
Flashback:
"You have to be the best you can be!" Lucius shouted, banging his fist on the table for emphasis.
An eight year old Abelinda sat at a table with a French book in front of her.
"You have to learn! You have to do what you are told! Not everything is about what you want! You may want to go out and play, but you need to study!" he yelled, leaving the room and slamming the door behind him.
End Flashback.
She stepped out of the shower, put on her robes and dried her hair. She made sure her eyes weren't red and then stepped into the bedroom. Fenrir immediately started talking and Abelinda just grabbed her bag and headed to breakfast. She knew he would have to stop talking to her and put on the invisibility charm once they were in the main school area. She avoided solitary places all day, not wanting to give Fenrir a chance to talk to her. But she was on her way to her last class when she was pulled into an empty classroom. Fenrir appeared and shoved her hand on an old boot. The room spun and she was transported to the large mansion she had stayed at during the summer.
"You're father is on a… mission to achieve one of his goals. He wanted you to stay here incase something went wrong." Fenrir explained to her questioning look.
She wasn't going to talk to him, but she wanted to know about Carita.
"Where is Carita? You didn't leave her there did you?" she asked.
"No, she is asleep in your room I believe." Fenrir said. "Can't we just talk about-?"
She didn't hear the rest because she was already moving up the stairs.