𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦, 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦
𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘺, 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘺
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IN WHICH, a girl hiding her insecurities with a mask becomes a witch...
AND AS ALWAYS CAME, THE YEAR WAS OVER AND THE HOLIDAYS HAD OFFICIALLY STARTED.
you were not excited for yet another boring few weeks of doing barely anything at home, rarely going out.
you had endured the long train ride with harry, ron and hermione, as always, listening to their useless blabbering about what they would be during those holidays. they always had plans more interesting than you had ever had.
you questioned what it would be like to have a family who went out and did fun activities together. really, you questioned what it'd be like to have a family at all.
the only 'family' you had ever had was back when you were younger.... in that place.
your cousins, mother and father.
but you hadn't considered them family for a long time.
not since..
you shook your head, you couldn't bear to even think of it. your hand rose to your cheek as you lightly caressed the gnarly scar running across.
in the back of your mind, you wondered what the others would think. ron, harry, hermione.
would they be disgusted, horrified, as many others had?
