The Broken One

The Lonely Child

I quietly walk through the main room of Slytherin dormitory and glide through the hallways of Hogwarts, graceful as my black cape and beautiful hair is peacefully swaying with the wind. I check to make sure I'm alone in the hallways since it's past curfew. I run to the bathroom where the ghost of moaning myrtle lives. I wanted to be alone. I stepped into one of the stalls and pulled out my knife and began on my wrist. I finished quickly and felt better, but I'm always numb no matter what. I cut to try and feel something... Turns out I'm just creating scars that remind everyday what I go through... At least I know I'm human then. Myrtle was sitting above on the window seal looking down at me.

"Ya know..." Myrtle started, she peacefully flew down and walked towards me. Her eyes gleamed of mischief.

"You could always just die if you feel your life is so bad" she laughed and flew away.

It's funny she mentions it... I've been thinking about death a lot lately. It's not like I have anyone who would truly care if I just disappeared... I have no parents or friends for that matter anyways.

I walk towards the door and slowly open it, I check and make sure the coast is clear and make my way down a long dark stony hallway. I didn't know it at the time but I was beautiful. I had the most gorgeous face and body, and when I walked I was majestic and graceful as my robe flew behind me. I usually kept my head down to avoid eye contact and it just added to my essence, Cliché right?

I continued down the long hallway entering a intersection, both right and left had long dark hallways
As I majestically and swiftly walked past the hallways I see in my peripheral vision Snape holding a lantern at the end of the hallway looking my way. I didn't bother to stop or slow down I was moving quite fast. I heard fast footsteps heading my way. I had my hood up so I didn't think he saw my face.

"if I don't hide now He will find me, I don't want detention. But it won't matter once I'm dead" I whisper.

I decided on finding the nearest closet and used a spell to unlock the door and hide. But I think he saw the door close... I started to tremble I was slightly afraid of him. I hated being yelled at so I usually dissociate when one yells at me since it's one of my triggers from a childhood memory that I don't remember. I'm just glad it's night time hours so he shouldn't yell at me since it could cause commotion and wake others...

Sadly luck wasn't on my side this night, not like it was ever in the first place. The foot steps came near and stopped at the door. He tried opening the door but It was locked. I heard the spell words... The same one I used.

"Shit..."

The door slowly opened and I see Professor Snape looking down at me. He stares his icy cold glare at me. He attempted to read my thoughts and emotions I assume. I felt like I was detaching and accidentally did so...

" Miss ___ what Are You Doing".

I stood there staring off at space

" I'm sorry sir, I got scared and ran into the closet"

He stood silent still trying to read my facial expression... I just looked at the ground.

" you don't seem all that frightened to me."

I stood silent.

" what where you doing roaming these halls past curfew."

" I was restless so I went for a walk."

" So far from your dormitory... your hiding something"

I stood there silent, it didn't really matter. I attempted to walk past him but before I had the chance he started to corner me into the wall. Suddenly my emotions snapped back and I was fully aware. My knees got week and my palms where sweaty I tried to avoid contact but once I met his eyes I couldn't look away. His gaze was so stern I felt like he was staring right into my bloody soul. He noticed the difference. He roughly grabbed my head slightly pulling my hair and pulled it towards his.

" tell me what you are hiding now... or else"