The Girl Misunderstood-Hardaph

Chaos, p3

Now the intelligent Ravenclaws. What to do, what to do.

Ravenclaw plan:
Line the floor with pillows so they slip all the time.

I, as a specialist conjurer, managed to line the dorms and the whole common room floors with pillows that night. I could have heard the thuds from across the planet! I was having a lot of fun, actually. But then, reality hit. I couldn't keep this up, otherwise they would find me out and I would get expelled. Not that I really cared, but I would be separated from my sister, because my parents would disown me. I was back to square one, depressed, lonely, misunderstood, hated, ugly, and weird. I'll never be more than the girl misunderstood. No one will want to be friends with me, no one will want to date me, no one will want anything to do with me unless it's to bully me. I'll always be the outcast, the loner, the victim, however the victim, in my case, would be cast aside. I can't deal with this anymore! I deserve more than this, don't I?! I deserve to be respected by someone, just like everyone else in this school! I will find a way to ruin their lives, I swear! They will all bow, begging for mercy! And my parents, oh, they'll get a worse end of the stick than the rest! How could they just stand there and let me be tortured?! Yes, I was tortured by Redolphus Lestrange, and if it weren't for my angel sister, I would probably be dead right now. But anyway... how could they just spoil Tori while I get tortured, beat, bruised, hurt in hundreds of ways?! My life is a living h*ll, and it will always be one! Just because of my parents!