058 ; the reveal

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PLANTS WERE DYING ALL AROUND HOGWARTS AS THE DEMENTORS KEPT AN EVEN CLOSER EYE.

even the whomping willow lost all it's leaves, but that was because it was now autumn.

you had been fidgety and quiet for a while, thoughts playing over in your mind rapidly.

what were they going to do when they found out your little secret?

would they be scared of you?

would they hate you for killing people?

would they never talk to you again?

the three of them were worried about you. it wasn't like you to be so quiet and dismissive.

you furrow your eyebrows, looking down at your untouched lunch, but a determined look come across your face.

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AFTER LUNCH YOU HAD A FREE PERIOD.

the three of them were confused as ever when you dragged them into an unused classroom

you close the door, locking it so that nobody could interrupt.

they all look at you curiously.

you breathe out nervously, picking at your nails and pulling at the skin around them.

"what's wrong, [name]?" hermione asks worriedly.

you clear your throat awkwardly, holding your breath.

but your face hardens and you glance up at the three of them, "i need to tell you all something. but you have to promise not to hate me or freak out!" you say desperately.

they all raise an eyebrow but nod anyways.

"ok.. so-"

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IT WAS SILENT.

you were sitting on your four-poster, staring blankly up at the roof. re-thinking what had happened just moments earlier.

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the room was silent, a kind of silent that makes you want to die.

your head was pounding and your mind was racing,

they hate me now, don't they?

you had told them everything. your ability, the fact you kill people (only criminals) and how you couldn't control it.

the silence is broken by hermione breathing out, all three of them were now sat on a table or at a desk, silently thinking over what you had just told them.

hermione pushes her chair back, standing up. you flinch slightly.

she steps closer to you, you squeeze your eyes shut and freeze up, expecting her to punch you in the face or something.

feeling no impact, you slowly open your eyes and look up at her.

your eyes go wide.

instead of the angry face you had imagined, she had the kindest smile you had ever seen.

she sits in front of you on the floor, shortly followed by ron and harry.

you look down, thinking that maybe she was just going to play nice for a moment to catch you by surprise and then beat you up.

you flinch as a hand is placed on your own, glancing up at hermione with teary eyes.

she rubs her thumb over the back of your hand, "it's okay, [name]. we don't hate you if that's what your thinking"

you gulp.

"you can't control it. it's not your fault" she reassures.

your eyes go wide as they gloss over, tears starting to roll down your cheeks.

ron grins, "i think it's pretty wicked! it has to be pretty useful!"

your lip quivers, harry smiles as well, "don't worry about it, [name]"

hermione leans over and hugs you, you cry out, resting your forehead on her shoulder.

harry and ron soon join the hug, letting you cry out all your feelings.

after a long while, hermione pulls back. raising up her pinky, "but you have to promise to never kill innocent people, only criminals" she says in a strict tone

you nod with puffy eyes, holding up your pinky and conjoining it with hers with a small choked chuckle.

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you chuckle slightly on your bed at the memory. you were so worried they weren't going to accept you, so the fact they were so believing was a real relief.

you had been stressing yourself about it for days, after all.

your eyes were still red and puffy but instead of a small frown you had a soft smile. tracey davis ; your roommate was off with the other girls again so you were alone like usual.

but you were happier that way, you bring your hand sup to your head and take out your space buns, letting them fall free.

you go over to your trunk and grab out a soft and fluffy towel you had stolen and some thongs (flip flops).

you were ready to take a nice, long, hot shower.

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words ; 712

date posted ; 13/04/22

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