After the Hogwarts War, your parents became worried about you and decided that staying with your father was better than attending Hogwarts for another year.
What awaits you in Beacon Hills, where you only spend your summer breaks? Can you achieve yo...
Your guests left after dinner. Your father wasn't as angry as you predicted. He was very calm about his basement becoming three times bigger than it originally was. At some point in the evening, the twins teleported somewhere to deliver something. Even though it was suspicious you didn't think too much about it. Because you know, they are 'the Weasley twins' after all.
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And now you were sitting in the school cafeteria, eating your lunch, peeking at your crush as always. You noticed Isaac was here too today. He was in hospital for the last few days so it was nice seeing his [handsome] face now. You were worried about him because of the unusual events that day.
You were thinking about whether or not to say hello to him when Clara came to you excitingly. She looked like she did some mischief and even the done expression on your face didn't depress her.
"How are you doing?" she asked with the speed of the light. When you opened your mouth to answer she cut your word and continued talking.
"I'll tell you something but don't be mad okay?" Just like you think. You gave out a sigh and looked at her for her to continue.
"So I was shopping online and saw some interesting potions and bought them. And among them..." She took something out of her bag. You wished you saw the name wrong but no. It says 'Amortentia'.
"Please don't tell me you made your crush drink it." You asked with a concerned tone.
"No, I made your crush drink it." She said with a stupid face.
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"WHAT?!" You shouted a bit loudly that even Stiles and his friends looked in your direction. You coughed out of embarrassment and tried to cover your face with a napkin.
"What do you think you're doing?! I don't remember wanting something like this from you." You whispered to Clara.
"Don't get angry, this is a joke item. He won't be all head over heels for you. It'll just make him notice how awesome you are. And it won't last forever anyways." She explained.
You were about to say something when you felt your shoulder get wet. What is this? Orange juice? When looked, you saw that annoying face of Heather smirking at you. Like how old is she? Nine?
"Sorry I couldn't see you since you're so indistinct." She said flipping her hair. How cliche can she be? Seriously... She then sat in front of you and started eating her launch. Her friend sat beside her and didn't lift her gaze from her phone.
"Didn't know we were close enough to eat together." Clara said, pissed off. You didn't want to involve yourself. So what Heather's friend was doing seemed relatable. When you reached for your phone someone acted faster. Heather! She grabbed it and started exploring your photos. This little! You can't let her see Stiles's photos. But she stood up and walked away from you.
"Heather! Give me my phone!" You followed her to reach but she used the crowd in her favor and escaped quickly. You went after her until the girls changing room. There was nobody inside since there wasn't any practice today.
"What is your problem? Why are you doing this?!" You shouted extremely angry and tired.
"I don't know what you're talking about~" she said playing with your phone in her hands.
"So, Stiles huh? Did I mention that our families are pretty close?" You gritted your teeth, she was so annoying.
"To be honest, he isn't that much of my type. But for some reason, he seemed really attractive suddenly." You felt your blood pressure rising. Why is she being like this? Does she feed on other people's negative emotions? Maybe a dementor possessed her.
"Cut it Heather! I didn't do anything to deserve this treatment." You said.
"Of course, you didn't. Because you don't do anything wrong ever right? Because you're PERFECT!" She started shouting all of a sudden. What is her problem?
"You were always flawless. Everyone likes you and you always do the best things. You never make a mistake. And I hate this side of you, I have always been."
You started to understand her reason. So she had an inferiority complex towards you all these years. It was a pity for her. Because the person she has a complex with is none other than the one who can't even talk to her crush without stuttering.
"Your family adored you nonetheless and your grades were always high. You were social and talented in art and-"
"We were 10! How talented can I be at that age?! And if you didn't notice my parents get divorced!" You shouted angrily.
"They weren't that time! Anyways, I always hated you and I will in the future! Just wait for me to turn your life into hell." She went past you and threw your phone. This little!
She called Stiles's name in the corridor. He was at the end of the corridor but he had turned his back so didn't see you or Heather.
She walked towards him a bit fast, didn't see the floor was wet and her foot slipped. Everything went a bit fast afterward. She couldn't keep her balance and fell down the stairs. Clara was near her and run towards her to help.
"Are you alright?!" She climbed downstairs carefully and examined Heather. Fortunately, nothing serious had happened but she still called the ambulance just in case. No days pass without a problem at this school.
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After Heather went with the ambulance, Mrs. Blake called you to her office. You assumed she wanted to ask about the incident. When you arrived at the door of her office you got chills. It was probably out of nervousness so you didn't think much about it.
You knocked on the door and waited for her response. When you get inside she was waiting for you, leaned her desk. Some papers that looked like documents were in her hands. She smiled at you and said to sit down.
"Welcome Y/N. Do you want something to drink?" She asked politely. You said you were fine and refused politely.
"I called you here to talk about today's incident. Can you tell me exactly what happened there?"
As you expected. You took a deep breath and started your story. You told her how the three of you were friends but for an unknown reason, Heather started to bother you. How she poured her drink on you at the cafeteria and took your phone. So that you followed her and she fell down the stairs. You may have taken out the parts about Stiles but it doesn't matter anyway.
She said she understood and wrote some things in her notebook. Then she looked into your eyes for a while. It felt creepy, why is she looking like that?
"Mrs. Blake, Are you alright?" She flinched and apologized for the gaze. She then said you can take your leave and started organizing her desk. You stood up and walked towards the door. Little did you know she was staring at you as you open the door.
