Sweet Serenity

Chapter 8

-- Am I Wrong To Believe? --

(A/N: TRIGGER WARNING AHEAD. It's about (Y/N)'s past, read if you can.)

After an hour of moping near the lake, I decided to go back to the dormitory. I have my room thanks to the headmaster, it took a while for me before I was able grip my emotions. I was about to shed tears again, but I climbed on my bed and I lay down. I hear a crumbled paper sound under my pillow so I checked it out.

"Right the letter. Wonder who wrote this.", I sighed.

I observed the envelope carefully, checking if there's a name written on it so I can know who's it from but it was just a plain brown letter envelope. I tore it open and nervously unfold the letter...

Dear (Y/N),

I believe that by this time you will receive this letter, it's not everyday that a young lady such as yourself turns 16! Sadly, we will not be able to celebrate your birthdays nor witness you growing up. We are truly sorry for leaving your side too early, but always remember that we love you dearly, you are our precious princess. I'm afraid that you've grown a lot and look like your father, I hope not because I want you to look like your beautiful mother. Your father is laughing at me while I am writing this to you. My dear daughter, we wish you a very wonderful birthday today.

By not being by your side pains us a lot, we are sorry we weren't strong enough to save our lives but we had to do it so that you will be safe. I hope that your adoptive family treats you well.

Love,

Mom & Dad

I can't believe this, my brain isn't accepting what I have read so I read it again and again. They wrote me a letter and had it sent to me for my 16th birthday. Today. I wasn't able to hold my emotions anymore, my tears flowed like a waterfall, there was no stop to it. They were killed and they chose to save me, my life. Instead of theirs. The pendant of my necklace glowed into a bright blue, I feel the warmth that is radiating from it.

"Mom... Dad...", I whispered.

I hug my pillow tightly and I drifted off to sleep thinking about how my parents look like. Morning came and I don't feel like going to my classes, I feel so numb both physically and emotionally. Christmas is near and it means I will go back to my 'home', doesn't feel like a home anyway. Maybe I can spend my Christmas here? Might think of an alibi so they'll let me stay or maybe I should ask Dumbledore for help. I walked towards the mirror, my eyes are puffy and red as heck from all the crying last night. Tear stains are also almost visible so I decided to wash my face then went back to bed.

Most of the day I spent on my bed, just thinking of how my life should have been if my real parents were still alive. I should have gone home excited, knowing that they have waited for my return and we'll spend the holidays together happily. But reality brought me back from my thoughts when I heard a knock from the door.

"Miss Burns?", a deep velvety familiar voice said.

It's him, my potions professor. I don't really want to talk to anybody, specially him. I didn't answer his call and I know I locked the door, I acted like I wasn't inside my room.

"Miss Burns, how long are you staying inside of your room? You skipped breakfast and lunch. You haven't showed up at your classes either.", he said annoyed.

I still kept quiet and looked at the window. 'Oh it's dark already' I didn't notice that I actually stayed in my room for that long. I am hungry but I don't want to go out, should I say an excuse for him to leave me alone?

Before I could say anything, the doorknob is turned and the door opened. I see Professor Snape standing through the door way with his brows knitted.

"You're awake.", he said

"Yes, I am.", I quietly replied.

"Why didn't you answered?", he crosses him arms.

"I am not feeling well professor.", I looked away from his direction.

He was about to walk towards my bed post when I told him not to go near me and I want to be alone, he looked at me for a few minutes before turning his back at me.

"Well then if you're not feeling well, go to the hospital wing so Madam Pomfrey can help you.", he snorted.

"Also stop sulking about yesterday, it's childish of you.", he added and then he disappeared.

"Childish?", I said with a frown.

How can he say that when he doesn't even know me that well?! He doesn't know what I've been through and obviously he doesn't know what I am going through! Last night's event didn't even bothered him that his student is getting bullied in front of him and other students. Great, to think that there's good in him, I was wrong. I should have not given him that drawing, it wasn't worth it. How could he... he was the only sunshine in my life for some reason, and he was uncertainly dense about it.

I retired the day since I don't feel like eating now, I just want to fade away from everything. Next day has arrived and surely I can't miss any class now. I freshen up, my eyes are still a bit puffy but it is not that noticeable. Not that anyone would even care about me, I gathered my things and headed out to the great hall, I sat at the same spot and have a little appetite. I just played with my food not wanting to eat it and decided to go to my first class. It was potions, I hurried to the dungeons so I will be the first student there, I sat the back row and waited patiently for the class to begin.

Moments later, the room is filled by students and then Snape did his usual dramatic entrance and began his lecture. My thoughts drifted away from the lecture to bad memories I've experience when I was younger.

(A/N: AGAIN! TRIGGER WARNING. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. You can skip this if you want 💕)

It was a stormy night and my 'father' came home drunk, my 'mother' scolded her and they fought again. I was five years old that time and I was scared of what could happen to me, they stopped fighting and I hear heavy footsteps nearing to my room, the door slams loudly and he looked at me with lust and hunger.

"Come here you little shit!", he pulls me out of bed.

"Pl-please let go off me!", I cried.

He pulled me out of my to the bathroom by grabbing my hair tightly, he pushed me to the floor, removed my clothing. I tried to fight back and I received a lot of punches, and slaps. I cried louder hoping that 'mother' will hear and stop him from what he's doing to me, but obviously she doesn't care much of what he does to me as long as she's free from his grip. He forced his lips to mine and slaps me when I bit him, he grabbed my hair and banged my head hard to the bathroom floor, I screamed out of pain and my vision was getting blurry, before I pass out I felt huge pain in my crotch area and that was the time I lost my purity.

"Miss Burns.."

"Miss Burns!", a pair of hands slammed my desk.

My thoughts was interrupted by a shadow in front of me.

"How much of a dunderhead are you to doze off during my class?!", he coolly said at me.

I flinched from what he did and a tear escaped my left eye. I quickly wiped it and acted strong.

"Oh stop that! Don't be a sensitive bitch now.", he snarled.

"S-sorry sir.", was all I can say.

I badly want to get out of here and just locked myself in my room again.

"Detention for 2 weeks! 8pm here.", he went back to lecturing.

A/N: Sorry for not updating, I had author block. I promise I'll update more again. Take care! CTTO of the artwork.