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I made my way towards the exit to attend Hagrid's class, I suddenly spotted Draco. Upon seeing me, he frowned before approaching with a haughty air. "You're fortunate I haven't told anyone about that pathetic attempt you made to punch me." I returned Draco's frown, replying with a hint of mock politeness. "Oh, really? Is that why you scurried off to Professor Snape, hoping to garner some extra attention from him, because he favors pathetic Slytherins like you?"

Draco took a step closer, his frown deepening "I didn't tell him anything and I'm certainly not the pathetic one here. That label belongs to you, you filthy mudblood!" I took a step closer, my frown deepening as a flicker of anger simmered within me. The fire in my yellow eyes intensified, illuminating them further "Let me clarify, Malfoy, there's no shame in being muggle born for me. Unlike you, I might not know my blood ties, but I do know that being a sniveling, cowardly pureblood like you is the last thing I'd ever want to be. You're nothing without your precious, influential last name."

"But isn't it ironic? Your lack of knowledge about your own background makes you vulnerable, it makes you weak! And you think you can mock me for my pure blood? At least I know where I come from, unlike you, you little nobody!" My gaze dropped for a moment as I absorbed his words. He does have a point, unfortunately...
With a mixture of anger and disgust, I clenched my fists and shook my head. "I don't know what I've done to you that you keep coming back to taunt me like some leech."

Unable to bear his presence any longer, I forcefully pushed past him, my expression hardening. Honestly, Hagrid's classes had become pretty dreary since his first class with the Hippogriff incident. Instead of teaching us about more exciting creatures, we were stuck learning about flobberworms. It was mind numbing.
As the day slowly came to an end, the once bright blue sky turned into a darker hue, and the weather grew colder.

After making sure Teddy was fed and taking care of my homework, I found myself walking towards Professor Snape's office. Thoughts swirled in my mind. What if he thinks I'm being silly for coming here again after he explicitly told me I could? My doubts and insecurities began to creep in. Why do I keep insisting on coming here? Am I being stupid? My mind raced as I stood in front of his office, questioning my decision to come. What am I even doing here? I don't even have any questions about potions.

I hesitantly lifted my hand to knock on the door, but something held me back. Doubt crept into my heart. I have no reason to be here...and I don't want him to tell me to leave again.. The weather mirrored my conflicted feelings, turning even darker as I reluctantly turned away from the door and headed towards the courtyard. I looked up at the half filled moon overhead, its silvery glow casting a pale light into the darkening sky.

Lonely stars blinked faintly amidst the vast expanse, their light struggling to shine through the growing haze. A chilly wind blew, causing me to shiver and promptly zip up my yellow jacket for warmth. With an ache in my heart, I walked over to a nearby empty bench, pulling my knees up to my chest in a protective embrace. Draco's words echoed relentlessly in my mind, their harshness mingled with my own doubts. Your lack of knowledge about your own background...

I buried my head in my knees, my short hair falling around my face like a curtain, concealing my expression. Who am I, really? The past I'll never know about, forever leaves me vulnerable. I reach out to help others, driven by a desire to feel less useless, less empty. I'm not intelligent, nor brave, incapable in everything...Is that why Gentiana tried so hard to protect me? Because I was pitiful? Why did she bother to adopt me?

A lump formed in my throat as the painful truth began to sink in. The reality of my own helplessness and the burden I must represent were overwhelming. I couldn't help but feel even more hopeless. The loneliness and frustration coiled within me, tightening my chest with an emotional stranglehold. I felt small, alone, and lost in a world that I didn't quite understand. Unspoken words transformed into flowing tears that cascaded down my cheeks.

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