Chapter Twenty-Six: Smells Like a Rat

James watched as Madame Pomphrey forced Mya down onto one of the hospital beds. Her name magically appeared on the tablet at the end of the bed. She had her arms crossed and kept giving dirty looks to the others. Abby slipped her hand in James' and leaned close to him.

"Do you think she's going crazy?" Abby whispered "She seems to be losing it."

"She's just a bit shaken up. She's been through a lot lately." James defended

"We've all been through a lot." Abby nodded

Everyone jumped when Madame Pompfey shut the curtains around Mya's bed. She turned to the teens with her hands on her hips and they could all tell she wasn't happy at all.

"Would someone like to tell me why Miss. Longbottom is back in here?" Madame Pomphrey demanded glaring at all seven of the teenagers

Victoire hid behind Teddy. "Well umm…you know." "Victoire, honey, you don't deal well with pressure. Maybe your cousins should talk." Teddy suggested

Victoire looked up at Teddy, then at her cousins and then finally at Madame Pomphrey tapped her fingers against her arm, waiting for a response.

"Well would you like to tell me Mr. Weasley?" She finally asked looking over at Fred

Fred's smirk disappeared as the nurse's glare darkened on him. "Well, she fell Madame Pomphrey."

"Fell?" The older witch asked. Her glare seemed to get worse with every second.

"Out of the sky." James spoke up, trying to defend his cousin

"And how did she fall out of the sky Mr. Potter?" Madame Pomphrey asked turning her gaze towards the young Slytherin

"You know, off of her broom." James shrugged

"Is there a reason she fell?"

"Just slipped; something might have startled her. To be honest I wasn't really looking until she started screaming. James was up there though." Fred said starting to stick up for his cousin but then slipped the blame right back to James

James shot his cousin an angry glare as Madame Pomphrey's hawk eyes turned to him. She didn't have to say anything; James could feel the question that was burning in her eyes. "She's not very good at flying."

"I see. She doesn't appear to have any broken bones, so why is she here?" Madame Pomphrey asked. Her eyes didn't soften up at all and James couldn't tell if she believed him or not.

"Well James managed to grab her before she hit the ground, but I think the fall in general might have scrambled a few nuts loose." Fred shrugged

"Just because I'm behind this curtain, doesn't mean I can't hear you Fred." Mya snapped reminding everyone that she was still there.

Madame Pomphrey's eyes turned to the curtain and then to the others. "I'm going to give her something to have her sleep. None of you are going to leave, we're not done talking."

Madame Pomphrey disappeared behind the curtain and they could soon hear Mya's shouts of protest, to whatever Madame Pomphrey was trying to give her. The teens all closed in closer together. Victoire was turning paler by the second.

"She doesn't believe us." Victoire hissed

"Victoire breathe, you looking guilty doesn't help us at all." James whispered

"They're going to get the truth from us James; I can't lie! I knew going against morals was wrong! I never should have listened to you. You're a horrible influence James Potter! You and-"

Victoire was cut off by a hand smacking her across the face. Victoire gasped for air and everyone's eyes turned to the culprit. Abby's had left James' side and her hand was still in the air. James gawked at his friend.

"Abby, what's wrong with you? Are you crazy?" He sputtered looking over at his cousin who was still gripping her cheek in shock

"She was going hysterical." Abby shrugged innocently "I didn't think you'd want Madame Pomphrey to hear her. She was starting to get loud."

Fred and Lucy gave their cousin a look. James only shrugged his shoulders as Abby flashed him an innocent smile. "She was only trying to help you guys."

"Uh-huh; help." Lucy murmured to Fred "I don't think that girl knows what the word help means."

The curtain rustled and they all jumped again. Fred looked at all of them and spoke quickly. "It doesn't matter if she's onto us. If we all stick to the same story, then she wont get anything out of us. Remember we're not lying." He noticed Victoire was shaking slightly. "Vic, just don't talk."

Madame Pomphrey approached them and wiped her forehead. "That girl is a fighter. I'm going to let her sleep for awhile. I feel like you seven are leaving something out of your story, but I'm going to let you go. I'm going to have to inform Professor McGonagall, Professor Wood and Professor Longbottom that Miss. Longbottom is asleep here. You're all dismissed, but before you go; who wants to be the one to tell Professor Longbottom his daughter is in here again."

"Not it!" Abby and James shouted out at the same time

"Yeah, thanks, but no thanks." Fred shrugged

Both Victoire and Molly shook their heads. Lucy looked sick. "I think every Gryffindor is entitled to be afraid of something. My one fear right now can be Professor Longbottom."

"That leaves you Mr. Lupin."

"Whatever, he's my head of the House." Teddy shrugged

"Yeah, I'm going to leave before Professor Longbottom." James said glancing back at the curtain that Mya was hidden behind

Abby started for the door and noticed that James wasn't following her. He was too busy starting at the stupid curtain. She went back and grabbed his hand, leading James out of the room. James looked back at all of his cousin, who were staring at him before the door slammed shut in his face. Abby traveled for awhile, her hand gripping James, and he seemed to he lost in thought. He suddenly pulled his hand out of Abby's. She skidded to a halt, not feeling James' hand anymore. Her smile that she was trying so hard to hide from James was entirely gone now.

"Is something wrong?" She asked annoyed

"What Mya said earlier; you didn't answer her question."

"What are you talking about?"

"Why was your wand pointed at Mya?" James demanded. He kept talking before Abby could respond. "I believe the spark didn't come from you, but things don't add up with it."

"I helped her." Abby spit out

"Huh?"

"You clearly like her and I figured you wouldn't want her in a pancake, so I was trying to stop her fall. I was going to charm her to fall slower, but you caught her before I got chance to. That's why my want was out." Abby stated "Do I need to defend myself anymore?"

"No." James sputtered

Abby suddenly burst past him and marched away by herself. James wanted to believe her story; he liked Abby, but something just felt off for some reason. James didn't like the feeling of doubt, so he choose to believe Abby for now, ignoring his gut.

Well Happy New Years Eve Guys! I'm still working on chapter twenty-seven so that might be at the end of week. There really isn't much to say about the chapter. Do you believe Abby's story? Please REVIEW and SUSCRIBE and don't forget to vote on my poll!