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Author's NOTE: I'll be using some poetry in this story. The poetry IS written by me, so if you criticize, please don't be TOO harsh! I'll also use songs!
Forgotten
chapter 1
Cold
I walk down the cold and lonely street
fading in and out
but will anyone notice
-or even care-
whether or not
I'm here or I just disappear-
Cold,A.L.M
I couldn't say I was the most miserable of people, but I definitely ranked top 10 at times. My only joy was Hogwarts and my few close friends, the ones I held close to my heart. But even at Hogwarts, I was mercilessly tortured for being a traitor, for being scrawny, weak, or just because they felt like it. My sisters did nothing to stop this, and at some times, Bellatrix even promoted it, if she wasn't doing it herself. Narcissa had always been more of a standoffish person, and watched as her older sister was thrown into walls time and time again, until I could barely stand. They practiced their dark curses they'd learned from their parents on me, and even beat me in the muggle fashion. I could bear it, I got over it, and Madam Pomfrey never really bothered to ask how the injuries had been induced, I'd stopped even speaking to her long ago. Possibly, the one time I'd felt most betrayed, was when Narcissa had turned against me in my sixth year. I still remember the day so clearly...
"Hey Black." drawled an all to familiar voice. I turned around uneasily.
"Yes Malfoy? Do you not have something better to do, like snogging my baby sister or something?" I asked impatiently. I was far too late to even bother going to Divination, but if the prat didn't hurry and say what he wanted to, I'd be late for Charms, my favorite subject.
"Actually Black, your sister is right here." he said smugly, and from behind him0 walked Narcissa. She had that maniac glint in her eyes, and I knew what was coming.
"No, not you too Cissa?" I pleaded. She drew her wand.
"Yes, me too." she said, she threw Lucius a meaningful glance, then turned to me once again. "Expelliarmus sentrus!" she yelled. I was hurtled into the castle wall, some yards away. I groaned, I couldn't move well.
"Great. This is just SPIFFING!" I muttered. Just then, the class bell rang, and students began to pour out of classes. "Oh damn." Slowly but surely, I stood up, using the wall for support. Every move I made it hurt worse.
"Andy!" Heard another familiar voice call to me. I turned around, happy to see the one person in my family who actually cared about me. I ground my teeth together so as not to cry out in pain.
"What's wrong Andy?" asked James suddenly staring down at me. I shook my head, and put on my best, I'm-fine-so-drop-it smile, then spoke.
"Nothing at all James! Why would you think that?" I asked. He stared down at me, an eyebrow raised.
"Please. I've known you for six years. I know when something is bugging you." he said seriously. I rolled my eyes at him.
"The usual shit, what do you expect?" I asked him. "Why am I ALWAYS in a bad mood in and between classes?" James shrugged. "And I thought you knew me!" I said with a malicious grin. He glared, then pushed me into a wall, and began to tickle me fiercely. When I'd hit the wall, the pain came flooding back stronger than ever. It was hard to breathe, and James tickling me wasn't helping. "No! James, quit! Seriously, stop!" I pleaded, but he just kept tickling me, sending me into a ft of painful laughter. Remus must have seen the pained expression on my face, because he stepped forward.
"James, cut it out, look, she's in pain!" he said, pulling him away from me. James glanced down at me. I'd collapsed to the floor, my breathing ragged and hard.
"Bloody hell Andy! Are you ok?!" asked Sirius, swooping down. I managed to shake my head, but the throbbing afterwards was so much I could scream. "Where do you want to go?" he asked.
"Poppy!" I managed to choke out. He instantly lifted me up and then we started down the halls towards Pomfrey, as fast as they could possibly walk.
"Why in Merlin's name does this poor girl keep getting injured you lot?" demanded Pomfrey while she tended to me. She didn't bother addressing me.
"It's those filthy Slytherins! They're out to get her!" spat James. The mediwitch shook her head.
"You can't blame the Slytherin house for everything Mr. Potter. Now off with you lot, you may come see your friend later!" she sad, and pushed them out.
Back in Gryffindor Common Room
"I'm going to kill that bloody bastard, Malfoy." said Sirius angrily, throwing himself into an armchair.
"How do you know it was him?" asked Peter in adoration. Sirius glared at him.
"One because it's always Malfoy doing things to land her in the Hospital Wing, and two, he's the only one who knows dark magic like that. I know what spells my cousins know and don't know. They practice them on their house elves over Summer, and yet they aren't expelled for underage wizardry. One of these days, that bastard is going to get Andy bad, and we aren't going to be there to rescue her!" said Sirius in exasperation. The other three nodded gravely.
"Have any of you seen Andy lately?" asked a sweet voice. Lily Evans, my best friend. (In case you're wondering how I know these things snce I was in the hospital wing, I'm quite gifted with a pensieve, and I looked at their memories, then returned them.)
Sirius glared at her. "She'd where she always is." he said dangerously. Lily gasped, and ran out of the common room.
Back in the Hospital Wing
"Merlin Poppy! Leave me alone!" I finally shouted at her. The woman hadn't left me alone for well over an hour, and her constant din was bugging me endlessly. In a huff, she stormded off, muttering incoherently. Suddenly Lily ran in, gasping for air. "Lils!" I said happily.
"Oh, thank god, from the way Srius was going on, it sounded like you-" started Lily.
"Was impaled with a sharp stick? Had a concussion from a bludger to the noggin?" I asked. Lily sighed.
"More like you got thrown a long way back into a wall and nearly died from not breathing." she said.
"And WHY is it that you don't take Divination? Saltine would adore you!" I said dryly. Lily's eyes went wide as saucers.
"You mean that's what DID happen?" she stammered.
"If I'm lyin' I'm dyin'!" I said, sitting up. Lily rolled her eyes at me.
"Fine then you're a liar, since you DID almost die! HA!" she said a wide grin on her face. I stood up shakily.
"See you around Poppy!" I called back to her. The woman looked like she wanted to flip me off. I giggled and the two of us set off for the common room.
Later that night
I couldn't sleep. Again. I decided a refreshing stroll in the night air might cheer me a bit, so I grabbed my cloak, put a concealing charm on myself, and snuck into the night.
Once I was down by the lake, I sat with my legs crossed, staring into the lake, watching the giant squid's tentacles se above the surface every now and then. I suddenly felt something brush against the back of my neck.
Alarmed, I jumped up, wand at the ready, and found my least favorite person there.
A few months back, I'd been recieving love letters from a secret admirer. I'd shown them to Lily and she thought they were cute. That is, until we found out just WHO my secret admirer was exactly.