So young, So damaged

Promise

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April 11th, 1996
Juniper's POV

Today was Pansy's party and my parents were allowing me to get ready at her house.

It's only been a day since our supper with Narcissa and Draco, mother hasn't brought it up since. Though mum and I were on a rocky bond right now, I needed to know the reason why my ring fell off.

I wasn't able to ask her yesterday since she was off at work with father, and I stayed home with Binx, just catching her up on what happened at Hogwarts recently.

It was around 8 in the morning, and I have just recently woken up. I had so much work to do for potions since Snape doesn't care that we are on holiday breaks.

I'm a very smart girl, I know that and so does many others. I'm top three of my year, though Hermione and Draco are ahead of me.

There's a reason why I have free periods and that I am able to help Professor Sprout, it's because I am ahead in my classes.

Hermione is perfect in every class, except Divination which she got the chance to drop. Draco is also perfect in every class, but also he is not good in care of magical creatures which makes sense why he isn't in that class.

I've spent years of my childhood and earlier years of school trying to fulfill what my parents want, a daughter with perfect grades who will not be a prostitute.

I most definitely won't be a prostitute.

I've been trying to make my parents happy but with Granger and Draco in my way, it hasn't been good.

I've been behind in potions and the only person who know I know that is good at potions is Draco and Snape.

I obviously won't ask Snape to help me and Draco wouldn't even try to tutor me. Mostly because recently him and I can't even stand being in the same room together.

I don't want to be a failure and I don't want to disappoint my parents. But I am tired. I am tired of staying up late to finish work. I am tired. I want a break. If I don't get a break, I will break.

Draco never asks anyone for help during class, he just flawlessly brews the potions while the rest of us are confused.

I've been compared to Draco multiple times growing up, which is one of the reasons I had disliked him. It was always, 'look how Draco respects his parents' or 'Draco is smart, why aren't you like him?'.

I never had a bad attitude with my parents, it's usually how we play or talk. I am smart, I just have so many things on my mind.

I'm trying to be at the top of my class.
I'm trying to be smarter than Hermione.
I'm trying to be smarter than Draco.
I'm trying to be smarter.
I'm trying to fix my attitude.
I'm trying to be a better daughter.
I. Am. Trying.

How am I supposed to be focused on my grades when I have so much on my plate?

knock knock.

"Come in" I yelled from my bed as I laid on my stomach with papers and books splayed on my bed.

The door opens and reveals mum. "Morning dear, do you know what dress you're wearing?"