Chapter 40

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CAMILLA'S POV

"Hello Camilla" I looked up and standing in front of me was Luna, the girl from the carriage. "Hi Luna, what are you doing here?" I asked. I was sitting under a tree at the edge of the forbidden forest. Nobody comes here so I like to spend my time here. "I saw you from across the way and wanted to see if you wanted some company." she said, smiling. "Are you sure?" I asked. She smiled again and sat down next to me. "I'm not afraid of you. I know you think everyone is. I'm not." she said. "But you know what happened." I said. She shook her head. "No, actually I don't. Nobody does. Not Harry, not me. The only person that knows the full story is you." she said. "Yeah, I guess." I said. "If you want to tell me your side, you can. But you don't have to." she said. I looked at her. "I would, but it doesn't matter anymore." I said quietly. She nodded. We sat there together and we got to know each other. She told me about her life and these things called nargles. She is unique in the best way. I'm just glad I'm not completely alone.

TIME JUMP: 2 MONTHS

This year is worse than I ever imagined. I'd rather be stuck at Riddle Manor in the dungeons. I'm either being tormented by Hufflepuffs, abused by Nathan, or investigated by the Gryffidors. And Umbridge has taken over the school. She comes up with rule after rule. It's awful. We aren't learning anything. The only time I slightly enjoy is Potions or hanging out with Luna. Snape told me I'm doing really well. Luna is so kind to me. I don't deserve her as a friend.

I heard a commotion and students were rushing to the front of the school. I saw Luna's golden hair and I caught up to her. "What's going on?" I asked. "I don't know." she said. We walked over and Professor Trewlaney stood there with her suitcases, crying. "No" I whispered. Luna took my hand. Professor Umbridge and her were talking and she handed her a paper. I couldn't help but wipe a tear from my cheek. Professor Trewlaney was so kind. She didn't deserve this. McGonagall and Umbridge were arguing. Then all of the sudden, the doors swung open. A path cleared and I saw Dumbledore. He told McGonagall to take her inside. She could stay. "That power remains with the Headmaster." Dumbledore said. She just smiled at him. 'For now," Umbridge said. I looked at Luna with concern. This is really not good.

I went straight to my closet. I changed my clothes. Then Luna knocked on my door. "Do you want to go to the forest?" she asked. I shrugged. "It might cheer you up." she said. I smiled. "Ok." i said. Then we left for our secret spot in the forest.

A few hours later, I returned. I went straight to my closet. I wanted to go to bed asap. Everyday, I was exhausted. I got inside and my jaw dropped. The room was torn apart. My trunk was open and my clothes were messed up, my blankets were crumpled and it was a disaster. Filch must have stumbled upon my little room. I decided to just clean everything up and go to be. I would have to find a new closet tomorrow. I changed into some grey joggers and a red sweater for pajamas. Then I decided to write in my journal before bed. I've been doing this since Day One of Hogwarts last year. I'm almost out of pages in my journal. It's been especially nice recently with my lack of people to talk to. I looked under my pillow where I kept it and my heart started to race. It was gone. No. No. No. That journal has everything in it. Everything that has ever happened. My palms started to sweat and I started to tear through my trunk. "Fuck! No!" I yelled. I looked everywhere. My eyes started to water as I panicked. I put on my converse and grabbed my wand and snuck out. I looked in all my classrooms and it wasn't in any of them. There was only one place left to look. The lions den. I headed for the Gryffindor dorms and I was so nervous. I wrote in that journal this morning. How did it disappear? "Fairy Lights" I mumbled and the portrait opened. When I walked in, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, George and Fred sat on the couches in a circle. Their heads snapped up and they started at me. What happened next was the most unexpected thing ever.

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