Dark Secrets

Rumors

I wake only to see I'm still in the common rooms on the couch. It's dark and Ebony is hissing. I look at the clock and I see its four in the morning but I feel refreshed. I look down at myself and I see WWW's famous goo. I curse in parsel tongue. I walk up to the dorm and I find my trunk outside the door still. I grumble again and open the dorm room doors silently before placing my trunk at the end of my bed and I unlock the spell I put on it. I grab my robes before locking it again and I go to the bathroom. I get in the shower and I clean myself.

I change into my robes after drying myself and I look in the mirror. My black hair comes to my waist, my bright blue and green eyes shine in the darkness like a cat, my pale skin that makes it look like I've never seen the sun, my curves hidden under my robes. I walk out of the dorm and down the the common room. I have a muggle book hidden under my robes, I hear a door creak but I ignore it and walk out of the Slytherin dormitories.

I open the portrait door trying not to wake Salazar, but I fail as he is already awake. "Miss Violet, what are you doing awake at this time in the night?" I turn to him and raise my eyebrow.
"I always wake up this early, Salazar, now if you excuse me-"
"Tsk tsk Miss Violet, you have to stay in the dormitories until at least five." He calls after me as I walk away.
"Goodbye, Salazar!" I call as I walk around the corner.

--time skip--

I've been sitting in the Great-Grand?- whatever its called hall, reading, in the middle of the Slytherin table, on the table, cross legged. I hear the door open but I don't look up. Someone storms over to me and taps their foot impatiently. They take a breath as if to speak but I hold up my finger as I finish my page. I look up at the person and I see the boy who called me a mud blood. I see he has bright green eyes and black untamed curls. His thin lips are pulled back in a snarl. I notice people coming in and staring as food appears on the tables. He reaches forwards as if to snatch my book but I hit his hand away with my hand. I watch his jaw clench and I notice the professors coming into the hall. I notice the boy with his wand out and I tilt my head like a cat, curious. Do they not know of my power? He mutters a curse at me and I step to one side. Obviously not.
"Enough!" The professor from the train shouts as well as using Sonorus to make his voice louder. The boy jumps at me, before the teachers do any spells I hit him across the face with my book. He falls to the ground clinging to his face.
"You bitch! You fucking filthy mud blood." He screams and I notice a Griffindor standing and being held back.
"Says the boy on the ground, in the dirt, who can't beat a girl, and you call your self a pure blood. The titles don't matter if you can't act as you should. Titles don't matter even if they did at least the muggle born aren't stuck up pricks like you!" I say as I gesture and I hear a clap from behind me and I see the boy from yesterday, I hear the professors clapping. But the others look confused.
"That was excellent!" A boy from Ravenclaw shouts and I tilt my head at him as he speaking in Italian. I feel a blush creep on my pale cheeks. As I look up at the professors, I feel my book taken from my hands and I turn sharply. The boy is sitting up with my book in his hands. He opens it and rips of out the pages and I freeze. I try control my emotions. The sound of shredding fills the hall as they wait for my reaction. I clench my fists, tears rimming in my eyes.
"My mother gave me that book before she gave me away." My voice cracks at the end and tears slide down my cheeks. I fall onto my knees and I cry into my hands. A few seconds later there's a sharp slap that fills the air and suddenly in someone's arms. They hold me to their chest as they rock me. The person lifts me into their arms and carry me out of the hall.

--time skip--
_lunch time_

I've been a sobbing mess for hours, but now as I walk into the Hall I am silent and calm. I sit away from my year. I tuck my legs under me whist I'm sitting on the bench. I place two books on the table and open the one in my hands.
"Oh, look the mud-blood has more books." I look up with a glare and I snap my book shut place it on top of the pile. I ignore the boy and close my eyes for a second trying to remember life before the Orphanage.
"Attention everyone!" The headmistress calls and everyone suddenly stops talking and looks towards her voice. "Due to the out break this morning the trip to Hogmet is canceled." Groans erupt from the crowd of children. "Furthermore, our first discovery of a witch with powerful magic, who knows how to control it." Everyone whispers and murmurs to each other. "She has enough power to be the heir to one of the four houses." Suddenly shouts erupt. 'Where would you find such person' 'why would you bring her here' ' where's her family' and then one erupts from down my table.
"Who is this person?" I tilt my head, was that the boy my father said portrayed my grand father?
"V-" I snap my eyes open and glare at the headmistress.
"Well?" The boy asks impatiently.
"Patience is a virtue." I say before the headmistress could reply. I look at the boy and see the Malfoy pale blond hair and I know I was right. I see a boy next to him nod and whisper what I said in Malfoy's ear. I see a couple Ravenclaws smirk and nod. I see a girl from Gryffindor glaring at me and I tilt my head like a puppy, curious little things aren't they? Chatter starts up again and the Headmistresses speech forgotten. As people begin to walk out I stand, snatching my Italian written spell books from the boy and I walk towards the door.
"Hey wait up!" Someone calls in Italian. I pause in the hallway and look over my shoulder to see two boys. Both Slytherin. One was the Malfoy, the other has forest green eyes, black unruly curls and glasses, my guess is Potter. The boys stop and watch me studying them.
"Albus why are we talking to her?" The Malfoy asks rudely.
"She's by herself all the time, Scorpius. Everyone needs friends, even her."
"I would rather not." Malfoy replies. I turn away and walk with my head down.

