Breathe Me ( A Bullied By The Marauders Era Fanfiction / Remus Lupin Love Story)

Chapter 4

Re-Written!

-Chapter 4-

The school hallway stank. The odour of the stale urine curled from under the restroom doors, depressingly mixed with deodorant and body odour in equal measure. Claire kept her head down and pushed her way through the sea of despondent faces. She did not want anyone to see her cry - she knew that the disgusting people in Hogwarts will probably get some sort of sick twisted pleasure out of it. "Look Guys." She heard James's strong voice  first, and sped up. She did not want to see them. Not now, not ever again "Oi Bitch!" His voice echoed through the corridor as everyone stopped to see the commotion, including Claire. Her eyes widened as she caught sight of the Marauders. "Let's get her." Peter sniggered to the others. Brick by brick, her walls came tumbling down. As she ran from her friends the tears in her eyes turned the rainy day into a whirlwind of grays and yellows. She ran as fast as she could and slid around the corner into the second floor girls toilets. She slammed into the bathroom door. She didn't care who saw. She just broke down. The sobs punched through, ripping through her muscles, bones, and guts. She pressed her forehead against the grimy stall door and began to let her heart yank in and out of her chest. It pulled back in like a yo yo. Over and over. In and out. She was hollow. Her life crumbled in her fingertips. She was breathing, which in itself is a huge accomplishment. She decided to wait a while and recompose herself. Then, she made her way towards the sink, and staring at her reflection in the mirror. She saw someone else. 'This isn't me' she thought. 'I am stronger than this.' Suddenly, her head snapped up as courage overtook her. Somewhere deep inside of her didn't wanna give up as she walked head high out of the bathroom. The sound of a throat clearing stopped her. She stood like a deer caught in head lights. They had found her.

James was the first to advance towards her, with Peter and Sirius by his side. Yet, the tallest of the Marauders chose not to move closer. He chose to stay put and not get involved. Wands drawn they walk towards Claire with menacing smirks plastered upon their faces. A quick swish of the hand and the pain was excruciating. She couldn't breath, it felt as if someone was choking her. Her heart was racing and all she wanted to do was curl up into a ball and wait for someone to save her. But no one would, no one was there. A choked cry for help forced itself up her throat, and she felt a drop run down her cheek. It seemed as if this was the end of the road for her. Everything went black.