𝗨𝗡𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗗 ━ Golden Trio Era

━chapter 5

Chapter 5
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FEAR — ANGER — BETRAYAL. Adhara tried very hard to organise her thoughts, but it wasn't working. The strings detached completely, making her lose her grip on her emotions, which were overwhelming enough that Adhara felt like throwing up.

Matron was a liar. That shouldn't be unexpected news, yet Adhara never saw it coming. Matron was manipulative and cunning; she must've been deceiving them all for years now.

She lied to all the squibs at the orphanage, made them all believe that muggleborns were the cause of their disability.

And they were gullible enough to believe her.

"Disobedience, insolence. What other crimes are you guilty of, Adhara Black?"

Head low, eyes cast down at the woman's feet, Adhara did not dare to look up. Her hands were crossed behind her back, new nail marks already marring them. Adhara tried to get a hold of herself.

"You injured another child today. In all my years at this establishment, I never had to deal with such an infraction."

The woman was standing in front of her desk, in a long purple dress and with a ruler in her hand.

Adhara dared a glance up. It was still day time, but the curtains were drawn, basking the office in darkness. It wasn't fully dark though. A streak of sunlight seeped in through the crack in the curtain, allowing Adhara to properly see Matron's face.

"Just because you are a Black, you think you have the right to reign over the other orphans. Did you forget, Adhara, what kind of people your family was in reality? Dark wizards, Death Eaters."

Harry's words were ringing inside her head.

"Did you forget that that family had abandoned you? That they didn't want anything to do with you?"

Matron lied to you!

And, just like the other orphans, Adhara had been gullible, too.

"You're lying."

If Matron was surprised, she didn't show it. Adhara wasn't the type to mouth off at her, preferring to show her defiance through actions and attitude rather than words. The girl usually played the waiting game: always taking what was thrown at her with no retort whilst simultaneously having that look in her eye that promised misery.

"You know who my godbrother is. You know Sirius Black was released earlier this summer. You didn't think I would ever find out the truth?"

A crease appeared between Matron's brows. She took a step toward Adhara, but the girl didn't budge.

"Is that why you were so upset when Sirius Black escaped?" she continued. "You were afraid I would find out that you never actually contacted him?"

Waiting it out was her way of fighting. Her way of showing that she couldn't be controlled since Matron's words couldn't affect her. Adhara was the one who controlled herself, not her. It was a method that Matron hated because there was no way of opposing it.

Or so Adhara thought. Who would've known that Matron was using a hidden approach to bring her down?

"Why did you do it? How do you benefit from this?"

Matron stopped. She levelled Adhara with a look that made her stomach drop.

The woman leaned down, coming face to face with the Slytherin. She snatched Adhara's chin between two fingers, and, with a voice smooth like silk, she said simply: