𝓝𝔂𝔁 - 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓪 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮

Life's turmoil again

Despite the short night, I felt like I had slept atleast 8h.
It was 8 am and Freya flew in through the window with a screech. She brought a reply to my letter  from Durmstrang.
My old friend Adrien wrote back to me. While in my old school, I was friends with a group of boys: Adrien, Luke, Max and Peter. It was sometimes better and worse with our relations, but we could always count on each other when needed. More than once the guys stood up for me (not always when needed) and I helped them with their studies. In the evenings we went to training together and then we went somewhere to eat.
I missed them, however, I had in the back of my head that there are different customs here and they can be seen as quite arrogant, overconfident or mean. The memories came back when I still held the closed envelope in my hand.
I opened the letter and read it. It turned out that my whole group of friends will be arriving. They specially volunteered for the exchange to see me and have a little fun with the girls who are not usually seen in Durmstrang. Excited, I went to change. I put on similar clothes as on the previous day, I only changed the T-shirt and underwear. I put the letter in the pocket, tied my hair high and, emotional, ran to tell Gabi about the list at breakfast. As I ran, I passed the Headmaster who stopped me for a moment and asked me to talk to Mr. Lestrange about the Durmstrang guests. She was supposed to set tasks for me and help me guide the exchange students.
I just nodded my head and ran on.
Out of breath, I burst into the main room and sat down next to Gaby, who had already started her meal. She greeted me with a tight hug. I told her about the letter. She was happy with me, but suddenly her face fell.
- But you won't leave me because they'll be here?
I laughed out loud and slapped her on the back.
- Stupid, of course not. You will meet them as quickly as they arrive.
She smiled slightly. Wanting to cheer her up, I added.
- Maybe one of them will catch your eye and take you to the Yule Ball or even something more... Who knows?
We both burst out laughing.
We ate breakfast while talking about Durmstrang. We were interrupted by Snape who said in a deep voice.
-I hope you do not think that caring for new students will relieve you from classes? Now you're a Hogwarts student and your job is to get hold of these steroid-packed hummocks.
Outraged, I had to react.
- I don't think the professor should judge them in terms of their physical appearance, I assure you that they are as intelligent as they are muscular.
Snape raised his eyebrows, surprised that I had answered him.
- Oh yeah ? Then I understand that you are taking responsibility for their academic performance, Nyx.
He threw his robes on and walked away before I could answer.
I sighed. This teacher spoiled my good mood. I pushed my chair back, informed Gaby I was going for a run, and so did.
I run better when nervous.
I changed into shorts but this time I stayed in my sweatshirt. After the last run, I caught a bit of a cold running only in my bra. I was doing circles around the castle again and suddenly I remembered that I was supposed to go to Lestrange and discuss the guests' arrival. I picked up the pace and shortened the way. Cold and gasping, I ran into the castle trying to calm my breath. Hopefully, I ran to the teacher's room and knocked lightly.
I was full of curiosity about how she reacted to the disappearance of the wand from her wardrobe, I hoped she wasn't that pissed off. There was silence, I already became convinced that there was no one inside. I was about to leave, but suddenly the door opened. I looked at her to try to guess what her mood is and what to expect. She invited me in with a gesture. Still panting, I went inside.
- You're late, Nyx.
She stepped closer and leaned against the wall.
- Yes, I know. I'm sorry. I know you hate latecomers.
She interrupted me.
- And the thieves.
- I couldn't steal something that belonged to me though...
She snorted at me, but the face showed me that she was expecting it.
She walked around me talking.
- I see the wand wasn't the only thing you got out of that room that night. It's not nice messing around with someone's private stuff.
- Uh, sorry I didn't know where to find my wand.
Bellatrix shook her head but said she would forgive me and we were to move on to the subject of the guests.
We talked about how to introduce my colleagues to our principles. Only now I found out that they will come the very next day!
I also told her about how Snape made me responsible for the academic performance of the Durmstrang students.
Unfortunately, she could not help me with this and the only thing I heard about this topic is that I have to watch them like an eye in my head.
I remembered the letter in my pocket and pulled it out to show Bellatrix. Unfortunately, I forgot that in this pocket I also put a photo that I took from her room the night before. Unfortunately for me it fell out of my pocket and Bellatrix noticed it. Before I could bend down to somehow hide it, she picked up the picture and looked at me questioningly.
I bit my tongue with nerves. I saw her expression turn to pure confusion and then to anger.
Terrified with my eyes I looked at Bellatrix, waiting what will happen next.  She frowned and ostentatiously teared the photo in two.
