3rd of September, Wednesday. Nastia woke up early, it's 6:53 am and everyone else is sleeping. She woke up with anxiety yet again. Instead of standing up and getting ready she decided to lay in bed. To think about life maybe.
The anxiety... it started to slowly overtake her mind. Every time she was expected to say or do something in front of people she always feels like fainting in the place. But what if she does something wrong? If she disappoints others? What if they're unsatisfied? Her eyes stayed open but she wasn't concentrating on the other world. Her thoughts were pure chaos. What if someone is reading her mind? No. That can be done only through direct eye contact. I know. Yea. But what if I read or understood wrong...?
She was suddenly dragged back to reality by Zoe shaking her shoulders violently.
'Oh- uh... good morning...?'
'The fuck happened to you? It's like you were in trance or just dead.'
'Oh, I was just lost in thoughts. Happens pretty often. No need to worry.'
'Alright, then come on, start getting ready so that yesterday situation doesn't repeat itself. I'll wait here.'
'Sorry... Are you sure...? Thanks, I'm going then now I guess...'
Zoe nodded. Nastia was acting strange. Always apologising and thanking for just... everything. Being polite wasn't bad, it was good if nothing else, it just felt... somehow... odd... weren't they friends? Eh, she's most likely just shy.
Once Nastia was in a bathroom she quickly locked the doors and without showering, only using cleaning charm on herself, she started to dress up in her robes. Half muggle way, half wizard way. It was just more comfortable for her like that.
While she was dressing up she observed some of her scars and bruises. She actually liked them. How strange. She's strange. But nobody acknowledges that. Those bruises were from all the falls and her clumsiness. So were the scars. But still, it felt good.
'I'm done. Thanks.'
'Right on time. I would recommend you going to the Great Hall. It's emptier in the early morning and you can have more food.'
'Sure... alright, thanks.'
'Damn, why are u being so overly polite?'
'I was taught manners, young lady. I'm from a pure blood family after all.' she mock bowed.
They both giggled and Zoe went to shower. Nastia decided to get her school things later. Her period was free 'til lunch anyway. Quickly yet trying to be quiet she left the common room. The halls were empty for exception of some students here and there.
The Great Hall was also pretty empty. Everyone was seated by two tables because there weren't much people. Almost on his own, to Luna's surprise, was sitting Harry Potter. The-Boy-Who-Lived all on his own. There were people near him, but they seem to chat to each other rather than him. Luna Allen decided to sit next to him.
'Hi.'
'Ah... Uhm, hello.'
'You... don't mind me sitting next to you?'
'No, not in any way.'
'Thanks.'
She awkwardly sat next to him and placed one single toast on her plate. She noticed that Potter also didn't have much food; just fried eggs.
'You also don't eat much, do you?'
'Oh, yeah... no, I don't...'
'I feel you. My friends were concerned if I had anorexia, but I just don't eat much... oh, forgot to introduce myself, sorry. Anastasia Elizabeth Luna Allen. Prefer to be called Nastia by friends and Luna Allen by strangers.'
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Pain is slowly filling our lifes [HP]
Hayran KurguThe original world and characters belong to J. K. Rowling. I just added mine and a few changes/additions. [ENG Version] This is the original book that was written in English. I'm probably going to rewrite it in Russian later. Yeah. Like in a few y...