What's a Riddle?

Harry

     | Warning: This chapter has the mention of kids drinking and using drugs. Depression is mentioned, and some mentions of self harm. If you're sensitive to any of these topics. Either read with caution, or go to the next chapter. You could also read another book. It's not my intention to trigger anyone in any way. |

If I can explain my life with people, I would say that everyone loved me. There was definitely a time where I wasn't happy, and I wasn't loved. But once I found out I was a wizard everything got better in my life. I got adopted by an amazing family, and made some new friends. When I think about Roxanne, all I can think about is her eyes. She has these bright green eyes that shine in a dark room. One thing you can know about her, is her eyes tell people everything they need to know. She doesn't have to say it verbally, or give any emotion in her face. When you look at her you can tell she's in pain. She hid herself from every guy that came near her. She didn't care if they were sweet or respectful. She didn't trust anyone in her life to not hurt her. Roxanne always covered herself from the guys in our school, because she thought they wanted to hurt her or use her. But that didn't stop them from trying to have sex with her every time there was a party. Luckily she never gave into them, and she made sure to keep herself safe. She also never gave into drugs or alcohol at a party. I would be at the party drunk, but I would see her sitting on the couch alone trying to forget everything. "Roxanne!" "What? What?" "It's a party why don't you let loose a little?" "You sound like a crackhead." "Why do you come to parties if you don't do anything?" "Because my whole life I was always hiding, and protecting myself. I never tried to figure out how people function when the world is coming to an end. So the only solution I can think of to figure out what I want to know is to go to a social event. From what I've seen, when people want to escape they do drugs or drink alcohol. Some people don't realize the world is shitty so they just come to parties to have fun. But most of the people here are just trying to find ways to escape their life. I would let loose with the alcohol and drugs, but I'm scared to see what my mind will think. I know if I start doing drugs, I'll lose control of my brain. It will force me to do things I don't really want to do. I can give you a few examples. One time when I was eight years old I was the happiest I ever was. But all of a sudden my vision became dark, and I could feel myself breathe a little too fast. I was rushed to the hospital because I blacked out. I don't remember much about that day. Except the fact that I blacked out in the kitchen, and my mother was the one that found me. I woke up in a hospital bed with a bunch of random doctors I didn't know, and I started to get scared again. I was looking for someone I knew, but I didn't see anyone. They gave me some Benzodiazepine in an IV. It immediately calmed me down, and I had no idea what the fuck I was doing. But I grabbed one of the scalpels and started to cut my arm. They ran into the room I was staying in, and sedated me. I woke up the next day with a bandage around my arm completely confused. When the doctors told me what I did I didn't remember any pain, because there wasn't any pain. I decided that drugs made my brain do things that I didn't know I wanted to do. That's why I stay away from them. Unless of course I legit feel like I need to feel something then I make a few cuts. I'd rather cut myself knowing what I'm doing than not knowing what the fuck I've done in the past twenty four hours. So, you going to enjoy your party or what?" "I'm too fucking drunk to be having this conversation." She laughed at my comment, and watched me walk back to dancing with my friends.
Roxanne her whole life has been hiding from the things she know will hurt her, but she can't get away from everything. I wish I could hug her right now, but she's gone. I don't think she actually went to the Ministry. I believe she ran away to escape her problems. She hates me because I never stopped Sirius from neglecting her. That's why she's not eating breakfast with us right now. It's because she's trying to escape everything..including me. "Harry, do you know when your quidditch match is?" Ginny asked. "Since when do-." "When is your quidditch match?!" "In two weeks." "Why is it in two weeks?!" "Because Oliver won't be out of the hospital for two weeks." "Why does he have to get a bludger to the head?!" "He's not very aware of his surroundings Ginny." Luna said. There has never been one time where Ginny was interested in quidditch. Something must be wrong, and it scared me to ask her. I didn't even go to class today because my brain was completely off. I sadly ran into some assholes on my way to my dorm. "Hey Potter!" Blaise said. "What is it?" "Where is your sister?" "Why do you care?" "Because she said I could take her on a date." "She mostly likely said that to get you away from her." "Well I'm also trying to ask her out, but I never get the opportunity." Enzo blurted out. "Listen, she's not interested in dating anyone. She's not one of those sluts who will go on a date with anyone. She's not even a slut at all. So stay the fuck away from my sister. Don't try to ruin her life, and I won't have to ruin yours." "Why do you care about her?" Draco questions. "Yeah, she's not your real sister, and she's in Slytherin." Blaise reminds. "I'm a much better person, and she's one of the best Slytherin's I've ever met. Just because she's not my real sister doesn't mean I won't care for her. No go fuck your self."