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𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑
I do not own any of these characters unless they are the Evans family or Families that are not me mentioned in the films/books. The rest of the characters are owned by J.k Rowling.
Trigger warning
Book includeds mention of toxic relationships and manipulation and the use of cuss words. If you are sensitive to these topics please read at your own caution.
I wanted to apologise for doing changing the person I'm writing in as it may irritate people. It's much easier for me to write in first person so I decided to change it. If that's a problem I again apologise.
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I have this feeling. A feeling I cannot explain. Eleanor and her happiness of being a Slytherin soon passed around amongst other houses making them believe she's up to no good.
They say Tom Riddle acted the same when he was sorted into Slytherin in his first year, and look where he is now.
"Evans" a voice called me as I was walking to one of my classes. I quickly turned around to see a Gryffindor walking towards me. Fists clenched, nasty smirk on his face and an immediate sense of wrong doing overflew him.
"so it's true then?" he asked looking down onto me.
"is what true?" I crossed my arm having a rather spitful attitude.
He laughed piercing his brown eyes into mine. "your sisters going to be the next shall not be named".
It took everything I had not to hit this jerk in the face. "I can assure you that's not true" I went to turn around when my wrist was grabbed causing a loud gasp to escape from my lips. "Let go!" I cried trying to get his grasp of me.
"i wouldn't be surprised if you ended up just as bad" he scoffed increasing his tightness on my wrist. "I mean, nobody's talking about that little stunt you pulled on the second year" a small chuckle left his intimidating smirk.
It was safe to say I was scared of a lousy Gryffindor.
I managed to get out his grip rubbing my wrist where he left a mark. "better keep an eye on your sister, Evans".
"who knows, someone might end up killing her before she gets the chance to strike" he held his hands in the air walking backwards leaving an unwanted smirk imprinted on his face.
I just stood there. I felt weak. I let a Gryffindor get to me. And that wasn't even the worst thing.
I was scared.
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Today was the day classes started after the new year had begun, but I couldn't help but think about that conversation I had with that Gryffindor.
I opened the door to my class realising I was late. Everyone's eyes shot up at me whispering to one another.
"Miss. Evans" Professor Snape said holding his wand in his hand. "is there a reason we are late?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
"incredibly sorry, I felt sick and went to the hospital Wing before class had started. I didn't know it would take that long" I lied, however it seems as if he believed me.
"right" he gave me one of those suspectful looks, then looked around the room. "it appears that everywheres taken." Professor Snape claimed scanning the room.
"No sir. There's a seat next to Malfoy" Blaise shouted making a fee people giggle. My heart dropped.
"So there is—"he sneared looking over at that one empty seat. It appeared that the blonde boy wanted to sit alone this year, but it wasn't my fault.
I walked towards the table when I was stopped by a foot on the chair. My eyes wondered up to see that he was giving me quite an amusing look.
"is there a problem?" I asked giving a sarcastic expression. He shook his head taking his feet away from the chair. I sighed whilst sitting myself down hurrying my book open. I dipped my quill in the ink and quickly copied down stuff on the board.
I felt a gaze drill onto me, a very irritable gaze. I turned my head to see him staring at me. What was his problem?
"what's wrong, mutt. Arent you used to people staring at you?" he commented, I felt myself grasping onto my leg trying not to flip the table over and bashing his head with it. But all I could do was smile.
"is it hard making a joke and it not actually being funny?" I snapped pouting. My hand raised with my gaze still on him.
"and that's how—yes, miss Evans?" Snape asked holding his hands in front of him lifting his eyebrows.
"may I use the restroom?"
He nodded and turned around going bacn to him teaching. I quietly packed my things hurrying out. I wasn't actually going to the restroom to use it I was just simply getting away from that blonde barbie.
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It was dinner and everyone looked starving, students walked into the grand Hall and sat at their house tables.
I sat next to Belle and Angelina. These two were my best friends also roommates.
Belle had big brown frizzy hair with brown eyes, she was atleast 5'6. Her figure was what every girl would ever dream of having. Her voice sounded angelic and comforting.
Angelina was also atleast 5'6. She had long curly ginger hair with green eyes, a few freckles here and there but not many. Her voice was more soft and warm rather than angelic.
We sat down at our usual seats talking about Snape.
"it's the dark darts he's after. Trying to steal Lupins place for years I've heard" Angelina said sneakily looking over at him. Snape seemed to day dreaming away.
"but if you think about it, in a way he kinda suits that role" Belle replied, pausing. "I mean he looks like a dark and mysterious person." she said enthusiastically.
"I suppose so" I sighed looking over at Malfoy who seemed to have his arm around a slytherun girl. "ugh, those two make me gag" I sighed looking at Belle who was sat next to me.
"wait, Angelina" she turned over to the ginger girl besides her. "didn't malfoy say he doesn't date?" she asks as Angela laughs.
"you really think them too are dating? Can't you see?" she laughed, me and Belle looked at eachother in confusuon. "he's obviously toying with her" Angelina let out a loud laugh making a few people stare at us, including Malfoy and that girl.
I reached over to Angelina and slapped her arm "everyones looking!" I tried not to laugh myself. Belle on the other hand ended up hiding under the table to it made out she wasn't there.
I looked over at Malfoy who seemed to be staring still unamused.