Hogwarts: The Enchanted Chalice - BOOK 4 (A Harry Potter Fanfic)

2: Hogwarts

The next day, I was home again and running around trying to pack quickly. We were Apparating to King's Cross which only took a couple of seconds, but I hadn't packed anything. Remus was stressing more than me, I was still shaken from what I had learnt of my past, still wandering around like a ghost.

'Molly! It's time to go!' yelled Remus as I shoved my last couple of books in my trunk.

I grabbed my Firebolt and Zeus' cage, lifted up my trunk and ran to Remus. I was still really weak from the last full moon, which had been two nights ago, and was struggling to carry everything. My scars were still fresh and it looked like someone had slashed a knife across my face. I felt my grip falter under the weight of the trunk and it crashed down to the ground.

'Let me take this,' said Remus, lifting up my trunk and grabbing my arm.

I winced slightly and he gave me an apologetic look. It was less so the pain than the memories that had come flooding back. His firm grip reminded me of it. We then Disapparated and arrived at King's Cross.

'Molly!' yelled several voices as I steadied myself. I scrunched my eyes, focusing on my surroundings. Apparating when you were sickly was never a good idea, and I felt like I was about to throw up.

We had Apparated directly to Platform 9 3/4 and Nico, Harry and Ron were rushing towards me. Nico grabbed the trunk from Remus, and Harry and Ron took my broom and Zeus. Remus gave me a hug and a concerned look before he let me turn to where the boys had gone.

'You don't need -' I started hoarsely but they were already walking towards the train.

We found the compartment they had put their stuff in already and they hoisted all of my stuff onto the racks above us. Hermione was already there and, when she saw me, she gasped. I sighed slightly, she was overreacting. I had looked worse the day before.

'Molly! Are you alright?' she asked, looking worried.

'Yeah, I'm fine,' I said in a hoarse voice.

She gave me a sceptical look, 'I'm going to go get the nurse!'

'No -' I started but she had already left.

'Why should she not get the nurse?' asked Nico, frowning with concern.

'Well, I don't want to draw attention, and there is nothing that can be done! St Mungo's did all they could, the scars won't fade any more than this,' I said, sighing.

Then, the nurse who worked on the train and Hermione came to the door. The nurse took one look at me then signalled for me to come with her. I sighed slightly, not moving from my seat in the corner.

'There is nothing you can do!' I said, slightly annoyed.

'Eat this, at least!' she said, handing me a bit of chocolate. She seemed to understand that it couldn't be helped at all.

I took the bit of chocolate and bit into it. It didn't help at all but, once I had finished it, the nurse left. I turned back to the others in the compartment, forcing a smile on my face. I didn't want them to worry about me too much.

'Have you used that medallion again?' asked Nico, placing his hand on mine.

'No, I'm not allowed,' I said quietly, jumping at his touch.

'Are you OK?' he asked, frowning slightly but removing his hand.

'Not now... I need to think,' I said.

'Rest,' he told me, 'You'll need your strength and, I apologise, but you look like crap.'

'What medallion?' asked Harry and Ron looked equally as confused. Nico explained while I went to sleep. I wanted to be well rested for the year ahead, I figured sleep would be few and far between as my transformations made me weaker and got worse.