Status: Senior year of college, be patient with me.

The Fallen Angels

Prologue

It all began my first year at Hogwarts. Upon arrival I had become very close friends with Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger. They had all been sorted into Gryffindor and I waited eagerly to be sorted into Gryffindor with them. But I never to the choice. The moment the sorting hat touched my head I was sorted into Slytherin.

On my way over to the Slytherin table, I paused at the Gryffindor's. "Harry? Ron, Hermione?" They turned to me. "Can we still be friends?"

The three of them smiled at me. "Of course, Abigail," said Hermione, she then stood and hugged me.

This was the start of the constant torture from my own housemates. Especially Draco Malfoy. But not anymore. I was now entering my third year of Hogwarts, and was not going to put up with it anymore.
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Yeah, short I know. But it's a Prologue, what do you expect?
Anyway this is a photograph of Abigail in her first and second year.
Abigail