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A fight broke out through the hall and as Wesley shot a spell at me I shot it back and I continued my war instincts kicking in. Everything was a blur. When I stopped it was to Hermione pulling me back and filthy glares everywhere. Weasel stood and transformed into his animagus form. He lunged ams I transformed into a phoniex, and flew up. I was not in the mood to fight but he was giving me no choice. I flew out of the window hearing Hermione's cries and despite everything I turned around and changed into a basilisk, for I was the rare animagus, that could turn into any animal I pleased. I hisses and the weasel transformed back and shot spells after spells after me. 

I blacked out unable to feel anything, but I relieved my bad memories and I begged for it to stop, I screamed and pleaded for death, anything to stop seeing my dad abuse and rape me why my mother did nothing but watched.
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Hermione watched as he thrashed around in his snake form and Harry tried to calm him but he must have heard something upsetting for tears fell down his face. Fire surrounded him, and then they saw him turn human before the flames died. But in his human form he collapsed naked to the floor curled on his side, the scars reopened and blood ozzed down. His screams grew worse and everyone froze as he begged for death.
Hermione ran to him and healed his wounds ignoring the tears that blurred her vision. She clothed him and tried to wake him but it was no use.
She spent her time rocking backwards and forwards with him in her arms as Blaise wrapped her in a hug whispering words of comfort...
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I felt something warm splatter on my face and slowly I relaxed, I don't know why but now a little light came and the painful memories had disappeared. I heard Hermione's sobs that reminded me off the manor, and as much as I tried to wake up I could not. I couldn't move my body. I was trapped in my own mind and now I was hopeless.