3 A.M. (Oliver Wood) *ON HOLD*

Chapter Five: Sixth Year

Celeste had sent a short letter back to Ethan, and it wasn't exactly the friendliest. She didn't care how he felt about the letter. She was very angry with him, and she wanted to ignore him as much as she possibly could. Honestly, if she had to see his face any time soon, she'd throw herself off the Astronomy Tower to get away from him. He may have been somewhat good looking, but he had a terrible personality. Looks were definitely not everything to Celeste, so Ethan's personality was definitely not attractive to the girl at all.

Celeste had kept all of the letters to herself, unless they really made her angry. Mattheo was the only other person who was allowed to read the letters. She would then burn them, and she'd hope that her lack of consistent responses wouldn't cause Ethan to try to come to Hogwarts and talk to her. She really didn't want to accidentally hex him for causing a scene in front of the school.

The first time the students were allowed to go to Hogsmeade, Celeste made sure Ethan was busy so he wouldn't try to surprise her while she was out. Obviously, the surprise wasn't going to be a good or happy one, so she really didn't want to see him. Honestly, she hoped someone would "accidentally" kill him before the wedding could take place, but she knew she'd never be that lucky.

Anyhow, walking around Hogsmeade with Mattheo was a regular Hogsmeade weekend, but that changed when Mattheo had been called over by some boys in their year. Recently, there had been whispers of dark magic going on that Celeste didn't know much about, but she still tried to keep an ear out for the whispers. Knowing that her aunt and uncle weren't exactly "good," she needed to make sure there wasn't something going on that was going to put her and Draco in danger because og them.

Since she was on her own, Celeste decided to go to the Three Broomsticks. She would get herself a butterbeer and possibly some food as well. She didn't normally eat during her Hogsmeade trip, but that was normally because Regina and Gretchen would judge her for it, or complain the entire time while she ate or drank a butterbeer. Once she was inside, she ordered herself a butterbeer and a sandwich.

As she sat down and ate her food, she felt someone walking up behind her. Believing it was Mattheo, the girl decided not to turn around. Her eyes widened though when she seen her aunt Narcissa sit down in front of her. The woman wore all black, and had a cloak covering her face. She didn't want to be seen, but with her looking like this, it made Celeste look a bit suspicious to the others around her. She just hoped the other students wouldn't bombard her with questions about who she was with, or tell one of the professors or the headmaster that she had met someone who they presumed to be a dark wizard or witch. They'd be somewhat right, of course, but Celeste didn't want to be caught up in that.

"You haven't been answering any of our letters." Narcissa said, and Celeste nodded.

"I figured you would realize that my silence was enough to tell you that I don't wish to speak to either of you." Celeste replied, causing Narcissa to frown.

"You shouldn't be acting like this, Celeste. You need to be acting more like a lady. You are making it harder for me to protect you from being punished by your uncle." Narcissa fussed, causing Celeste to sigh.

"Yes, but the problem is that I haven't done anything. I'm getting good grades. I'm watching over Draco. I'm acting like a lady. I'm even answering Ethan's bloody letters, when I just want to burn them and never speak to him again. I've done absolutely nothing wrong except treat you two how you have treated me over the entire summer holiday." She spat, making Narcissa purse her lips.

"You're being ungrateful, Celeste," Narcissa retorted,"We have done everything we possibly can for you. We've given you a place to live, money, a family, and a status to be proud of." She said, her voice sickeningly sweet.

"Thank you for taking me in and showing me that it doesn't matter who my family is, they all seem to hate me or want to use me for their own benefit." Celeste retorted, before she stood up and walked away.

Celeste was upset, and she could feel tears building in her eyes. She couldn't let them be seen, especially in front of any other students. If anyone seen her, they could tell her family, and she'd be in even more trouble. She knew she just signed her own Christmas punishment, but she needed to get some things off of her chest. If she didn't, she would've blown up and caused more of a scene.

She walked as far away as she could, before she finally got back to Hogwarts. As soon as she was at Hogwarts, she ran straight to the dungeons, into the Slytherin common room, and right up to her dorm room. She opened the door and made sure no one was around, before she slammed the door, kicked off her heels, and threw herself into her bed.

With a quick flick of her wand, Celeste closed the curtains on her bed and put up a silencing charm. She didn't want anyone to hear her crying, since she knew they would gossip about it. Gretchen and Regina definitely wouldn't keep their mouths shut, so she didn't want them to ever hear her cry. Honestly, she wished she could curl up in a ball, hide, and never be found again.

Her life was falling apart, more so than it had when her mother had died and her father had left her behind. He didn't want anything to do with her, and she really didn't seem to care. The problem was, it started to take a toll on her as she grew older, and it really bothered her now. If her father had loved her, he wouldn't have worked with the Dark Lord, and he wouldn't be in Azkaban. He would've taken care of her, but he didn't, and she was forgotten about. She knew Narcissa and Lucius would do the same to her once she wasn't of use to them anymore...

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A/N: I hope you guys liked this chapter. So, she has argued with Narcissa. We all know it's not going to end well for her now.

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