Dear Heart,Why Him?
Raven
Raven Blackwood. A broken, emotionless girl. Coming from a broken past, she soon finds out all the secrets that lay beneath the surface, Finding out about her past. Her true life..
While being a Slytherin with Slytherin fri...
I'm walking through the hall, trying to get pass the big crowd of students, who couldn't get out of my way.
Why's everyone taking so long to walk?! I thought to myself, either I'm being impatient or everyone's walking like snails. Definetly the second option.
I hold my wand by my side, tempted to push everyone out of the way, Fuck it.
With a quick mumble of a spell everyone's pushed into two lines clearing a path for me. A few gasps and shrieks were heard amongst the crowd.
Making me smirk a bit, as everyone continued walking in a straight lines, they looked over at me giving me dirty looks, Hatred clear on someone their faces or some of them just kept their eyes on the floor, knowing it's not worth starting a fight with me, I think we both know who would win.
I keep on walking but I hear a slight creak, I turn my focus on where it was coming from only to see Isabell Riddle staring at me amused. As if she was trying to figure out something. I didn't take that much notice in itand just continued my journey into the library.
I look around taking notice of my surroundings.
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There she stood.. Madam Irma Pince the Hogwarts librarian. Unpopular with many students for her strict rules,she's particularly protective of the library's Restricted Section. The place I need to get into.
Madam Pince is very strict with the books, if anyone even breaths on a book they would be in serious trouble. I stuck my hands deep into my robes pocket and picked a random book, walking up to were Pince sat. She stared at the book as if it were her child.
"This is a one time warning, Ms Blackwood" Madam Pince snapped.
" If you rip, tear, shred, bend, fold, deface, disfigure, smear, smudge, throw, drop, or in any other manner damage, mistreat, or show lack of respect towards this book, the consequences will be as awful as it is within my power to make them" She stated staring at me with a stern look.
"You've told me a thousand times, What's that book behind you?" I say pointing at the book behind Madam Pince, it was in a glass cage, I know what I'm doing it's her favourite book, students say if you ask her about it, she will go on for ages explaining. Exactly what I need.
"Oh! This book,well do I have a story to tell you-" Madam Pince said joyfully turning her chair around to the stupid book, I wasn't listening at all, as soon as she turned around and was distracted. I slipped the Sleeping Draught in her tea.
This dark purple potion causes the drinker to fall into a deep and instantaneous sleep. Unlike the Draught of Living Death, this potion is less powerful and doesn't last as long. So I have to move fast.
"Oh, Thanks for the details, I have to get going!" I say quickly hurrying to the library doors but really sneaking to the back of the library.
As soon as I heard Madam Pince's snoring I instantly scurried to her desk for the key and hurried to the Restricted Area of the library. I need a particular book, and I know for a fact Pince wouldn't leave it out in the open.
