Natalie Riddle is the daughter of "you know who".
The life she lives is stressful, she's forced to go to hogwarts to help her father's evil plan.
She is hated by everyone. Teachers, students, deatheaters.
The only wizard keeping her from avada ka...
I walk hand in hand with Pansy and walk up to our shared dorm.
Draco and Blaise following behind us with our bags and cases.
I fling open the door and look at our personalised dorm.
My room:
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Pansy's room:
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"I am. In. Love." I throw myself onto my bed and let out a deep breath.
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11:37 p.m.
I still cant sleep.
I'm scared to have a nightmare.
I take my book and walk down into the common room, I lie across the sofa and read my book, listening to the crackling fire.
The sound of high pitch giggling ruins my focus and I turn my head to three girls walking down the stairs.
"Ugh. I thought I could smell you. Rat." Astoria Greengrass.
She has always hated me and I felt the exact same about her.
I despised her.
"Where's daddy? Locked up? Where's mummy? Dead. She snickered and the 2 girls behind her laughed.
I shot up from my seat and pointed my wand at the brunette girl.
"What. The. Fuck. Did you just say?" I grit through my teeth.
"You heard me. And it's gonna end the exact same for you once Harry Potter figures out what your father did to his family." She grins.
I slowly place my wand in my pocket, they all look confused.
I throw myself at her and throw a right hook at her big ass nose.
One punch.
"Keep."
Another.
"Her."
Another.
"Name."
One more.
"Out of your dirty blood traitor mouth."
I go to throw another but a pair of arms are pulling me off of her.
I fight against them to have another go at her.
"Calm down Diddle." I hear my best friend's voice say.
I slightly relax into his arms.
Tears of anger fill my eyes.
"Look at her crying. Pathetic little witch." Astoria smirks and walks away.
My knees give out from underneath me and I am caught by Malfoy. He sits behind me and brings me into a hug.
"I don't want to be here, it's not even been a full day and I am hated and people don't even know me. I'm not bad. I really aren't." I sob into the palms of my hands.
I start shaking and my breathing gets quick.
I can't control my breathing and it feels like I can't get any air out of my lungs nor into them.
"Diddle. Come on. Remember what we practised. Smell the roses, blow out the birthday candles." I try and focus but I hear a voice in my head repeating Astoria's words.
"Pathetic."
"Dead."
"Locked up."
He pulls my head onto his chest and I can smell the mint. The apples.
The voices start to quieten down and the sound of his heartbeat take over.
My eyes start to feel heavy and I feel myself drift off into a needed sleep.
