Chapter 9

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THE FOLLOWING DAY

I stood in the great hall leaning back against the stony wall, my arms crossed over my chest. I watched as Hope sat laughing surrounded by Slytherins and her so-called "friends". And Josie, whose arm was around Hope's waist. Hope noticed me and smirked as she pulled Josie in closer and kissed her lips. I gritted my teeth and felt a surge of power course up and down my body. Hope was amused by my reaction and turned back to her table. "Who would have thought that Josie would drop you and pick up the other Mikaelson." Penelope voiced beside me. "What do you want, Penny?" I asked. "Nothing...but uh...you might wanna control your anger, Wolf Prince. You might slaughter a wizard or two." She stated pointing at the black claws currently digging into the palms of my hands. I retracted the bloody claws and let out a sigh. "How are you holding up?" Penny asked. "How do you think?" I answered before spotting Hermione talking to Harry and Ron at a table. My eyes settled on the beautiful witch as a bright blue light filled the room as it went silent. The only light coming from the blue fiery cup in the middle of the room. "She's cute. Really cute." Penelope whispered into my ear looking at Hermione. "Shut up." I voiced walking away as Dumbledore announced names from the cup as I reached the entry door...I heard something. I froze with my hand near the door handle. I heard Mikaelson. Right? I heard that correctly? Or did I not? Pretty sure I heard my last name.

And...I'm pretty sure...Hope...wasn't the one that was called.

I was.

"Oh, you've gotta be fucking kidding me." I stated as I turned around and faced everyone staring at me.

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