- I won't need that anymore.
I felt a hesitation in her voice as if she was worried or even scared.  I wasn't going to ask about this photo, but I was being consumed by curiosity how it got there.  Had I caught her eye?  Did she really break into my house and steal this photo?  But what the hell is my picture with my dog ​​for?
Pulled out of the reverie, an awkward silence ensued.  Suddenly Bellatrix came closer, grabbed my chin and hissed. 
- Be glad that you have such a pretty face, otherwise I would have dealt with you in other less fun way. 
She clapped her teeth in front of my face, trying to scare me.  Surprised by the lack of reaction, she smiled slightly.
- I've seen you train, Nyx. Are you getting ready for some competition or training before your lovers arrive?
I huffed and rolled me eyes.
- They are ordinary buddies.  I'm not into boys really.
I saw how a broad smile formed on Lestrange's face.
- Ah yeah. I could see it. I'll tell you a little secret, Nyx.
She came even closer, whispering in my ear. 
- Many woman have a crush on you here.
She started running her fingers up from my stomach to my chest. I gasped.
- So tough, resourceful, but also unavailable. I wonder why you're still alone ...
Our eyes met and I saw her waiting for a response.
- Well I .... Uhm...
I could not concentrate while she was still so close to me.
- The person who I might like is kind of...  Not available for me. Not now and probably never so it is nothing.
Lestrange grinned knowing exactly who was I talking about but predending she did not.
Bellatrix seemed pensive, as if she was not getting in touch with reality.  I sensed that it was time for me, so I thanked for the conversation and left a bit stressed.  -Why can't any conversation with her proceed normally ...
I asked myself this question  sighting a little and walked down the corridors.
Holidays and a Christmas ball were coming, but I totally didn't know who to invite to the ball.  It would be weird going with Gaby, maybe I will go with one of the Durmstrang? However, the boys are stiffs and you can't dance with them. I could always go alone and freelance though...
Pensive, I went to the Slytherin main room and sat by the fireplace.  I had very little idea how to spend the rest of the day.  It was cloudy and windy outside, which discouraged people from going outside.  After a while, Anthony got on and began to tell me about his infatuation with Miss Dark. I pretended to be interested in it until I came up with a good excuse to run away.
- Anthony I am so happy with all my heart and I deeply hope she will definitely agree to go to the prom with you. Unfortunately, I have to go because I'm starting training in 10 minutes.
- Ah you, as always, just about the outward-looking Nyx, go ahead leave. Not like you were listening to me before.
He rolled his eyes and chuckled under his breath.  I said goodbye to my friend and went jogging again.  This time I decided to diversify my running  a bit and stopped in the forbidden forest and pulled myself up on a branch. 
- 40,41,42 ... ugh
I let go and fell on the freshly fallen snow.
Angry at the lack of improvement in my condition, I started looking around the forest. It was already dusk, which meant that I had been sitting in the cold for a long time. With the corner of my eye, I noticed the hut I used to spend the night in. Someone was inside because smoke was coming out of the chimney.
I sneaked in silently, curious what was going on and noticed a big group of witches dressed all in black.  Each of them had a strange tattoo on their hand.  I was very curious what this meeting was. There were various alcohol bottles laying on the floor and a strange list.  Most of the participants of this meeting were women in their 30's. I don't know what happened there, but it looked like some ceremony.  One of the witches grabbed the other's hand tightly and held her, while the other one rolled up her sleeve from her dress and uttered some spell, after which the girl roared loudly in pain and fell to the ground crying.
I heard loud laughter from the rest of the witches. Then I saw something that was familiar to me.  Black locks stuck out from under the hood. The figure walked closer to the girl she was holding and spat on her. I wanted to see if it was really that person and I think I leaned out too much. Suddenly, one of the witches in the crowd pointed her finger at me.  I froze not knowing what to do.
Escaping would be pointless at this point, there wasn't enough time. I decided to keep a cool head and just walked a few steps away showing that I had no bad intentions, but with my wand ready.
A woman came out of the hut with a sharp step, walking towards me.  She shouted Expelliarmus at me, but I blocked the spell with a Protego spell.
- You little spy!
She yelled.
She was throwing spells at me, but I reflected them all with ease.  Suddenly she was joined by a witch with black curls who cast a Conjunctivitis spell at me, which I failed to reflect.  The last thing I saw was the well-known face of Miss Lestrange staring down at me...
- Fuck, you never have a good timing do you? Never mind dear it had to happen sooner or later. You just made it easier for us...