Finding The Way {A Harry Potter FanFiction}

Chapter 6: Trolls

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I know, I skipped like, three months of their schooling.

But, I wanted to go a bit faster, and get to the action faster. ;) Sorry if you're confused!

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<<Halloween Night, Leo and Phoenix have been there all through the year with Harry, Ron and Hermione in their adventures>>

Phoenix POV

“Come on Ron! That was a bit mean!” I pressed as I tailed after him as he walked to dinner. Leo was discussing what could be under the dog’s feet.

I know it sounds odd, but I wasn’t afraid of the dog with three heads. I mean, I was stunned, but I wasn’t scared. I felt like I connected with it…

“I was being honest! Now let me eat in peace woman!” he snapped lowly. That’d become my nickname from him when he threw a hissy fit. I stuck my tough out at him, and turned to my food.

I was munching on my carrots, when I felt something cold and wet slid down my hair. I jumped up, and tripped over the bench, landing on my back. I did manage to hold my skirt down. The entire hall erupted in laughs and curses. I looked at my pale hair, and I saw a cold, green goo sticking in the locks.

I felt a sob build in my chest as I looked over my shoulder to see a few second year Hufflepuff girls smirking at me.

“Once a Slytherin, always a Slytherin!” they cackled at me.

“You-” Leo started, jumping up, turning over the entire bench, making ten other Gryffindors fall backwards. I didn’t hear what he said next. I ran from the hall, holding in tears as I ran to the girls’ bathroom.

I slammed the door shut, and turned on the tap and looked in the mirror. The emerald green goo was hardening on the top of my head, and I could tell it was going to stain the top of my head.

I choked in a sob as I stuck my head under the tap to rinse it. The cold water went down my face and mixed with a few hot tears that escaped my eyes.

“Phoenix?” I heard Hermione say quietly, I looked under my arm, an saw the upside down image of Hermione with a red nose and cheeks. She’d been crying.

“Hi,” I said quietly.

When I first came to this school, I was ready to meet people, have fun, and try to be open and not shy.

But, of course, I get thrown in Slytherin first and was the biggest teasing stock of the school. Leo’d gotten hours, and hours of detentions defending me.

West helped. He always took Leo’s detentions when he could, he’d just make him to his school work and had him help with filing.

“What happened?” Hermione asked, her voice thick.

“Hufflepuffs.” I said quietly, wringing out my hair out. “Is there any green in it yet?” I asked her.

“No.” she said, playing with her tie. “You don’t think I’m a nightmare, do you?” she blurted.

“No, of coerce not,” I said, wiping my face with a towl. “Ron’s just jelous because he’s so thick.” She laughed once and smiled a bit, then is dissappered with a gasp, and a putrid smell.

She took a step back, and stifled a gasp. I slowly turned around, and saw a…a thing with stone colored skin, and a small head. I was face to knee with it, and I stumbled back.