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Chapter 21
Abbey felt guilt emerge in her as she raised her hand to knock on the front door of the Burrow. The Weasleys were the nicest family she knew, but still, it was six o'clock in the morning.
Swallowing her guilt, she knocked on the door anyway. It was only a matter of seconds before the door swung open and Mrs. Weasley gazed surprisedly down at her.
"Abbey, dear! What brings you here?" she asked, wiping her hands on her apron. She frowned with concern down at the disgruntled and visibly upset Abbey.
"I'm really sorry for barging in like this, Mrs. Weasley, and so early in the morning at that," Abbey replied, "But I just had to get away."
"I understand competely, dear!" Mrs. Weasley cried cheerfully, beckoning Abbey inside, "Don't ever feel guilty for visiting! We're always ecstatic to have you!"
"Thank you, Mrs. Weasley," Abbey smiled in relief as she pulled her tunk inside.
"You look exhausted, dear," Mrs. Weasley said, "Go upstairs and have a rest before breakfast. I'll take care of your trunk for you." Mrs. Weasley shooed Abbey up the stairs, smiling warmly.
"Thank you," Abbey repeated as she climbed the stairs. She didn't need to be shown the way. Her feet were on auto-pilot as they led her down the second floor corridor and to the first door on the left.
Turning the knob, Abbey crept inside and felt her spirits rise slightly at the sight of Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley, sleeping soundly.
Abbey slumped over to the extra bed by the window and let herself fall on it, not even bothering to get under the covers. She was asleep in seconds.
"Abbey?" Hermione's voice penetrated Abbey's deep slumber. "Abbey?" she repeated, now putting a hand on Abbey's shoulder and giving it a gentle shake.
"Hmmm…?" Abbey muttered sleepily, not remembering where she was or why she was there.
"Is something wrong Abbey?" Hermione asked, "How come you're here?" This question brought back Abbey's memory and she opened her eyes. She found Hermione and Ginny leaning over her, both looking anxious and worried.
"Oh," Abbey mumbled, rubbing her eyes, "I had to leave, or I was going to go crazy."
"That's not surprising," Ginny replied, her eyebrows raised, the hint of a smile on her lips.
"I'll tell you more about it later," Abbey continued, stifling a yawn and sitting up. Her stomach rumbled hungrily.
"I heard that one!" Hermione grinned, "C'mon, let's go eat." Abbey nodded and followed Hermione and Ginny out of the room.
"Abbey!" Harry and Ron said in unison down at the breakfast table. Abbey's spirits lifted more and she couldn't help but smile back at them, and at the cheerful activity at the rest of the table. Fred and George were playing with Crookshanks, Hermione's cat, trying to make him eat one of their crazy candy inventions. Mrs. Weasley was fighting with a dish brush that refused to do it's job, and Mr. Weasley was examining a TV remote control with utter infatuation while he waited for his breakfast.
"Malfoy driving you nuts again, eh?" Ron asked, stuffing his mouth full of porridge.
"Something like that," Abbey answered, her stomach twisting uncomfortably at the memory of the previous night. She wasn't so hungry anymore. But she sat down anyway between Hermione and Ginny, and across from Harry.
"Howf far gu?" Harry asked through a mouthful of porridge.
"Alright, I guess," Abbey laughed, leaning over and sticking her finger in his bowl of breakfast and sampling it. Mrs. Weasley was an excellent cook on top of her other wonderful qualities. With the taste of the porridge Abbey's appetite came back and she sampled another bit of Harry's.
"Fey! Gat's bine!" Harry cried, frowning. But it soon turned into a playful grin.
"That's all I'll eat, I promise," Abbey laughed. Soon Mrs. Weasley placed a bowl in front of her and Abbey thanked her as she grabbed a spoon and dug in.
So, is she or isn't she? Hmmm...hope you liked it, and thanks for reading!
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