Inner Darkness (on hold)

|12| Elodie Umbridge

Hi guys! I know it's been forever since I've updated but I needed a break from social media. I was pushing myself and I shouldn't have been. Anyways, I have written a long chapter to make up for my absence and I hope you like.

Word count- 3217

If there are any mistakes, feel free to correct me in the comments. It is greatly appreciated.

I also want to state two things. If there is any Hufflepuff slander in this story, I am sorry. I do not hate hufflepuff's or anything close to it, the MC just needs a little character development.

The second thing is that this story is LGBTQ+ and if you don't like that you can leave. I don't need any negative opinions about this subject so that's all I'm going to say. End. Of. Discussion.

Hope you like this chapter, and please vote if you enjoy!

~Sophie
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'Im Elodie, but you can call me Ellie if you want.'
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What?!

Hufflepuff? Hufflepuff!

There is no way in hell I am in Hufflepuff.

Pushing my emotions aside for a few minutes, I scanned the room, every table was lifeless except one. The table coated in a sickly shade of yellow was teeming in whispers. There were so many that I couldn't exactly focus on one.

Although, to my wonder, the few teachers that were paying attention weren't surprised whatsoever. They obviously had something to do with this. Right?

I began to scan the table for any familiar faces, and then I locked eyes with the most beautiful, hazel eyes I had ever seen. The eyes that belonged to Cedric Diggory. His brown hues examined my body as I stood still in front of hundreds of students, and he sucked his bottom lip between his teeth; chewing on it with force.

Without taking his eyes of me, he began to clap his hands together, gradually picking up speed. One by one, the students painted in gold joined until there was an uproar of applause from one side of the hall. Yet, it wasnt the side I wanted.

The show of affection felt like a stab in the heart and not because it took them so much encouragement to welcome me, it was the fact that I knew I didnt belong.

When I looked at the smiling faces trying to accept me, I feel the exact opposite. Out of place. But when I look at the adjacent seats in the hall where students had emerald robes draped on them, and saw my new friends, I felt comfort. Unfortunately, the decision has been made and I don't have a choice in the matter. 

It felt like everything was in slow motion.

With every step I took, another wave of insecurity washed over me. On the outside I seem like this huge personality with all the confidence in the world, but its all for show. I thought if I pretended to be badass for long enough, it would become reality.

It never did.

No matter how curvy my body got, how clear my skin was, it still was never enough. Not for me. Not even for my parents.

They were too engrossed in each other and their triumphant love, that they failed to notice their own daughter.

That their offspring was unhappy. That whenever she accomplished anything, it was to try and gain their attention. That whenever she had problems of her own, she would hide them because she new her father would call her weak if they ever showed.

Trying soothe my ridiculously depressing thoughts, I shook my head slightly as I walked past all the students asking me to sit with them at the Hufflepuff table, and made my way to Cedric.