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Angelina woke with a start, sitting up quickly and blurting, "No, it's my fault!" Her breathing deepened as she looked around to see where she was. It was no longer the staircase of Malfoy Manor, but a brightly lit white room that smelled of antiseptic. She looked down to see she was no longer wearing a tattered and torn green dress, but a long hospital gown. Running a hand through her hair, she closed her eyes, trying to calm down, convince herself it had all been a dream. She jumped when she felt a Healer's cold fingers on her neck, seemingly checking her pulse. He frowned, noting that her heart was racing.
"How are you feeling? That was some adventure you had," he spoke kindly, but every word made Lina's head pound.
"D-Draco?" she stammered, trying to slow her breathing.
"He's over there, he's had it pretty rough, but I think he's awake now. Your other friend is fine as well, but she's had some horrible trauma because of multiple Cruciatus Curses."
"It's my fault. I got them into it, they didn't deserve it...their parents...Voldemort...my fault," Lina whispered, drawing her knees to her chest and hugging them tightly.
"And thus, why you're here," he muttered, making more notes on a clipboard.
"They were just trying to help me...Bella and Draco....Harry...Harry! Where in the bloody h-"
"Settle down! You're too hard on yourself. Lay back down, or you'll be here much longer than you want to be."
"B-but it's all my f-fault!" Lina sobbed into her hands. "I c-can't! I n-need to t-talk to him, b-break up with him! He s-shouldn't be g-getting hurt because of m-me!"
"Angelina?" she heard a familiar voice coming from the bed beside her.~

-Draco was sitting up slowly, a angry nurse scowling and trying to make him lay back down. He stood up, ignoring the several wounds on his legs, abdomen and arms, and opened the curtain that was between them. He smiled to see her, even if they both were worse for wear, and walked over to embrace her gently.
"I'm so glad you're okay. Oh my god I don't know what I would do if I lost you too," He muttered into her hair, kissing her brow.-

"My fault...all my fault, your parents...could've avoided it all," Angelina sobbed into Draco's shirt. "So sorry...never meant...dead...can't see you anymore...so dangerous...please understand...my fault."

"So sorry," Lina couldn't stop crying. "Bella's dad, Draco's mum...dead. I could've stopped it, my fault. We need to break up, we'll be safer," she choked. "I don't want you hurt again, please."

Angelina cried in horror. "No, Bella! See, Draco? This wouldn't have happened if we'd just shut up about liking each other! I told you, it's all my fault. Please, Bella!"

Angelina turned back to her best friend as Healers tried to decide how safe it would be to approach her. "What are you on about, Bella? What just happened, are you ok?"

Angelina sighed with relief. "Bella, I am so sorry, none of this would have happened if it wasn't for me. I never meant for any of this to happen. I'm glad you've figured that out though," turning to Draco, her eyes filled with tears again. "Draco, I meant it. I think we should break up. I'm not going to let you keep getting hurt because of me. I couldn't live with myself if anything happened to you, either of you," she looked away, playing with the ends of her sheets awkwardly, painfully waiting for the protests that were sure to come.

"No, neither of you did anything." Angelina shook her head. "It was all my fault. If I'd never been so bloody obsessed to have Harry figure out that I liked Draco, I never would have been talking to either of you, you wouldn't have started seeing Harry, I would have kept my ruddy mouth shut about my crush and neither of us would have been kidnapped," Angelina sighed before continuing. "Draco wouldn't have gotten involved, there would have been no fighting, half the Ministry wouldn't be destroyed, your parents would both be alive. You don't get it, I started it all. It's my own ruddy fault, I don't know why you even bother talking to me anymore," Angelina finally ended her rant, lying back down and pulling the covers over her head, so they wouldn't see her tears. She was somewhat hoping Bella would start yelling again. Lina felt that she truly deserved whatever she had coming to her.