HIDDEN (D.M)

D A N G E R

WARNING!/ knife and mentions of blood

I make my way to the old lady's office to get my class schedule. Finding her office isn't as easy as people said it would be. Hogwarts is so big it seems like a maze when you don't know your way around the school. It's almost summer and yet the castle always feels cold. Even with the robes on I still feel cold. This skirt isn't doing much help to fight the cold either.

I knock on her door, finally finding my way to her office.

"Come in dear." I open the front door to see her sitting on her desk with a quill and parchment paper in hand. "Ah yes Ms. Bellefleur, glad to see everything is alright. I presume you're here for your schedule right?" I nod hoping to get Divination. The one class I'm actually good at, she stands up and walks towards a cabinet full of papers. She hands me my schedule and makes her way back to her desk.

"Thank you Miss..?"

"Mcgonagall. Professor Mcgonagall."

"Thank Professor Mcgonagall." I say giving her a weak smile and walking out the door.

I make my way towards my first class. I decided to skip breakfast and try to find my way to the classroom knowing I'll get lost. I don't want to miss any more class time.

Defence Against The Dark Arts with Gryffindors. I've heard Snape is the teacher for this class, I also heard he's actually a death eater and sided with the dark lord. I really hope he doesn't know who I am or what my family name has done to the wizarding world. I can't have him be on my mind as well.

I find the classroom and sit in a corner, knowing it's too early for class I take out my dark red notebook and begin writing to make time pass.

May 2nd 1996

Dear notebook. You won't believe what happened on my birthday. Talk about a great birthday huh? But also you won't believe who I met that day...

The corridors start flooding in with student's of all houses. I pause my writing and stand up to make my way into the classroom. As I'm turning around I feel a cold gaze pierce through me. I glanced nervously around my surroundings, my skin crawling as the fright in my stomach began to rise every instinct in my body warned me of danger, more and more intensely. My heart rate began to rise as I could not spot the person, I felt the electric awareness seeping into my body as if it was preparing me to run. I can count each hair that stands in the back of my neck, I glance around once again but find nothing. I quickly turn around and enter the classroom trying to disconnect from the feeling, I make my way to the back of the room and sit on an empty table on the far left of the classroom.

"Well I guess she's all better now."

I look up to find Atticus taking a seat right next to me. "What's wrong darling? It looks like you've seen a ghost" He asks, searching my eyes for an answer.

"I told you not to call me that." I say in a flat tone.

I turn my body to face the front of the classroom terminating the conversation. Snape walks in and quickly takes notice of my presence.

His eyes widen but quickly dismisses his gaze and starts speaking to the class. "Miss Bellefleur, glad you could finally join us. Turn to page 57 and begin reading."

Does he know?

As time passes all I can think about is who I've made enemies with, who hates me so much to the point where they would push me down the stairs? Who would not care if I'm unconscious on the floor? But also how the hell will I be able to keep such a secret? If people already hate me, imagine when they find out I'm a King.