Chapter 5

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I'm so sorry its taken so long to update I will publish another chapter later today because is taken so long to update. for anyone reading this thank you so much for reading and voting. also, THE STORY DOESN'T END AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER. Please vote and comment

Hushed voices surround me as the Black starts to fade. I open my eyes hoping I'm in my bed and it was just a dream. I open my eyes to see Madam Pomfrey hovering over me "Oh thank god you're awake you have been out for a week" I blink away the nagging feeling of dread. "What happened" I ask, even though I will never forget the look on his face maybe it was just a dream. "You fell unconscious during defense against the dark arts when a Boggart stabbed you" she explains. The doors burst open with one mad Rebekah and a confused Professor Potter chasing after her. "Oh, thank gods Hope I can't believe you scared me like that your father would kill me if anything happened to you" she rants as she rushes over to me. After she calms down Professor Potter tries to explain what happened to her. "A boggart shows itself as your biggest fear to most people it's a giant spider or a dead body, but for Hope it was stronger than most and held her down while she was forced to watch" he explains "It was-' I nod. She rushes over and gives me a hug. A real hug just like my mom would when she found me scared of a big storm years ago like if she hugs me long enough the pain will go away. I just lay there thankful for my family and that's when I understand why Aunt Rebekah and my dad get along so well he needs her love. For the rest of the day Aunt Rebekah stays by my side till dinner when I am let out of the infirmary for dinner. I hug Aunt Rebekah goodbye and fake a smile as she leaves. I wish I was home, or at boarding school with Liz. As I try to sneak in without being noticed all eyes turn to me. I put on a straight face, after all, I'm a Mikaelson I repeat in my head. Gracefully I sit next to James. I try to avoid the stares and whispering but it's hard when you can hear everything. I add a bit of salad to my plate and nibble on it as I stare off into space. Like clockwork the mail comes. Envelopes float down to everyone but me. I look away and continue picking at my salad, till something lands in my hair. I reach around and pull it out on my hair, it's from him. It has to be from him. It's his handwriting. I begin to open it as I take a sip of my water, it takes me a minute to release it's not water. All around me screams of terror fill the air as my peers try their water. Suddenly I feel as if I'm falling till I land on something soft I open my eyes to see my favorite childhood book Harry Potter so it was just a dream.

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