Audrey's Secret

Dirty Mudblood

"Professor Dumbledore got rid of her, Zente. She's not alive." I say putting the rest of my clothes in the dresser beside my bunk. "Miss Audrey, She is very much alive. She's the one who did that thing...oh. I wasn't supposed to tell you." She adverts her gaze to her hands. I finish unpacking and look at her rather annoyed. "Then what deal did you supposedly make with that deceased Althea Spencer?"

"That my friend is top secret." Zente smirk at me, her green eyes glistening. I shrugged my shoulders at her and grabbed Jared's cage from behind her and hung it on a hook in the wall beside the window. "Hey don't you go find her then?"

"Because she's dead." Zente socks in a high pitched voice. I clench my fists. "Zente please go away if you're going to be like that."

Zente sits on my bunk bed, messing with the curtains. I pull my books out and set them on the floor beside my shoes and my new notebook I had magically created over the summer. This notebook has a password you can either write or say aloud. Cool, huh? "Hey Audrey! Supper is going to be served in a minute! C'Mon." Hermione shouts from the bathroom. I had forgotten she was in here.

"Ok. Almost done." I shouted back at her. I put my necklace on, the one Draco got for me for my birthday.

"Oh that's a nice necklace, Audrey! Did one of your boyfriends give it to you?"

"Zente go away!"

"Who?" Hermione says softly to me making me jump.

"Zente!  she's-" I look around trying to find her so I can point at her but find no one. The sheets on my bed went even disturbed from where she had sat. "Well she was here but now she's gone and my headache is still here." I grumble to her. Hermione shakes her head. "You're going bonkers, Audrey."

I laugh.

"No really, you are. There was only me in here. You may have an imaginary friend." She stares at me with a serious face and then bursts into laughter.

We go into the common room joking about what could've happened to Thea. We came up with tripping down the stairs with a chicken tied around her ankles. Ron sat on the couch talking to Harry and noticed us walking in. Hermione stopped to say hello. I walked out of the room and out the portrait. The hallways were mostly empty, consisting of few of students and two prefects lingering beside the doors to the library. I waved at a girl I knew from my potions class, a Slytherin. She waved back and came over to me leaving her friends behind her. "Hey blondie." A smirk hung on her lips. I rolled my eyes playfully. "Hey. How was your summer?" I ask, looking out the window. She shrugs her shoulders. "It was ok. I heard you were stuck here all summer, getting all smart."

"Yeah. It sucked. Worst summer ever."

She laughs and runs a hand trough her raven hair. "Your names Audrina, right?"

"No. Well, technically yes but I go by Audrey." My cheeks redden as I turn ti look at her. "Well that's what you're sister said. She enrolled into this school this summer." She takes her wand out from her boots and paints her nails a dark green with a spell I didn't catch. "Are you serious?" I say with a nervous laugh. She shakes her yes in a obnoxious kind of way. "I'll see you later." I say quickly and run-walk to the head masters office.

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"Come." Dumbledore leads me to a room filled with tiny toys and books. He gestures to the chair in the middle of the room. I sit. "Miss Riddle, I understand you don't like your sister. I do. But all in vain, she is related and therefore deserves to be at a school where she no longer has to abide by Voldemort's command."

"Voldemort?"

"Yes, she was under a curse. I noticed it when I first saw her attacking you and Mr. Malfoy. She had a inner plea for help in her eyes..." He trails off.

I meet his eyes after five seconds. "Well, wouldn't want to miss supper would we?" His red cheeks returned and his eyes sparkled. I stood with him and followed him. "But professor Dumbledore she tried to kill me-"

"Miss Riddle, she is your sister. She is not lower than you neither is she dangerous any longer. Give it a chance. She's not the person you thought she was." He gives me stern look before continuing to the Great Hall.

I take my seat next to Hermione. I see Draco at the Slytherin table joking with his 'friends' and hanging all over Pansy. Could someone hand me that spell book? No? I'll just use my plate to beat her senseless then.

"Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts!" Everyone corrupts in cheers and applause. "Remember to follow the rules. Now for the sorting."

I nibble on some toast and drink some pumpkin juice as they sort. Once they were done, my eyes automatically found Draco. I turn away quickly, realizing I was staring too long because Hermione kicked me from under the table. "I think Harry's jealous that you like him." Hermione says giggling. I glance at Harry and his expression is very much indeed hatred. I laugh along with Hermione, Ron giving us confused looks. I stop laughing once everyone stands to leave. The plates had cleared. Hermione called after me to follow her as she disappeared into the crowd. But she didn't say where. I trail back at the end of the crowd rushing to their dormitories. I make it outside. Some students had stayed behind, circling me. I mumble an excuse me to get through their death circle but they don't move. I poke a boy with dark brown hair to make him move. I'm not violent. "Look what the dog dragged in." Pansy's voice mocked. I turn to face her. I go to say something smart but I stay quiet. I shouldn't stay at the castle too long ever again. She smirks and circles me. "I saw you looking at Draco," Pansy back hands me. Sharp pains, like a thousand needles, burn my cheek. "Stay away from him, Riddle. Or so help me I will make you wish you were never born."

"Y-your just jealous t-that I have his heart and you j-just have his lips."

She slaps me again but this time she also kicks me with her heel. She pushes me to the floor, not like I could see anyways with my hair and blood in my face. The pain made me keep my eyes closed. "If I ever catch you with him...it will be much worse than this."

"What are you doing this?" I whisper.

"Because to win a fight, you have to make sure it never happens again."

She kicks me a last time but with more passion than before. The people who had circled me laughed and they all got their share of kicking. My sides hurt and I'm pretty sure that my eyes are swollen. I can't see anything but my hand if I hold it close to my face.

"Stupid mudblood!"

They laugh.

"I'm half-blood thank you!" I call after them. But Of course they ignore me. I sit up and use the wall as a guide. I internally thank myself for learning the way to the Gryffindor tower last summer. I stumble and groan when I bump into a wall, it causes my cuts and bruises to burn and my head to pound harder.

Author's Note:

400 reads.......AMAZING. I'm sorry fir that, I really am. I don't like to beat up my own characters, but...you know Pansy. Thank you guys for reading this book so far! I'm surprised I've written this much for one book.

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