Monday Blues

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Winter was woken up by Naila shaking her up, again. 

''Good morning." She said to Naila and Pansy.

''Good morning.'' They said in union.

The dream Winter had during the night came back into her memory. She had flashbacks of her mom beating her and mentally abusing her. She felt sad and almost started to cry. She knew it was going to be a long day. She slowly got ready for the day and missed breakfast. Her first class of the day was charms, which she had with Draco. She walked to her class and sat next to Draco, who was already there.

''Good morning. You missed breakfast today.'' He said.

''I know.'' She said.

''Are you okay?'' He asked her, concerned.

Winter nodded, holding back tears.

''You are not. Let's get out of here and find Theo.'' Draco said, standing up.

Winter nodded and followed the boy out of the classroom. Draco and Winter walked through the hallways until they reached the potions classroom, where Theo was sitting in the back. The class was not started yet so Draco walked in and went to Theo. Winter saw Theo nod and pick his stuff. He followed Draco out of the class and they joined winter.

''Let's go to the lake.'' Draco said.

They didn't say a word as they walked out of the castle. Little did they know,  Professor Riddle was watching the students walk out of the castle and heading to the lake. When the trio arrived at the lake, they sat down and looked at Winter. Theo placed Winter on his lap, hugging her.

''What's wrong, cara mia?" He asked, stroking her hair.

''I had a nightmare. Well not exactly, more like flashbacks of my mom and what she did to me.'' Winter said silently crying on the boy's shoulder.

''I don't mean to interrupt but what happened with your mom?'' Draco hesitantly asked.

Theo and Winter explained to Draco what she went through with her family, which made the girl cry even more. Before they could comfort the girl, Professor Riddle appeared behind them. When he saw Winter on Theo's lap, he couldn't help but get jealous.

''Students.'' He said, firmly.

The boys looked at the man in fear, while Winter was too afraid to look at the man.

''Skipping class again, I see. You three are collecting detentions this year.''

Winter looked up at the man with teary eyes.

''Sir, we didn't mean to. Winter wasn't feeling well this morning so I suggested we skipped.'' Draco said.

''I see. Boys, get back to class and Miss Blackwood, come with me.'' Professor Riddle spoke.

''I'll see you guys at lunch.'' Winter said, hugging the boys.

They all walked back into the castle and Winter picked up her stuff. She couldn't look into the man's eyes. She was too ashamed to be crying. When Professor Riddle saw the girl crying, it felt like a million knifes were stabbing him over and over again. 

''Come with me.'' Professor Riddle said, leading the girl back into the castle and into his office.

When they arrived, he motioned her to sit in front of his desk. She looked out the window with tears in her eyes, still unable to look at the man. Professor Riddle sat in front of Winter, on his desk, and looked at her.

''What's going on?'' He asked her.

''Nothing.'' She said, trying to keep her cool.

''Clearly it isn't nothing because you are standing in front of me crying. And you and your friends skipped class because of it. So talk.'' He said.

''No.''

Professor Riddle got off his desk and kneeled in front of the girl.

''You can trust me you know. Talk to me.'' He said, taking the girl's hand.

''I can't trust anyone except Theo and Draco.'' Winter said, wiping her tears with her uniform.

''Yes you can trust me. I've been through a lot of things too, I can promise you I will understand.'' He said.

Winter refused to look at him as she started to cry harder. He grabbed her face with his hands, making her look at him.

''Look at me.'' He said. "Tell me.''

Winter broke down crying and couldn't hold it in anymore. She told the man everything from her scar, to the mental abuse and to her nightmare she had. The professor listened to everything without interrupting. When she was done, he held her hand.

''Can I see the scar?'' He asked.

Winter nodded.

''Where is it?'' 

Winter pointed to her arm and her chest.

''There's more than one?'' 

''Yes. I always wanted to make them disappear. I hate them.'' 

The professor started playing with the bottom of her uniform. He looked into her eyes.

''Can I take this off?'' He asked, staring at the girl.

Winter nodded and helped the man take her top off. When it was removed, he saw the scar on her chest and the word ''Shame'' on her arms. He traced the scars with his finger and looked at the girl. He took out his wand, casted a spell and the scars were gone. Winter cried with joy. She jumped on the man's lap and hugged him tightly. He rubbed her back and kissed her shoulders. She looked into his eyes and to his lips. She bit her lips and she watched him lick his. He started kissing down her neck, breathing heavily. She tugged on the man's hair as he worked his way down to her chest. He kissed where her scar was and down to her breasts. He unclipped her braw and played with her breasts, kissing, biting and sucking on them. Winter moaned under the man's touch.

''Fuck. No. We can't do this. Get dressed.'' He said, pushing the girl off of him.

Winter put her clothes back on and ran out of his office. She joined her friends in the Great Hall for lunch then headed to her third class of the day. The whole class, she was dreading fourth period because she had Defense Against The Dark Arts with professor Riddle. She walked there with Theo and Draco and sat in their usual spots, in the back.

''My scars are gone.'' Winter whispered to Theo.

He smiled at her and hugged her tightly. When Professor Riddle saw this, jealousy took over him. During class, he wouldn't stop looking at Winter, remembering the things he was doing to her and all of the things he wishes he could do. When class was over, Winter and her peers took no time and got out of the class. For the rest of the night, she hung out with Theo and Draco until it was time for her to go to bed.



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