Chapter 3 - St. Mungo's

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A/N sorry for the lae update.... massive case of writers block.... well there was a 1 year time skip

~~~~~~~~~~~○Abigails POV○~~~~~~~~~

Obviously this is in her mind... shes 18 months old.

Where in this weird place, its all white and there are tjese weird people that keep asking me if I am alright. I dont know why. Mummy said it was because of my owies on my side. Father keeps telling me to leave Mummy alone and stop poking her stomach I don't know why I over heared him talking to my cousin Jaycob that Mummy is having a mini Echo, I don't know why it is a mini Echo not me as Echo is Jayobs little sister. I was yelled at by father to stay in the waiting woom while mummy fixes a boo boo, iwait awhile but I get bored I womder off to he next room. I see a sign I can not read. I walk in nd see a girl my age. I sit up and talk, she doesn't reply back. I keep talkimg but she shows no sign of listening. I get mad and walk away jut as one of those weird people that keep staring at me said I needed a check up. He asks me my name and I go as stiff as a board, Father said I should never be called Abigail Lestrange as hat was somethig to be proud of. I did not even rememer my own name I opened my mouth nd sid the only name I could think of, obviously not pronouncing it properly Fathers most used nickname for me "Scumm od da centwey." I said in a hoarse voice as I was only allowed to talk at home when asked. The weird lady stared at me, I dont know why doe "where dd you get that name from young girl???" She said in a concerned whisper. "Fwather" I replied back. I suddnely felt a hard tuggimg on my sleeve and the next thing iheared was an ear peircing scream. It was my own.



A/N thanks for 50 reads!!!!! 5 votes for next chpter as im npt sure if I wnt to continue, if I dont I will just put it in my drafts untill I have more inspiration.

SmartRavenclaw_

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