The Girl Who Was Forgotten

Chapter 28: Sickly Yellow Energies.

I'm not depressed or anything like everyone keeps saying behind my back... but I'm not all shits and giggles.

The next few days passed very slowly, every second was an hour and every hour was a month and every month was- well you get the idea. I was surrounded by the uneasiness of everyone around me. As I walked to and from my classes I could feel everyone’s eye on me. It seemed as through every persons energy had turned a sickly yellow colour. Colours of energy’s are hard to explain because I can exactly see them, but I can feel in my minds eye what colour they are if that makes any sense… Anyway back to the story.

In History of Magic, which I almost always fall asleep in, every tome I looked up someone’s eyes quickly darted away from me.  Sev and Lilly still hung out with me but I could still tell they were awkward and uneasy. Lilly’s usually pink energy was now a light orange around me, while Sevs usual blue was now purple. While it wasn’t as bad as the sickly yellow revulsion everyone else seemed to be experience in my presence it still wasn’t comforting.

But as if my days weren’t bad enough, nights were even worse. After dinner each night I went to the hospital wing and got ready for bed, Madam Prompfrey would come in looking and fuss over everything. At 9 o’clock I would lie down to go to sleep and Pompfrey would tie my hands and legs to the bed. It was uncomfortable but I wasn’t awake for long, he gave me a potion that was supposed to give you dreamless sleep, or another potion that would stop the dreams, didn’t work though.

As  I drifted off I prayed to the powers that be, that I would have a dreamless sleep, but my prayers fell on deaf ears. My nights were racked with horror. Spiders swarmed out of Sev, Lillys and even Sirius’s eyes while Black laughed watching the spiders swarm over me, they crawled into my ears and noes, chocking me.  I sat in a chair as Bellatrix ran her blade across my skin, laughing like a maniac. I was running down an endless hallway, I could tell she was close but I couldn’t look back, the only way I had of knowing she was there was her breath on the back of my neck. In one dream Sirius was standing side by side with Bellatrix smiling wickedly, “I never really liked you” he said smirking, “ I just needed you to come here alone.” He then nodded at Bellatrix who let out a small giggle of crazy and began to advance on me wand in hand.

Each morning I woke up feeling like I had been hit by a train, more tired than then when I went to sleep. My wrists were red and raw from my struggling from the night before. Madam Prompfrey would look at me sadly as she undid my restraints and put a healing cream on my wrists and ankles. 

In one of my ‘episodes’ or whatever you want to call them, I ripped my hair and chunks of bloody scalp were showing, so in a attempt to cover it up I cut my hair, (more like shaved it) into a short punk like style, I recoloured it so rather than being blond with greed ends, I was a black head now…. No that’s stupid I’m not a ugly pimple…. My hair is black now. Yeah that sounds better.

Friday started like all the others: Wake up, get my owies fixed, get dressed, go to breakfast. 

First class was DADA with the Gryffindor’s; Ammici was rambling on about something to do with fitness and agility. I was staring into space not paying attention to anything; I don’t think I was even day dreaming, my head was just…nothing. 

Suddenly the bell went, jerking me out of my deep no thoughts, I began to pack up my stuff. 

“Need some help Mia,” asked a certain marauder. I glanced up a t him confused, why would he be talking to me and not talking shit about me behind my back with his little posse. 

“No.” I replied sternly. 

“So are we still on for tomorrow?” He asked picking my books, what a little prat, trying to be dashing….aaannnddd he dropped with.