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Chapter 2
Dumbledore was sitting in his office reading the latest news paper, when the box opened up and a stream of red light came in under the door. The small stream of red floated over to the box and seeped into it, the box shut as soon as all of 'lust' was in.
He looked around hoping that the other 6 had come back, however no more did. He sighed and sat back into his chair.
Hopeful that tomorrow will bring another sin.
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Hannah woke the next morning hungry as ever. She mentally shook herself.
'I ate yesterday; if I eat again I'll get fat.' She told herself. 'I'm already so fat that no one will look at me.'
Hannah was not fat, in fact if anything she was so tiny that she was running out of clothes that fit her.
She felt dizzy as if the world around her was spinning out of control and she was the only one who could feel it. She tried to call out for help, as her other housemates were asleep. She passed out next to her bed.
When she woke, she woke in the hospital wing with the Mediwitch and her Headmaster.
"Miss Abbott, I am aware that you have been staving yourself for sometime now. Please, tell me why." As he spoke she felt a calming go through her.
"I'm fat." She said simply, as though that was all there was to it.
"Whatever gave you that impression my dear?" he could help but whisper the words he felt that if he spoke at normal volumes he might hurt her. Silly isn't it.
"No one wants me. Look at everyone, their all so thin and." She couldn't look at him at this point. "They got boyfriends."
"Child, you think being a couple with someone is going to help?"
"No but then at least I'd be thin." She looked so hopeful it all most crushed him. He'd seen so many case's like this from the time he'd started teaching and they all had similar reasons.
"And in a coffin." He stated gravely.
She looked at him shocked. "What?"
"Miss Abbott, you only weigh 45 kilos. We can see your ribs."
She had bowed her head and then looked up at him with tears "It hurts to breath, sometimes I wonder if I could stop breathing, make it stop hurting." She started to cry.
"Miss Abbott, you can still help yourself. You just need to eat."
She nodded her head.
"I have to go now Miss Abbott, rest and you'll feel better."
He left and feared that maybe his child would not get better, but he couldn't lose hope in her, she'd already lost hope in herself.
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It was almost 9:30 and Hannah was fast asleep, when a stream of Purple slid under the door and went towards Hannah.
In the very same fashion as a snake it wound its self around her arm, and kept moving towards her ear.
Hannah woke, hungry and sore. Her ear felt like it had an itch rash going through it. Hannah's body felt like it was moving on its own accord, like she couldn't stop herself.
She rose out of bed and started walking towards the hallway, from them she took a left, and then a right, another right, went down a staircase, and stopped at a painting of food.
'How odd.' She thought, she watched as her hand rose to tickle the pear which let out a small giggle that made Hannah laugh.
She walked in and was flooded by the smells of food that made her mouth water.
"Can Dobby help Miss Abbott?" a house elf, so this is where they work. She looked around the room and thought no wonder Hermione Granger always trying to free them, this place is small.
She didn't want anything, but her body did. "Yes please, I'll have three glasses of orange juice and four mince pie's and then after that I'll have a huge bowl of ice-cream with chocolate topping, nut, marshmallows and jelly squares. Thank you."
"Yes Miss. Please take a seat here, Dobby insist you sit." He took her to a table and drew out a chair.
"Thank you…um…Dobby." She said trying to remember his name.
It was well over midnight before Hannah went back to the hospital wing. She was grateful that she went into the kitchen tonight, she almost forgot the wonders of food, and she didn't feel sick.
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She was discharged from the hospital wing four days later gaining 3 kilos in those few days.
The mediwitch gave her a planner so she could record everything she ate. She could eat as much as any other person and to maintain her weight she was going to exercise. Being sent to the hospital, in Hannah's option was the best thing.
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