Y/n Grindelwald a pure-blood witch, also the daughter of THE Gellert Grindelwald. Being taken away from her father at a very young age and her father being locked up shortly after. Y/n was given to an orphanage to be raised. Y/n was bullied at the o...
"She always looks dead. You sure she's not just in a deep sleep?"
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I smiled while walking around the halls counting my steps as I walked.
"1... 2... 3..." I spoke while walking to go get breakfast.
As I walked down the halls people kept giving me looks. I'm used to getting looks from people but something about these looks felt different.
I took my seat next to Dylan and served myself breakfast. He just stayed silent.
"How could you?" Dylan began. "I mean... I know you're messed up but seriously murder?" Dylan spoke.
"Good morning to you too." I spoke sarcastically.
"This is serious! Why would you do that!" Dylan whisper-yelled.
"I really don't know what you're talking about-" I began but got interrupted by a yell.
"Y/n!" I heard someone yell. I turned and low and behold, Elle's friend.
"That's me!" I spoke smiling innocently and standing up.
"OH I am going to kill you!" She yelled and she was about to hit me when a force blasted her back.
I didn't do that.
No one touches my daughter.
I heard a voice in my head speak. I smirked proudly and snickered at Elle's friend on the floor. I scoffed and sat back in my chair.
"Elle was found dead this morning in her room." Dylan choked out.
"She always looks dead. You sure she's not just in a deep sleep?" I spoke a small laugh escaping my lips.
"Take something serious for once!" Dylan snapped.
"All I'm saying is everyone is so dramatic over a pig with lipstick on." I spoke before bursting out laughing.
"You said yesterday that you wanted her dead is it just a coincidence!" He snapped.
"Apparently so." I shrugged.
"Unbelievable." Dylan muttered and got up. I rolled my eyes and ate my breakfast in peace.
"Quit staring!" I snapped at a group of boys.
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I sat in charms messing around with my wand alone. Dylan refused to talk to me. I don't get what the big deal is. Elle was such a bad girlfriend.
I rolled my eyes and just walked out the classroom mid way through the Professors lesson.
"Vivian." I spoke. "Lend me your notes for this class after school. Thanks!" I spoke smiling innocently. As soon as I left the classroom my smile dropped and I walked to the library.
