Chapter 28: Back

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  I'm shook awake by George, as I open my eyes I see all my friends surrounding me in the hospital wing. They look at me with such concern, like they are seeing a ghost.

  George grins grasping my hand, "We've been worried sick about you! Ginny sent us an owl asking if you were with us, and we knew something was wrong."

  "Especially since you were up in the astronomy tower when Snape killed Dumbledore. We came and started looking with everyone else for weeks!" Fred added.

  I look around, feeling like something or someone is missing, "What happened to me?"

  Neville started to explain, "You went after Malfoy a few weeks ago, after Snape killed Dumbledore, you vanished. Then Hagrid found you outside his hut last night!"

  "What? Why would I go after Malfoy? I remember seeing Dumbledore die, vaguely. But why would I have been there?" I'm even more confused.

  Ginny, the Twins, Neville, and Luna all look at me. "Uh, Art, do you not remember your relationship with Draco?" Ginny practically whispers.

  I start laughing, "What in the world Weasley?!? Malfoy and I?! Shut up!"

  "Somethings not right," Luna muttered.

  They start whispering to themselves. I sit and think, my head feels fuzzy trying to think about Malfoy the last few years. It's like the memories are a fog and I'm a boat with a broken light. I can't make any of them out.

  "Guys, I appreciate this, but my head is pounding. Can we talk more tomorrow?" They agree and head out, still whispering to themselves.

  ***

The Twins are there bright and early the next morning with McGonagall, who is very curious about my disappearance, headaches, and fuzzy memories I told her how the headaches are only when I try to think of Malfoy the past two years.

  "My dear, I do believe someone used the obliviate spell on you to wipe your memories of Mr. Malfoy."

  "That makes no sense. Malfoy and I despise each other. Why would someone only erase the last two years? Why not all of them?"

  George and Fred glance at each other and back to me. "Um, well, the two of you were secretly snogging," George replied.

  I snorted, "You guys are hilarious. That is not possible." They look at me grimly. "Okay, guys, I'm done with this Malfoy nonsense. Professor, am I allowed to go? Summer is here and I want to pack."

  Professor McGonagall releases me to the Gryffindor Tower. I get up and rush pass the Twins twirling my ring. I have a lot to think about, because nothing anyone has said makes any sense.

***

  The last day of school is here. I have everything packed and ready to go to the Burrow. Luckily, after I recovered, everyone stopped talking about Malfoy to me. Even though, that might be because I went off on them, and told them if they brought up his name again I would sew their mouths shut. I hated being mean to my friends, but my head would literally feel like it was being ripped open when I though of him. Coincidentally, I haven't ran into Malloy, and whenever I saw Crabbe or Goyle, they ignored me. This year was way more crazy for me than any other year, and I am so ready for summer, even with impending doom upon us.

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