Deciding not to go to class, the sixth year girl slipped behind a statue and waited for the area to be clear. After a few minutes, the hall became quiet and still, no-one around. She came out behind the statue and approached the area in the wall where the RoR was. Walking in front of it three times while thinking I need a place to get away. The door appeared and she entered.

Taking a few steps into the room from the door, she took in everything around her: the couch, kitchen, pool, and anything she wanted was there. Walking over a bit, she found a change of clothes so she could change out of her school clothes. She slipped on the black pair of pants and the dark green shirt that looked almost black. She pulled her hair down from the hair tie, letting it fall down past her shoulders.

Abby walked over to the small couch and sat down on it. Magicaly, a TV appeared across from her, then a remote next to her. "Wow, TV in the Wizarding world.." she said, smiling softly to herself. Even though she had the chance to watch it, she didnt. Shockingly, she decided to read. Flicking her wand, a book apperared in front of her. "Dark Arts and their Uses." he said, reading the title. She grabbed the book and opened it, begining to read.

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Midori walked into the room of requirement, notcing someone in there. She wondered what it had changed into this time. She walked in and saw Abby sitting on a couch. "Oh, hi!" she said relieved that she hadn't walked in on a couple doing something. "What are you up to?"

Abby dropped the book onto her lap and looked up. "Oh, hi Midori." she smirked. "Just reading, I suppose. What brings you here?" she asked.

Harry walked into the room too. He was bored and wanted something to do. He was a bit shocked at seeing Abby and Midori. "Hey girls. What's up? Mind if I stay for a bit?"

Abby looked from Midori to where the voice came from. "Oh, hey Harry. Sure, you can stay." she said with a small smile.

"Cool," he smiled. He went up and sat on the arm of the couch. He saw the book on her lap. "Curses, eh? What's up with that?"

"Umm, nothing." she said, flipping the book over so the cover was hidden. "Just, erm -- for fun."

"Sure," he laughed. "That's exactly what I need...more death eaters." he sighed. He decided to change the subject. "Whoa, a TV! I haven't seen one of those for a while."

"Yeah.." she said to his last comment. "And no worries, Im not gonna be a Death Eater. EVER."

"Good. Why do you say it like that? Did the death eaters do something to you...?" He saw a bit of a hurt expression on her face and instantly wished he hadn't ased.

"Actualy, yes." she said with a small face expression. Old memories started to flow into her head; the ones where her Father had them come in a torture her.

"Really? Wow, I'm sorry. I know how it feels." He wondered how this was making Midori feel... he knew she was a death eater and onticed her nervously tugging at the sleeve of her left arm, most likely to cover up her dark mark.

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"Yeah. I know you do forsure." she said in a shaking voice. The thought of torture made her figgity and just upset.

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"Are you alright? You look really upset. It's ok if you don't want to talk about this. I know I didn't for a while. At least we don't have to worry about Voldemort anymore." He shuddered a bit, thinking about his last stand against him.

"Yeah, Yeah. Im fine." she said, although you could tell she wasnt. The memories of the days she was torture, by Death Eaters and her Father, still flooded into her head no matter how hard she tried to forget them.

Harry sighed knowing she wasn't really fine. He iddn't want to push her to talk about it, but he also wanted to know more. "What'd they do to you?" h asked before he could stop himself. He bad about it the second he said it. She looked so hurt.

Abby sighed. "Well, my dad was a Death Eater and he always hated me, no matter what I did. And at least once a week, he would bring his little Death Eater friends over to hit me, abuse me."

Harry gasped, shocked. "Oh Abby! I'm so sorry. Oh my gosh... oh..." he didn't know what else to say. How horrible that must have been for her!

"Yeah.." she said. "I got used to it though. It begame a regular thing for me."