HP story ideas/one-shots

Chapter 1-Music

     The whip kept coming, and he wouldn't relax on it. I was shaking and could feel Achys wanting to intervene. I keep pushing her back so she can't do anything that would lack us both up.

     I could only see the floor and the ground around me, which what wet with my blood and water from when they dumped me into a trashcan filled with water.

     They held me under the water until I almost drowned. I was starting to see black dots, and my vision blurred. I didn't want to pass out because that always led to more trouble I didn't want to feel in the morning. Plus, I always feel disgusting, even though it's not my fault.

     A miracle happened, and they stopped. Or, I thought they did. What was really happening was Achys is trying to take control, so she could make them stop and take their blood to replenish the blood I'd lost. But that will do more bad than good.

     I was now fighting against two things. Staying awake and ensuring Achys didn't get her way and kill them. But I seem to be falling at both of them. I hope I fall asleep before Achys gains control. Even if that means they're going to touch me.

     I started focusing on my breathing, which was getting heavier, to keep cations and Achys at bay. I saw a figure crouch down. I couldn't really see them, and I think they're talking because anytime they crouched in front of me, they want to tell me something. But the ringing in my ear is too intense to make anything out.

     They reached a hand out which had me stiffing up. The hand touched my face before the whips stopped. The hand then patted my cheek before they walked away.

     Once I heard the door close, I looked around to see if anyone was here, but there was no point. I couldn't barely see my hands in front of me. I just setal for laying down as everything went black.

     I opened my eyes and wanted to scream. Too bad I couldn't. I've made myself mute because they would hit me harder when I screamed. So I don't speak at all. I also don't show any emotions except maybe innocents because that's what most of the people Mother sells me to kink. I don't show emotions because then someone might be able to read them a figure out what's happening.

     I got ready for the day and ensured you couldn't see any scars on my body. I always wear pants, a long-sleeved shirt, and gloves, so you can't see any scars there. Once I was done with my make-up, so you couldn't see the scar that ran from the middle of my forehead to the center of my cheek, going over my eye, I put on my school ensued cloak and headphones and walked down to the dining hall.

     I didn't share a dorm like everyone else because if I lost control of Archy, a demon my body houses, I could kill them. I don't like killing people, and because Achys lives in my body, my discomfort has rubbed off on her. Plus, she doesn't like being used as a weapon by Father.

     I heard the song change and felt like I had my eardrums blasted out. Shit, I hope I didn't wake my soulmate up. I always feel horrible for my soulmate because I constantly have to listen to music, so Achys says under control, and I tend to wake up at four every day because of nightmares and having to wake up at that time to work around the house.
Walking into the dining hall, I looked around and saw no one was there like always. I went to the kitchen to have my tea before my lessons as I don't usually eat a lot, so to wake me up completely, I have some tea.

     Once I finished my tea, I walked in the corridors to my normal window seat where no one comes. And I'll wait here until the first bell rings. Then I'll go to my first lesson, potions, and help the teacher set up while doing any assignments left to do. 

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