Pomfrey and Professors

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Elizabeth POV:
As Hagrid wished us luck, we headed straight for Madame Pomfrey. On our way, we got some strange looks, but mostly snickers from Slytherin.

"Well, well, look who we have here; Annahale where have you been? Quidditch practice has been boring without you." We turned around as we heard the Devil child's voice, no not HE-who-must-not-be-named, Lucius Malfoy's son: Draco.

"What do you want Draco?" Annahale spat.

"I was just checking to see where you ran off to. Brought some visitors aye Potter?" He looked to Skylar. "Too bad you're in Gryffindor, because you are sure look like a real bad girl."

"Gross Malfoy." He gave us a devilish grin. "So where did you find these mutts? In a dumpster where you found your boyfriend Annahale?"

"That's it!" She got up in Malfoy's face. "SAY ONE MORE THING AND YOU WILL BE OBLIVIATED ALL THE WAY TO HAWAII!! Understand?!"

"Crystal clear." He smirked. "Too bad you'll die in the competition to stop me."

Before I could say anything, Annahale punched Malfoy straight in the nose. He held his nose in pain; it's probably broken.

"Woah, woah, woah. What's going on here? Annahale? Elizabeth? Where did you two go? And who are they?" Harry flooded us with questions, Hermione and Ron close behind.

"Listen Harry, explain later, Pomfrey now." I told him, pointing to Chase.

"Right. Who's he?" Hermione asked.

"Again explain later, Pomfrey now." I repeated

We ran to Pomfrey, ignoring the students and dodging the teachers. As soon as busted through the door of the hospital wing. Madame Pomfrey came over.

"Professor Dumbledore just informed." She paused. "You must be Donald's kids. I'm Madame Pomfrey. Set him there." She said pointing to a bed to the far right side of the room.

They set him down and just stared at us, to Chase, to Pomfrey, and back again.

"I can have him back to normal in six days if it was just Lucius and not..." She trailed off. "But you can't stay here. They'll get suspicious."

"Ok. Then what do we do?" Bree asked.

"It's easy if u remember the plan. You come to our dorms." I explained.

"Are you sure he'll be fine here?" Adam asked, concerned.

"Positive. Now, Annahale, you better run off to see your father." She said, shooing us out.

We were walking down the hall, heading to an empty Great Hall. We all sat down at the Gryffindor house table and I felt like we were being interrogated, which we kind of were.

"Okay, so where did you two go?" Harry asked for the billionth time.

"Harry, I already explained." Annahale took a deep breath in. "The bionic academy."

"Are you two sure they're safe and not...dangerous?" Hermione whispered.

"Well Dumbledore knows their father so I suppose they're alright." I said.

Then Fred and George barged in.

"Annahale!" They chorused, but Fred having more enthusiasm.

"Fred!" Annahale rejoiced, snogging Fred.

"Hello?" George asked for attention.

"Oh, hello George." She said, kissing him slightly on the cheek. He frowned.

"Everyone knows I'm the better twin." George playfully gloated.

"That's not true George, just look at who got the lady." Fred shot back.

"So who are these lovelies?" George quickly changed the subject.

"Fred, George meet Bree...Skylar...Kaz...Adam...Oliver...and Leo." She introduced.

"Um, I'm Oliver, that's Kaz."  He corrected Annahale.

"Right. My bad." She turned her attention towards me. "Can you explain to them? I can't I have a headache from all these questions. And if I don't talk to my dad, he'll blow a fuse."

"See ya guys. Bye Fred." She said, before pecking his lips.

She walked down the hall to the nurse until she was out of sight.

I explained the story...again.

>>Annahale POV
I walked to my father's office for some medicine for my aching head. Usually people would go to the nurse, but my case is a little different. My scar had been throbbing for the past day. I had been covering it up to avoid questions from the people we just met. And I couldn't tell Elizabeth what was happening she would freak. The only one who understands is Harry.
I turned left and saw my father sitting like always, looking down at work piling his desk.

I slightly knocked on the door frame for his attention. "Father?" I called not wanting to startle him...again.

"Annahale? Where have you been??" He said with urgency.

"Didn't Dumbledore explain?" I asked.

"No. I haven't talked with him since this morning when he told me that you were entered in the Tri-Wizard Tournament."
His face became even sterner. "Did you do this? Get an older student to enter your name while you were on your little getaway?"

"No, I had nothing to do with my name being drawn. I didn't enter, didn't even think about it actually."

"Very well. So where were you?" He asked.

Please don't make me explain...AGAIN.

"Annahale, I'm waiting for an answer."

"I...I...um was just visiting one of your old friends." It sounded as though I lied.

"Oh really. Who?"

"Donald Daven...Hufflepuff." I caught myself.

"Donald?? He's back? Why would you mention him? How do you even know?"

"Know what father? What do I need to know?" He stormed out of the room before answering my question.

"Looks like daddy's mad." I turned around to see Draco.

"What do you want Draco?" I snapped.

"I know." He spoke with a evil grin.

"Know what?" I had a pretty good idea of what he was talking about, but I couldn't let him on to anything.

"Your little friend's not doing so well with Pomfrey. You might wanna go check on him. It would be awful bad if something was to happen to him." He laughed and walked off.

He's just messing with my mind.

Although I should go and check on him. I ran to the hospital wing and opened the doors. There was a dementor sucking the life out of him.

I whipped out my wand. "Expecto Patronum!" The dementor went backwards and was gone, but I realized my voice was not alone when saying the spell. I turned behind me.

"Sorry if I startled you, didn't mean to." A man with one eye and one fake eye was standing there.

"Who the hell are you?!" I screeched.

"Professor Moody. Most people call me Madeye." He paused. "You must be Annahale."

"Yeah, I am."

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