NOT MY FAULT 3

**^^Note to self: erase that

** NOW THEY'RE AT HOGWARTS **

The castle in front of me was as beautiful as I remember. I've always been interested in agriculture. 2nd years and up were escorted into the Great Hall, before the 1st years that needed sorting. Gryffindor was let in first, followed by Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and then Ravenclaw. I sat down in the middle of a table, the first to sit. Fred hurried to sit on my right, George on my left. Harry sat on the other side of the table, with Ron next to him and Hermione next to Ron.

Everyone was seated, and Professor McGonagall looked around at everyone, then down at the parchment on her hand.

"Albert, Emily!" Professor McGonagall called out to the crowd. A small girl walked up the few steps and shakily sat on the stool. This would be a long morning of scared kids.

Once everyone was sorted, many of them in Slytherin, Dumbledore gave his infamous speech, and up the food came. Ron instantly dug in, along with everyone else, but I felt eyes on my back. I felt the top of my head turn a red/pink, for embarrassed.

"Hey Abby! Are you sure your name isn't Abby Weasley?" Fred nudged my shoulder and nodded his head to my hair. Hermione handed me a mirror and I suddenly gasped and frowned.

"Hey guys, I'll meet you at the common room." I got up quickly and put Hermione's mirror down on the table. I quickly rushed out, having more eyes on my back, and opened the door, slipping out. I could hear different footsteps come out, echoing through the Great Hall. There was silence on the other door. I quickly slipped behind a statue of a knight, and never saw who came out. I peeked through the bar of the knight's head, and saw Slytherin colors. I figured I had nothing to fear and came out. I quickly went to the stairs and stopped at the stairs and turned around, still sneaking, to see a much panicked Malfoy. He was twitchy and jumping at every little sound around him. I sort of felt bad, and wondered what was on his mind. I began to put a foot out but once he turned and looked I jumped back behind the stair case.

"Malfoy!" I decided to stand up and show myself. He jumped and looked as white as a ghost, scared for his life. "What's wrong with you?" I stepped forward, but Malfoy covered the rest of the distance.

"Shove off, Potter!" Malfoy pushed me back, hitting my head on the stair. "Stop going in everyone's bloody business! No one needs you around! You mother and father should be glad they're dead, to be rid of YOU!" Malfoy's voice echoed throughout the small hall we were in.

I couldn't be weak. I stood up from the ground, the back of my head bleeding, right above where the scar on my neck is. I took the 3 steps that Malfoy took back-probably cowering- and hit him against a wall.

"Don't you ever. Insult my parents. They saved my life, and I'm not about to stand around and listen to you insult them to my face, you evil little ferret." I was trying to keep my voice calm, but I was shaking. My hair turned a fiery red and my eyes matching. "Just because you insult other people, doesn't mean you can insult my DEAD parents, you prat." I pushed him into the wall again with as much force as I could with only 50% of my blood in my body. I was losing blood, and fast. I backed up and sat on the stairs while taking my robe off.

I slid my Beetle's T-shirt over my head, leaving my white take top still on, and wrapped the T-shirt over my head, right above my eyes. I walked away from the ferret and kept pressure on my head. My breathing was staggered and steps uneven. I ended up leaning on the Great Hall doors and having them open. Everyone was talking, in their own bubble, so no one even turned at the sound of the door. I limped over to the Gryffindor table and sat next to Fred, where I was originally.

George gasped. "Blimey love! What happened?"

Fred reached up and slipped his hands around mine, taking them off my head. George took advantage of my weakness and took off the T-shirt. My hair was graying, showing that I was getting weak.

"Abby! What happened?" Happy asked while Hermione and Ron gasped.

"I hit my head…on a…stair." I wasn't totally lying.

"I'll go take her to the Hospital Wing." Fred stood up and slipped his arm under my knees and by my back, picking me up bridal style. I leaned my head on his chest, trying to relax.

I felt movement, and saw we were already at the door. Fred turned and opened it with his back, and I saw we were already at the door. Fred turned and opened the door with his back, and I saw hundreds of eyes staring at us. Dumbledore was on his feet heading to the door. Fred didn't see him and walked out, hurrying to the Hospital Wing. I turned behind Fred and saw the ferret with his head in hands, his blonde hair in a mess, not slicked back.

I had no reason to feel bad for him. He brought this upon himself. He looked completely unhurt and had no idea why he was acting like this.

I couldn't think anymore, so I just let the welcoming comfort of unconsciousness blanket me.

"When will she…" I heard a yawn.

"Ever wake up!"

"This isn't normal…it's been 7 hours!

I heard someone shush all these voices.

"Visiting hours are over, I'm sorry. Come back tomorrow during breakfast." A kind female voice faded away as I heard many pairs of footsteps walking away. I opened my eyes and saw the Hospital Wing ceiling.

"Where am I?" A raspy voice broke the silence, and I figured it was mine.

"Oh, honey! You're awake!" Madam Pomfrey ran back over to my bed and put her hand on my forehead. "I gave you a potion to have your blood cells duplicate faster. You have most of your blood now, and you'll be perfectly fine. You must keep your head wrap on, and you can leave." Madam Pomfrey hurried around and handed me some new robes and a white t-shirt.

I quickly changed when I sat up and stood up. I slipped on my socks and shoes. "Thank you Madam Pomfrey, thank you." I gave her a hug and smiled. "Where did they all go?"

"Common room probably. You're welcome sweetie." Madam Pomfrey patted my back and smiled. "Now go find them."

"Will do!" I smiled and ran out and went around the corner. I ran up a set of stairs and saw my group of friends walking slowly and silently. I ran up behind Fred and next to Ron. I wrapped my arms around their shoulders.

"So guys…who died?" I said smartly and smirked.

A/N: Sorry it's so SHORT it's 3,000 less than my other chapters, but I need something up I feel guilty but I have writers block so I need something up to get rid of it ):

-Sunni