HATING EVERYTHING ! marauders era ¹

𝐒𝐀𝐎𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆. She hated everything from the ground she walked on, to the roof above her head. She hated the stupid, dainty little decorations her parents loved to place on random surfaces so they'd appear unique, or the way that Professor Binns' voice always cracked every other sentence. She hated the way that everything in her room was broken, or had small, delicate cracks running through them like a string through a filled basin, or like a cobweb that hung from the common rooms ceiling. She hated the way her parents treated her like she was stupid and naïve- as though she were a child, a dumb one at that. She also hated how the ruffles on her socks curled into her doc martens, but that was the least of her worries.

It would be so much easier if none of that mattered. Why would her parents care if she didn't love herself? It was her own problem, not theirs! And whether she was having safe sex was most definitely not something that concerned them: they couldn't say much when they had five children. Saoirse was fed up of the double- standards, the contradicting things that she'd be told. 'Don't get a boyfriend' they'd say, but then as soon as she came out, they said 'Don't get a girlfriend.' Which one did they want? Did they want her to get a boyfriend? Did they not? Honestly, adults were so confusing!

So, here she was, about to start her seventh year, feeling more confused than ever. The only thing she was certain of was that she'd get high behind the greenhouses within the first week, and that she'd certainly receive a lecture for completing less than 25% of her homework she had to do over the Summer. In short, Saoirse was in some deep shit, and she wasn't sure how to get out.