Broken Ivory [3]

The pain I felt wasn't all physical. Though I'd felt plenty of it in the last five months, most of my pain came from my own thoughts. They haunted me and caused me more anguish then I'd thought possible. It was all I could do to create the illusion I was still alive and functioning. I wasn't fooling him though, he could see through every wall I'd constructed to keep everyone out. He heard it all. All my friends had turned on me, they called me traitor, some even called me blood traitor. My own family called me a blood traitor.

The scars I now carried weren't only from my enemies, they were from myself. Somehow the physical pain helped me forget for a moment the mental anguish which plagued me. I knew one day I would cut too deep and everything would end; a part of me secretly wished it would happen sooner rather then later. Maybe then the pain would completely disappear and my daunting future would vanish with it.

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After losing Cedric, her closest friend, Ivory Black didn't know what to do. She was numb most days, but she had to be alert. After Barty Crouch's warning, she knew Voldemort and other Deatheaters would soon be after her. Lucius could only protect her for so long before they found a way in.

She thought she would be safe at Hogwarts, at least there Dumbledore would shield her. What she wasn't expecting was the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. She was a horrid woman, who seemed to have it out for Ivory and Harry instantly. She also had the power to make everyone have it out for Ivory.

With her own thoughts haunting her, can she become strong again? Strong enough to save the ones she loves? Or will the never ending torment lead to total darkness?