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TWELVE

The Most Hated

Once Raya and Ron said their goodbyes from the common room, they each made their way to their dormitory.

The only times she's been here is when she had to do the girl's makeup for the Yule Ball, so she had a feeling where her dorm was.

Sure enough, she saw her name outside the same door, alongside the rest of the girls who seem to dislike her.

"OW! Hermione that hurts!" Walking into the dorm, Raya found herself in a horrid scene. As Hermione tried to rub Lavender's face with a towel, only to make her face appear bluer than before.

Another door had opened, revealing the sound of running water, "I finally got the water hot enough! Hurry before it cools down," Parvati said, her expression seeming to drop at the sight of Raya in the room.

"No, I don't want to!" Lavender screamed like a child, "It's either we try that, or you go into classes tomorrow looking like a blueberry!" Huffed Hermione, that it seemed that Lavender was more than happy to go into the bathroom.

Raya was soon alone in the dorm as the bathroom door shut behind them. She took a couple of seconds to take in the dorm, it wasn't much different from her Ravenclaw dormitory.

Though, she knew that she would never get used to the color red.

Right away, she could tell which of the four-poster bed was hers. It was pushed farthest from the rest, against the wall, the sheets were undone, and sitting on top of the bed was a familiar black trunk with a faded blue flower her mother had painted.

Her clothes were scattered across the bed, as well as some close by on the floor. Starting to pick up the clothes, she turned around to the bathroom door once again opening.

Walking out of it was Hermione, who had reached over for more white towels.

Raya's eyes widened at the sight of her hair which was now down, "Your hair, it's...straight?"

Hermione scoffed, "Glad to see you're finally opening your eyes to notice things,"

Rolling her eyes, Raya collected the rest of her clothes across her clothes, "I didn't do it."

She turned to the sound of Hermione's voice, "I told them pushing your bed was enough, but they didn't listen. Then again, I didn't stop them, so if you want to blame someone, I guess you can blame me."

"It's fine I don't care," Hermione was stunned at hearing this, surely she was expecting some sort of resentment back from her.

Once again, she scoffed, and walked back into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

Raya had now changed into her pajamas, climbing into bed, she closed the curtains and laid back. She sighed, as she stared deeply at the ceiling, but soon her vision became blurry as there were now tears forming in her eyes.

And even when the rest of the girls return to the room, Raya hid under covers, hoping her silent crying wasn't obvious.

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Her eyes shot open, staring straight into the ceiling that she had previously stared at a couple of hours earlier.

Deep down she had some hope left that this was still all just a dream, but at last, seeing that she was surrounded by her four-poster bed curtains, she was soon let down.

Pulling on the curtain, it was revealed that the rest of the girls were still asleep, with the small clock that hung on the opposite wall, the time read 6:42 a.m.

Breakfast would be starting soon, and given that she didn't eat anything last night, she was sure hungry.

As quietly as she could, she got out of bed and rummaged through her trunk for her uniform. Once dressed, she brushed through her long black tangled hair, hoping she could get it somewhat presentable.