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Chapter 14: Kora

I ran my finger across the hems of the books on the library shelves, looking for a book that can help me. I have to find a way out of a world I don't belong in.

Muttering the titles of the books under my breath, I finally found one that seemed to be of use. Rumors of A Different Dimension, the title read. The title could use a little work, but it will do.

I took the book with me to the table I had already had set up with parchment, quills and inks, and more books.

Before I could open the book, I saw that piece of scum, Harry Potter. A smile crossed my face as I picked up my wand.

Potter was flipping through a book, turning back to the beginning, reading little parts of it. I stood up and waved my wand around, moving the book where I wanted it to go.

"Hey!" exclaimed Potter, chasing the book flying over his head.

I waved it more, hitting his head one purpose occasionally. I giggled. What fun, I thought.

After two minutes, I got bored, so I let the book fall. This is peaceful child play compared to what I will do to Potter.

Then I remembered that my father isn't really Voldemort, he and Potter and everyone else isn't real. I am. I belong somewhere else, amongst other real people.

I was going to sit back down when I notice that Leandra Black girl. She still owes my a favor, I thought. I will get her to help me.

Before I could walk over, a blonde boy about my age beat me to it.

I watched in disgust as he smirks at her and starts to talk to her. Draco Malfoy, I remember from the Sorting. He may be a Slytherin pureblood, but this flirting is quite revolting.

Leandra Black tries to shove Malfoy away, but he is still making an attempt at flirting with her.

Then I see Emmerannne Snape walk into the library. She also sees them, and I see her face reflect such deep anger, it sort of frightens me, which is saying something. Her hands are in tight fists, and she is immobile.

I did not understand why, then I realized. She's in a relationship with Malfoy. I scoff. The Snape girl started marched over to the table. I bit the end of my quill with my canine tooth. This going to be good. Very good.