Crossover

•chapter 4•

"What are we doing?" I yelled out through really random spurts of laughter.

"We're playing Truth or Dare! Wanna play?" Jer yelled back.

"Uh...why the hell not" I reply with a shrug and the other Slytherins cheer as a response. My eyes skimmed the room, taking in the different portraits of famous Slytherin witch's and Wizard's, snake decorations that looked extremely ugly, and finally landed at the familiar blonde boy.

shit.

I slowly bent my knees and made contact with the couch behind me, my gaze not leaving Malfoy's. He had an egotistical smirk playing across his face that made me want to regurgitate the little food in my stomach out.

"Go Clara!" I immediately break my gaze with Malfoy and turn to the source of the voice, Pug Face.

"Go what?" I reply, utterly confused. I had tuned out everything that was happening around me when I was....yeah.

"Truth or Dare silly!" Pansy let out a very clearly forced laugh. Jeez, wasn't it just 2 days ago she was being a complete bitch to me? I wonder what changed.

"Um ok, Dare." At this point, the whole truth or dare thing has completely bored me and I had no intent on continuing.

"Let me dare her." My attention shifted, once again, to blondie who leaned forward with interest.

"Oh hell no." I shook my head with disgust. This is not happening. Just as I stood up to leave the premises, a large hand latched onto my wrist and pulled me back down.

"You have to play the rules, sweetheart." Blondie smiled to me cynically making me throw up in my mouth.

"Fine. What do you want?" I huffed as I pulled out of his grasp, watching his mouth curve into a wide smile.

Everybody else in the room had all gone silent, waiting for the scene to play out.

"I dare you to go on a date with me."

fuck no.

"No." I reply immediately, quickly pushing the idea out of my head.

"Oh come on. You have to, it's a dare."

"I don't have to do anything. Now, if you excuse me, I'm going to do better things." At this point, i was fuming. I don't know why i was this tied up in a knot, but I just was. The sight of any one of these people just made me want to scream. Scream and hurt people. I'm a tribrid, which means I'm a witch, vampire, and werewolf. Ever since I could remember, I've been trained to keep everything inside and never ever let my anger out. God knows what would happen if I did let everything out. You see, the Mikealson family goes way back. Their power also goes way back. The flick of my wrists, according to Aunt Freya and practically everybody in my family, could destroy a continent. So, let's just say it would be best for everyone if I don't break.

I slammed the door to my dorm room shut, blocking out all the murmurs that came from every single fucking Slytherin in the common room. These people were really getting on my nerves.

What was I thinking? Did I seriously just lose my temper over a bunch of stupid 11 year olds? I mean what if this isn't the best place for me. If that small situation could get me so riled up, what else is gonna fucking happen that might just set me over the edge. Damn it, I hate this place. Dimwitted bitches.

I flopped down onto my bed. It was times like these I was thankful I didnt share a room without any one of those people.

"Wow, I didn't know Mikealson had this much of anger control problems?"