No one in Hogwarts remembered she used to have a brother, if they could they'd said there was no way they were siblings. Olivia knew this very well, but the shame she felt when people murmured about her was nothing, because in the end being so diffe...
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Christmas break, Nott manor, 1975.
Olivia left Hogwarts about a week ago. All the time she spent home it was like hell for her. She always preferred to stay at Hogwarts even if that meant being alone with her thoughts.
She hated Christmas, mostly because it was a Christmas night that started with her brother challenging their parents and standing up for himself that ended with them kicking him out and founding three days later that Thomas, her sweet brother, had died in some very strange conditions.
She hated being home, she hated the word home because since Tommy died it didn't feel like it. Most of the time her parents wouldn't pay attention to her, and it was in times like those that she would sneak into Tommy's room. Sometimes she just slept in his bed or went through his stuff, this time it was the later.
Olivia sat on the floor going through some old trinkets his brother liked to collect when he found one of his diaries. Every time Olivia found one of those she never read them and would just keep them safe from her parents but this one was different, it was from the year he died.
She figured that maybe when he was kicked out he took it with him and that maybe that was the reason she never found this one. She was wrong. There she was with the diary labeled "1971" and the urge to read it was also there.
She always knew her brother loved her but for some time after he died she questioned it 'if he really loved me he would have never left me with them', with time and as she grew older she realized her brother did loved her and that all of her life he'd been taking care of her and that awful Christmas night he was just trying to take care of himself. Curiosity got the best of her and decided to open Tommy's diary in a random page.
September 23
I consoled liv again before class. She's been sadder than I've ever seen, her eyes are always puffy, red, and with some awful dark circles around them. I don't know what to do. Its not like I can do something more than console her and I hate myself for it. This year its my last at Hogwarts, I don't know what she's going to do without me. Maybe somehow I can try to help her make some other friends, maybe some first year Ravenclaws, she's always crying and keeps repeating that she must be evil and that's why she's in Slytherin. I been trying to make her forget that but since her only friend stopped talking to her for it. Its hard to make her believe. I wish she could see herself like I do but its like her surroundings have brainwashed her into believing something she's not. Charlie's been saying that its going to pass and that she's going to make friends at least with kids from her house but I don't know how I feel about that.
