And I saw... him. Redolphus fucking Lestrange. He was torturing Lily... just like he'd done to me... I couldn't let him do that to anyone else. And before I knew it, "SECTUMSEMPRA!" Came out of my mouth. "You hurt me. About time for me to repay the favor, don't you think?" I taunted, leaning over his bloody body. "Y-you can't... k-kill m-me, c-can y-you?" He stuttered. "I want you to suffer. I don't really care about you in any other way." I replied coldly. Suddenly a bunch more death eaters came. "The girl's gonna kill him! Get her!" One said. "HOLD YOUR FIRE!" Came from a woman... I recognized her voice. My aunt. Mum's sister. Who married (forcibly, mind you) the man who tortured me as a child. I was standing face to face with Bellatrix Lestrange. "You're a death eater?!" I stared straight into her eyes, and I could see... she didn't want this. Someone... probably the same people who made her marry Lestrange. Two others took off their masks. They were my grandparents. I knew aunt Bella never wanted anything to do with the death eaters. "I'm sorry." She whispered. "Don't hurt her."
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The Girl Misunderstood-Hardaph
FanfictionDaphne Greengrass was a Slytherin misfit. Never fit in anywhere. But because of where the sorting hat placed her, she had nowhere to store her secrets. This led to immense damage to her mental state. When that happens to a person gifted, or in Daphn...
