The Wrong Potter

Chapter 4

As soon as the bell rings to signal the end of class, everyone quickly packs up there bags and makes a race to the door

"Hayley could you stay behind please" asks Proffesor lupin

I knew this was going to happen. Why couldn't he just let me be. I need to go see abi. I need to make sure she's okay. If I loose someone else important to me I'll never be able to forgive myself. I just wished that he got the memo that I didn't want to talk to him.

"Yes Proffesor lupin" I ask, taking a step away from the door to allow the rest of the class to exit. Lucky them I thought

"I just wanted to speak to you, it's been a while" he says

No shit. I knew it had been a while I knew that very well.

I sigh and walk back over to my seat. Putting my bag on the ground with a thump.

"I was just wondering how things were going" he asked

"Amazing" I said, the hint of saracasm in my voice. As if he could pick that up.

"I'm not entirely convinced" he says

He's about as daft as they come. Of course life sucks. As if I'm going to tell a man who abandoned me for 8 years, how fucked up my life is.

"I'm fine. Everything's great" I say, faking a smile

"Hayley your grades say other wise" he says

"Excuse me" I say

"I had a quick look at your grades since the start of first year. Your grades were outstanding during your first year, but dropped last year"

Nah shit. Of course they dropped last year. My best friend had just killed herself.

" I'm fine. My grades slipped for personal reasons. But it doesn't really matter because you are the only teacher to have noticed" I say

"Hayley I really want to know what's going on"

"You left. For 6 years you haven't talked to abi or I. So don't suddenly just come into my life and think it's going to be all sunshine and Daisy's. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a sick sister that I need to go see"

I pack up my bag and storm out of the classroom, leaving behind a stunned Proffesor.

If my classes are going to be anything like that then I'd rather just go see Abi, now.

I march into the headmasters office, and without even acknowledging that he's there, and Floo to st mungos

"I'm here to see my sister" I say.

"What's her name sweetie" says the woman kindly

"Abigail potter" I say

"Floor 3, room 67" she  says

"Thank you"

Realising that floor 3 is for burns and bruises I can't help but wonder what James did. I start running onto the floor almost knocking over 3 visitors in the process.

"Abi" I say, running to give her a big hug

"Hayley, oh I missed you" she says crying into my shoulder

"Oh don't cry sweetie, what happened" I say

"James was angry, I think he was drunk. He did go to a ministry party last night. He wasn't in his right mind space. He just went a little to far"

"Abi. Your covered in bandages. It had to have been bad"

All I hope is that Abi can trust me enough to tell me what is wrong.

After all, we have to stick together