a/n: okay so I just wanted to put a tw at the beginning for this chapter.
TW: mentions of rape and mature content.
reader discretion is advised.
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"Get your ass up," Lila shook me awake as I groaned of sleepiness.
"Give me a damn minute," I slowly sat up still half asleep. "What's the rush?"
"Girl, come on now, It's our first day of 7th year. This is important," She took the pillow beside her and hit me in the head with it. "Get," another hit "your" another "ass" another one "up".
Before she could hit me with the pillow for a final time I snatched it out of her head and smacked her in the head. I look at the clock to the left of me on the nightstand and quickly got up.
"It's eight o'clock!"
"I tried to tell you," Lila gave me a sarcastic smile.
I quickly got dressed in my uniform which I definitely did not miss. I took my things as I and Lila ran down the corridors trying to make it in time before we missed Breakfast all together. It was so crazy of me to even think this was our final year. It just felt like the years had passed so quickly.
We sat down next to Atlas and Maven. The four of us had been best friends since the very first year we had arrived at Hogwarts. Inseparable is what people called us.
"What the hell took you guys so long?" Atlas said rolling his eyes.
"Someone," Lila pointed to me, "Is very much not a morning person."
"Hey!" I sat down next to Atlas who hugged me before I was even in the seat.
"Nice to see you too," I looked up at him, smiling.
It was a lie for anyone to admit that he wasn't good-looking. He had long, dark brown hair that curled at the ends. He had the greenest eyes you will ever see. They always reminded me of a forest.
"Of course it's nice to see me, look at me," He chuckled.
Hey! I never said he was humble about it.
"You wish," Maven replied to Atlas' comment.
Maven was the complete opposite of Atlas. He had short, dark black hair, glasses, and the bluest eyes. He looked rather familiar compared to the rest of them. When I first saw him, I thought I had seen those eyes before.
People used to say that my mother had beautiful eyes. She was known for them. I never knew much about her. Before she died I mean. No one ever told me much about her. I don't even know who my dad was. If he's alive or not. But I always thought I would have been just like her. I never even knew her name. Minerva, my legal guardian told me she was as sweet as a flower. Whatever that meant.
"May I please have everyone's attention," Professor Dumbledore announced, his voice echoing through the halls.
"Welcome back to a new school year, we are very pleased to have you. You may be the slightest bit confused why we are having an introduction in the morning instead of yesterday night. We want to introduce all of you to one of our newest professors, Professor Malfoy."
Dumbledore sat back down as the tall blonde man stood up and nodded to the students.
The crowd went into a whisper at the name of the man.
"Guys, wasn't he a, you know," Maven leaned in closer "A death eater?"
If I hear him say that again. I'll get angry. And we don't want that.