--time skip--
_just outside Slytherin dormitory--

"Oh hello Miss Violet." Salazar says looking up.
"Hello Salazar." I say looking off into the distance.
"My child, what's wrong?" I look at him with a sad smile.
"Just another day as a di Angelo." He sighs.
"I don't see why you don't take you mothers name, Violet, it has been five generations, you cannot break the line." He growls and I step back my eyes widening with fear. He suddenly realises what he's done and he covers his mouth. "I am truly sorry." I feel tears sparkle in my eyes.
"It is fine, Salazar, it's only that my memories are fading and I soon won't remember them." Tears slip down my cheeks as footsteps come closer and closer.
"Are you going inside tonight?" Salazar asks softly. I smile sadly.
"Not tonight, they hold memories of the past." And Salazar nods.
"I'll speak to you later." I smile but it drop as I bow my head and quickly walk away.

I round corner after corner until I'm nearly to the courtyard, where I've been sleeping. I round the last corner and walk into someone.
"Hey! Watch where your- Violet? What's wrong?" It Malfoy. Tears stream down my cheeks. "Why aren't you in the dorms?" He asks softly and I look around as if looking for help. I hear footsteps running towards us then I hear Potters voice.
"Goddammit Scorp! Why are you running so damn fast?!" I'm suddenly pulled into Malfoy's arms and I cling to him as I sob into his chest. He murmurs that everything will be fine, that he'd help me when I'm ready.
"They're fading, they're fading, they're leaving me again, I won't remember." I repeat over and over in Italian as I cry. The footsteps reach us and freeze.

"Scorpius?" Malfoy look up and smiles sadly at Potter.
"Hey, Albus, I found Violet here crying." Potter raises his eyebrow and walks forwards.
"What's the matter?" He asks in Italian. I look up at him as tears stream down my cheeks.
"I don't want to lose them." I whisper, still clinging to Malfoy.
"Who don't you want to lose?" Tears blur my eyes and I turn and buried my face into Malfoy's top as I sob. I feel Potter put a hand on my shoulder. I jerk away from both of them and wipe my face I push past the but I hear a click and a flash blinds me and I snatch the camera.
"Violet?" The voice is familiar but I can't see the person. "VIOLET!" It's Ebony.
"What?!" I snap at the snake. She hisses in fear and I realise my glamour is completely gone. Not my appearance glamour that left on the train, no my magical glamour has fallen when my emotions became wild. The three boys stare at me as I back away. I get to the corner and I fleet out to the court yard. I know someone is running after me. I hear them shout my name as I sprint past the cottage.
"Hagrid, she's going into the forest!" I hear Malfoy shout and the cottage door opens as I rip my robes off and discard them on the ground. I sprint into the forest in nothing but my underwear and bra. I can hear crunches of distant feet. I turn my course and sprint among the trees.
I trip on something and I'm caught by strong arms.
"What are you doing running around in your underwear?" A girl with a dreamy asks from in front of me. I close my eyes as the boys hand brushes my birth mark. He pulls me against him and digs his nails into me, but he doesn't seem to realise he's doing it. I lean my head back against his shoulder and he lifts into his arms. They begin to walk back the way I came. I hear a twig snap and a massive hiss as if from a giant snake. "Master." It hisses and I murmur in a half sleep state.
"Violet?" I hear Malfoy say confused. As I'm handed to him I fall into a calm slumber.

--time skip--
_four weeks later_

Rumours have been going are around that I like to run in my underwear, and that I've slept with the most famous families sons. Like what the hell?

I'm meditating on my bed in the dorms when a couple of girl come in chatting, unsurprisingly, about the rumours. I have learnt how to speak english but I'm not good at it. The girls see me and snicker. One of them waves a hand in front of my closed eyes. One of them reaches towards my iPod and I slap her hand away before standing and walking out of the room.
"Hey, look, it the Italian Whore!" The girls shout calling out as they follow me to the Great (? Idk what it's called) hall. "Hey, Italian Whore, wanna give me a lap dance." A guy says as I walk past. I turn turn around and smile sweetly. I walk over to him, swaying my hips. He licks his lips as I lean close to his face. He closes his eyes and I caress his cheek. I pull back and slap him hard across the cheek. His eyes fly open and he holds his cheek. I grip his jaw, digging my nails in. I see anger in his eyes and someone stands. I smile softly. I lean in and whisper in his ear.
"Next time it won't be just your face that hurts." I pull back and continue to my spot at the end on the table.
"Oh look the Italian Whore finally shows her face." A familiar voice says and I look up.