Chapter 9

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We all sat down in the Great Hall laughing about something Emmy told us, she was going on and on about the complications of her summer and I found it rather funny.

When I took a seat at the Slytherin table, Olive who was apparently in her room this entire time entered the great hall. I was a bit confused but I guess she couldn't sleep with an empty tummy and that's good, cause I wanted to tell her all about Emmy's summer even though it wasn't mine to tell.

She came and sat to my left and before I could say a word to her, that dickhead Draco Malfoy walks in and he comes and sat on my right, just great. What was his problem? He did everything in his power to hurt me or irritate me and would glare at me if I ever talked to any boy. I should give him a piece of my mind when he goes way over his limit, not that he hasn't crossed it but once he goes further oh boy, two can play this game.

Damian came in a while later, accompanied by some stranger. I didn't worry much about whoever that was, all I know is that stranger was apparently in Slytherin and he looked like he was in Damian's year. He went and sat with a few girls, but Damian came and sat facing me, his eyes were peaceful and relaxed. He smiled at me and I returned it, and even though he thought I didn't see him death staring at Draco, he wasn't very good at hiding it.

Thankfully the rest of the meal went on peacefully, though I zoned out a few times during Dumbledore's speech. I came out of my gaze when I heard something about a new Defence Against the Dark Arts Teacher. Last year Lockhart was terrible and before that Quirrel died, it was a tragic thing. He was mostly a coward and dying wasn't expected from him but who can change fate?

The new teacher's name was Remus Lupin, Lupin sounded kind of normal and mysterious at the same time but does it matter? I wonder if he will stay for the following year or if he will fall into some tragic accident. It would be a sad thing if he proved to be a worthy man fit for the position of Defence Against the Dark Arts. He looked enthusiastic but a bit worn out.

Then Dumbledore went on about the rules and regulations and how we had to follow them honestly, they were the same every year. I felt Draco glance at me once or twice but I ignored it. I didn't want to ruin my mood by wondering what Draco would be looking at or what he was thinking. And his big-ass attitude was not going to affect my peaceful dinner with my friends. He can keep his attitude to himself or show it to his two dumb loyal servants- Crabbe and Goyle. Thankfully, Theo and Blaise haven't fallen for his trap.

I tried to talk to Olive and Emmy, but they kept purposely ignoring me hoping that I would talk to Damian. 'God, these two' I said under my breath but loud enough for them to hear it. But I was done with them, so I stormed out of the hall to go to my room getting mad with each step I took. The eyes of Slytherin house table were on my back, but I didn't stop. It made me want to get out even faster and I did exactly that. I groaned. Why can't people sometimes mind their own business?

I walked down the stairs and reached the dungeons before I realized it. 'Pureblood' I said as I walked in. I sighed and sat on the couch, trying to clear my thoughts. I was annoyed at Emmy and Olive. I know they just wanted me to talk to Damian and help me sort out my so-called love life and I need their help but it felt controlling and I wanted to take things slow and steady. If anyone insulted my friends they should know that they better start digging up their graves. I would make it my problem and ruin their feelings, or everything they cared about, reputation, love life any of that shit. If you hurt them and bring them down, I'll attack back by their side ten times stronger and make your pain the worst you can imagine. And I was mad at my friend's. Complications.

But now someone might actually like me, and I find that person attractive. I should try and keep it that way instead of ruining my chances of having a boyfriend. I guess I wasn't mad at Olive and Emmy, just pissed off at them for being right and trying to help me. So I forgive them even though there is nothing to forgive them for, just to trick my mind into thinking that we are on good terms.

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