Different (Bellatrix X Reader) (Enemies to lovers)

Chapter 1- Leaving home, again

POV- I honestly don't even know

     I woke up to the sound of an owl tapping on my window. What could it possibly this early? I throw the covers off my body and slowly get up. Merlin do I hate getting up in the morning, going from my warm, comfortable, safe and cozy bed, to the cold, hard, scary outer would. Yes, I'm still just walking around my room, but with my father, you can never be too careful. There are some things that I'll just never forget...things that are going to haunt me forever and keep me scared. I only wish that it could've been different. But I wasn't in control of it, so I just need to learn to accept the fact that it's not my fault. As well as me feeling scared is okay and there's really nothing wrong with it.
     I finally reach the window and open it. There's a beautiful white and light brown owl. He comes in and perches in the windowsill and offers me a letter. Just but glancing at it, I can see it's, yet another, Hogwarts letter. I forgot over the course of summer that I have to go back for yet another year at Hogwarts. Don't get me wrong, I love it there. I feel at home with the teachers, and sort of with my house, but I don't really have many friends. Especially with my father, why would anyone want to be friends with me anyways? Everyone's just scared and stares at me like I'm going to Avada Kadarva them. I can't blame them though. I know I'm often bitchy and antisocial. I'm either scared of letting people getting to know me, or I simply don't like them.
     Anyways, I should probably open this letter. This owl is looking at me very impatiently and likes he's about to peck me for waiting too long. Per usual with the red Hogwarts crest, still looking as it did when I first got my letter. I slowly rip it open. Oh, well, it's just Dumbledore confirming that I'm coming back this Monday to finish my last year. I give the needy owl some treats and tell him to wait here for just a moment. I walk over to my desk and pull out some parchment and a quill. I just simply say that I will attending for this last year. But asking if I can come a few days earlier. I do like being by myself, but I don't know when I'll get to see my professors again after this year. They've helped me greatly and I don't want to leave them yet. I'm scared of what my father could do to them....or me once I've finished school.
     I don't think that he could ever forget how I ran away from him. But I just couldn't any longer. I don't agree with his views. He would always say vulgar things to me, throws curses and start to hit me after he found out I liked women and that I don't care about anyone's blood status.
     I seal up my letter and give it to the owl after giving him a few pets. And he flys off happily to finally be moving again.
     I suppose while I wait for his letter, regardless of what it says, I should start packing my belongings. I throw my luggage on my bed and start throwing in my clothes. I find a sketchbook and some pens and pencils on the floor, I gently set them inside not wanting to break the pencils or damage the paper. Obviously I cannot survive without my headphones so they are a must. My favorite knives, both gorgeous and extremely sharp. I close up my trunk and I look over to my guitar. I want to bring it, but I don't know if I'll be able to carry everything, but then I remember I can simply just shrink them down to fit in my pocket. I'm a genius!
     Before I shrink it down I decide to take it out and play a couple of random songs. I'm not the best at cords and ever since I've started reading tabs, I much prefer them over sheet music.

One hour later

     I got lost in the music while I played. The notes weren't perfect, but I corrected it an continued playing. It was calming, but when I kept messing up on the same part it did get frustrating. But I just set it aside to work on another day, and went to the next piece.
     I was brought out of my trance abruptly from the same white and light brown owl from earlier. He flew into my window and landed on the chair next to me instead of the windowsill. He had yet another letter waiting for me. I could only hope that I was allowed to arrive two days earlier.
     Dear y/n,

There is always a home at Hogwarts for those who choose. You are more than welcome my child to come two days earlier, as long as you promise to be on your best behavior. I will be gone until Monday, seen as I have some business to attend to.
There is a new DADA teacher, and I ask that you be most kind to her. You may have your differences, but do try. Severus and McGonagall will be there to assist if needed.

Warm regards,
Dumbledor

     Who is Merlin's name is the new DADA teacher? Why won't that man just give the position to Sevy? He is most deserving and has proven himself many times. Yes, he may be the best wizard at potions, myself coming in a close second to that, kinda, but he has wanted to become the DADA processor since he applied here. It doesn't make any sense to me.
     I shrink down my luggage and my guitar case and gentle set them into my pocket as I don't want them to be jumbled around. I walk outside my small castle, Merlin will I miss the peace I have here for the next few months. As I walk out of my protective shields, I turn around for one last momentary glance, and I aparate on the spot to Kings Cross Station.
     Oh my, this place is drowning in people. By all means don't get me wrong, I have absolutely nothing, nothing at all, against muggles. But for the love of Merlin some of them are in dire need of a shower. Have mercy do they stink.
     As I make my way through the crowds I finally get to platform 9. I sprint into the pillar and here I am, at 9 3/4.
     I quickly make my way onto the train. I don't want to share a compartment with someone, I'd rather savor the last bits of freedom I have.
     I sit down in my compartment after I shut the door and the shades. I grab a fluffy, knit blanket off the bench across from me and I lay down and cover up. I think I'll catch up on my sleep as it was interrupted early.

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So how is everyone liking it so far? Im sorry if it feels like im going on at curtain parts, I just got lost in the moment and what I was thinking. I hope it makes sense and sounds good!