The Slytherin princess

Chapter 80 //ew, he's back

Hermione's POV

"you wanted to know who the boy in the photograph was. I know. Gellert Grindelwald" she passed him the book she was reading, he started flipping through it

"he's the thief I saw in Gregorovitch's wand shop. Speaking of which, where is my wand?" she looked down, guilty of something "where's my wand, Pansy?"

she pulled the blanket she was sitting with away, Potter's wand was lying there, snapped clean in two

"as we were leaving Godric's hollow I cast a curse and it rebounded... I'm sorry, I tried to mend it but wands are different-"

"it's done. Leave me yours, go inside and get warm, I'll take the locket as well"

the wand that protected Potter all these years, the wand that was connected to the dark lord's, the wand that was supposed to defeat the greatest dark wizard of all time

Is no more

*

"This is your fault"

"My best friend is on the run because of your cult!"

"you killed dumbledore"

"We thought you were the nice Slytherin"

"why would you do this?"

"you don't deserve to be here"

"evil bitch"

"People like you deserve to die"

Some Gryffindors, a few Ravenclaws, two or three Slytherins, and a handful of Hufflepuffs started on me at breakfast I don't blame them, for this, I mean. They're scared, they just want this to be over and I get that, so I'm not gonna fight back or pretend I'm fine with it

"fine..." they stopped talking "make me your villain if it makes you feel better"

I felt tears brim in my eyes

"because when you find out everything I've done for you- for the wizarding world, you won't be able to take it back, because, in your eyes, I'll always be the villain, because you think that being the villain is all I am, it's all I know how to do... but I'm tired of that, I'm tired of being the person everyone hates all because of my house and what I was forced to do. So please, back off"

wiping the tears from my eyes, I ran out of the great hall then to my bathroom in my dorm. I slammed the door shut, turned on the shower, and looked in the mirror.

I don't recognize myself... this isn't me, I'm not the girl to have mascara running down her face, her eyes red and her hair messy. I've never been that girl, I was the fearless one, the good one...

what happened to me?

Fresh tears started falling when I came to this conclusion. I sank to the floor of the empty running shower, sobbing into my hands, thinking over what they said- what they all said. I would never cry over meaningless insults before, the problem is that they're true, they're all true...

I couldn't take it, I screamed, it helped, yes, but the running water was unable to muffle it, that's why Draco kicked the door down and had rushed into the shower a minute later

"don't come in here" I shouted to him over the pattering water and the steam

"why?"

"I'm... naked"

"that wouldn't stop me even if you were" he opened the shower

"Don't come in here or your gonna get all wet"