Life had made a sudden flip, and it was by far one of the loneliest weeks of my life, and ever since that awkward little rejection, Viktor hadn't spoken to me. Well, we exchanged awkward greetings, but he was also busy, Igor had him training like a madman, as he would be adding his name to the goblet. Severus had been less than kind since the other night, everything I did in his class he nitpicked me for it, ridiculing me in front of the whole class. It was my high school nightmare all over again, and once more I thought about how I got entangled in this mess, but quickly realized I just had to suck it up. I was thankful for Remus, I never told him the specifics, but he sympathized offering me chocolate and a valiant effort at a therapy session.
At first, I fought back against Sev's condescending chiding, challenging him, but it didn't seem to do me any good from all the detentions I earned, with Filch may I add if he was too busy to entertain me himself. Eventually, he began taking points. I know crazy. I heard he rarely took points away from his own house, did he dislike me that much? The thought depressed me, the only friend I had ever really had now made my life a living hell, pretty scummy. It was even shittier that I had him twice a day, and then after dinner with all the detentions, I had racked up in a matter of a week or two.
Due to my quick fling with Viktor, I was not very popular amongst the female populace here at Hogwarts, and well when you're not liked, you're usually bullied. I didn't mind too much though, they were a lot less scary than death eaters, and I would take getting a bucket of water dumped on me rather than a crucio any day of the week. But it didn't stop me from feeling shitty over this string of misfortune, I felt so isolated and alone, avoided like the plague, and when I was noticed, nothing good followed.
Snape singled me out in the middle of class as my mind had trailed off again, idle thoughts running rampant. He asked me a question to which the answer I had no idea of, and took that chance to crush my spirit, and I just sat there taking it. I didn't have the energy to snap back at him, or a make a witty remark. I just felt empty. My lack of sleep and the depression that loomed over me hit hard, it was a challenge just getting out of bed in the morning, and I didn't feel like dealing with the world. He finally stopped noticing my lack of commentary, our eyes met, and my face remained the same, I didn't shy away, and neither did he. He resumed class probably wondering why my fiery temper had failed to take over and fight with him. I didn't feel like making a fool of myself or setting myself up just so he could humiliate me, I was exhausted, and at any moment I felt like I would crack.
I skipped dinner not feeling up to it, and I assume this is what some would call depression when you feel dead inside. I collapsed on my bed feeling pathetic that I was sulking over school. Muggle school wasn't much different from this, no matter where you are, there will always be bullies. I had yet to defend myself either, I was grateful that Albus had given me a haven, and I didn't want to make a fuss over petty little things. I had thought of just quitting packing my bags and leaving, forget any of this happened and start anew. It was silly of me to believe anything would change. I hadn't heard from my father in weeks, and admittedly, I was worried sick, but where would I go?
A knock came at my door, and my heart lurched as I considered all the horrid scenarios that could take place. I cracked the door open to see a small girl, she looked like a third or fourth year, her long dark hair falling to her lower back as it cascaded down her figure. "What?" I asked with a placid look. Her cheeks turned a light pink as she held out a tray with some food on it.
"I thought you could use the food," she mumbled. She didn't look like a bad person, but looks could be deceiving. I opened the door a bit more leaning against the door frame, narrowing my eyes at her.
"Alright, who sent you?" I asked with a sigh.
"N-no one sent me, I just..." She looked down, her lips quivering slightly.
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Uncanny Snake
FanfictionOn her 22nd birthday, Rynne Salazar Slytherin finds herself on the run for her life. Seeking refuge within the walls of Hogwarts, Rynne finds that life as a student is rougher than she anticipated. However, she finds comfort in the one person who ha...