AHH I NEEDED TO UPDATE! I DON'T CARE THAT I UPDATED ABOUT FOUR HOURS OR SO AGO! dies
Owns nothing but Rockelle
I woke up again in the Hospital wing, only this time it was night. I felt around on the table for my glasses and I put them on. I saw everything clearly now. There were some cards left on my table, but not much. Mostly from teachers. I read a few, and noticed that they were all from a store or some other place. Only two were hand written. Well don't I feel so loved. I thought.
I heard the door open and close. Dumbledore walked over to my bed and sat down again.
"The Good news is, is that Madame Pomfry detected all of your illnesses and cured them for you, Miss Aston. You are very lucky. Most of them wouldn't have been able to be cured later, and you would have died." Dumbledore jumped right in with the details, it was all too much for me, but I went with it.
"O…k then Professor Dumbledore, what's the bad news?" I was ready to find out about when I was going to die. Hopefully soon.
"Your schedule Miss Aston. It will be changed." He pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to me.
"I don't understand sir…" I opened the paper to see a new schedule.
Breakfast
Potions
Defense Against The Dark Arts
Transfiguration
Lunch
Ancient Ruins
Special
Care of Magical Creatures
Charms
Astronomy (night)
"Sir," I asked, "What's... Special?"
"Why, that is your drug rehabilitation class." My jaw dropped as I heard this. "Now don't look so surprised, Miss Aston. You knew that you would get a class like this from your heroin."
"Actually, sir I didn't know that there was a class like this." He smiled
"You will be flushed of everything, your memories of the drug erased, and meet all the other drug addicts of Hogwarts, yes there are more than you, about a hundred actually. We would try harder, but that would just put Professor Anderson out of a job now wouldn't it?" he stood up. "Now get some rest, you will begin your classes again on Monday. Goodnight."
I lay back onto the pillows thinking about what was in store for me in a few days. Going through rehab over the break was enough for me. I didn't want to go through it again. I thought I could just stop. Obviously not. I drifted off into a much deeper sleep that night, waiting.
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"Rockelle, dammit, wake up!" I was being shaken awake.
"Mmm" was all I could say.
"C'mon! You don't want to be late for breakfast! Madame Pomfrey is letting you out for a walk today!" I opened my eyes and saw my little brother looking down at me with excitement written on his face.
"Wha…" I stretched. "Donovan what the hell are you doing in here?"
"Getting you up and about of course! You've been lying in this bed for a week now! C'mon! Get some breakfast! Get off your lazy arse!" he started pulling at my arm.
"Ugh fine ill get up if you get me my fuckin glasses" my glasses were shoved in my face. "Damn not so close!" I grabbed them from him and put them on. "Wait, where's my clothes at?" he thought a minute.
"Actually I don't know, Rockelle. Maybe Madame Pomfrey knows, hold on I'll ask her!" he ran off to find her.
"Ugh" I laid back down. I want to get out of this hell hole.
"I'm back! I found your clothes Rockelle!" Donovan ran over to me. "They were in a locker. Now here put them on so we can get down to breakfast! I'm hungry!"
"Shut the fuck up Don! I have a bloody headache!" I sat up. I pushed him away from my bed and drew the curtains around me for privacy. I undressed and looked at my body. I was covered with cuts and bruises, some of the cuts were really deep, and not made by me, and the bruises were a really deep purple. I choked back tears. What have I done to myself? I quickly dressed and pulled back the curtains.
"Ok, I'm ready" I whipped tears from my eyes.
"Rocky, are you ok?" he asked me in that sympathetic way that he always did when I seemed upset
"Yes Don, I'm ok, just let me get this done and over with." We walked slowly down to the Great Hall so I wouldn't faint or collapse. It took us ten minutes to get there, but I didn't faint. As we walked through the door, the whole hall fell silent. I felt a thousand eyes on me.
"I shouldn't have fucking come Donovan." I whispered to him.
"Trust me Rockelle, this is what you need." He pushed me into the hall and closed the doors behind us. He pushed me again, encouraging me to walk on to the Table. The Table seemed so far away, even though it was no more than thirty feet. I started walking slowly but I heard people whispering to each other. I glanced over at them and locked eyes with a Gryffindor. His eyes looked tired and depressing. The blue was cold and un wanting. His red hair fell in front of his eyes as he breathed. I shuddered and looked away.
I hurried over to my table and sat down at the end. All of the other Hufflepuffs moved away, whispering.
"Do you want me to stay with you?" Don whispered to me.
"Um, uh…I think so." I started to shake, feeling the heroin withdrawal starting. Sweat was starting to bead up all over my face. The noise started up again as Don's Girlfriend, Alicia, called him over to the Ravenclaw table.
"Actually Rocky, I have to talk to Alicia; will you be ok here, by yourself?" He pushed his black hair out of his face
"Don-"
"Thanks for understanding!" he hugged me and ran over to Alicia, kissing her. I was going to tell him to stay, but he didn't want to be near his drug addict sister in public.
I feel sick. Why did I leave the Hospital wing? I asked myself.
Because you wanted to be humiliated. The little voice in my head started to talk.
No, I didn't want to be humiliated, I wanted out, but I am in pain now. The voice laughed
You fool. It snarled at me.
I wanted to come out here, to prove myself… I started to feel weak as the voice started to laugh at me again. I pushed the thought out of my mind and started to nibble at some toast, but that made me feel sicker. I put the toast down and held my stomach, the sweat pouring from my face. What have I done to my self? I closed my eyes and thought back to my childhood. I guess I was thinking about the happier days for a long time, for when I opened my eyes only me Professor Dumbledore, and a man I never saw were left.
"How long has breakfast been over with?" I asked alarmed
"About twenty minutes Miss Aston." Professor Dumbledore replied. "Rockelle I would like you to meat the rehab instructor, Professor Anderson." I looked at the other man next to the headmaster and took in what he looked like. No wonder why he wasn't noticed at school. He looked no taller than a third year, and was extremely skinny. His head was shaved.
"Hello miss." He said. "The rehab class will be much like a normal class, but it teaches you not to do any drugs what so ever."
"Yahuh…." I stared at him. He sighed and continued on.
"I was once, like you, addicted to heroin. Probably more than you are. I have been over heroin for about three years now. Today the class is having a special meeting, just for you. You might call it a… little get to know each other meeting. So, would you like to meet the other heroin addicts of Hogwarts?" I just stared at him. The rest I did not know. I woke up as we were walking out of the hall.
"Sir, where are we going?" I looked around and saw that Dumbledore wasn't with us.
"To the class room of course." Said Professor Anderson, he led me up flights of stairs until we got to a door. "Well here it is." I stared at it.
"Well this is kind of noticeable…." I touched the door. "It's right next to Ancient Ruins. Surly people have noticed it." He smiled and opened the door.
"To addicts, yes, to others, no. Only when you have been addicted to drugs do you see the door. Now come in, the rest of the class is already here." I walked into the door. The first thing I saw was the redheaded Gryffindor. The door snapped shut behind me.
"Everyone, this is Rockelle Aston." Once my name was spoken, the rest of the class came into view. I was glad to see others like me.
A little happy, I guess, ugh it's about four in the morning. If my mom wakes up she'll kill me. So, uh, happy reading the story, and PLEASE review. All flames will be put into the pit to roast the new cow! HURRY TELL YOUR FRIENDS ABOUT REBIRTH!
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