Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
Written for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments): Potions (Assignment 2)
Prompt: Write about someone who's not very 'in'
Word Count: 500 (ish)
Yeah, I'm not 'cool' or 'popular'. I'm not one of those perfect little witches who spends hours making themselves look pretty and who's greatest ambition is to marry some lovely wizard and have perfect little magic babies. I'm not even one of those rebellious witches who's fallen in love with a muggle and disgraced the family name.
I just don't care.
People in the muggle world think they've got corrupt and discriminative governments- they should try living in the wizarding world. Women are treated as second class, muggles are treated like a different specie and most families have slaves. It's hardly the happily-ever-after you read about in fairy stories.
The girls at school don't understand why I don't try and fit in. They don't get why I cut my hair short even though it's against what their stupid magazines advise. One girl tried to use a regrowth potion on it! My hair is awesome, it's unique, not like all those perfectly moulded witches I have to share a dorm with. They all have the same hair and the same sickly sweet smile and the same stupid giggle. They don't like me, and as long as they don't bother me I ignore them. Unfortunately it can be difficult to ignore their high pitched squeals and the huge quantities of perfume that choke me every time I walk in to my room but I manage.
My cutting sarcasm and refusal to go anywhere without my head phones (Yeah my music doesn't work at Hogwarts but they still block out the noise) means that there are very few people who put up with my company, but that's the way I like it.
Because I'd like an actual job, and I'd rather not eat food prepared by slaves, and I'm willing to protest until I, and others, get the rights we deserve, I'm labelled a troublemaker. I'm a social outcast and sure, sometimes it's lonely, but I'd rather have a few friends who can think for themselves than be part of the crowd, who's mass produced opinions are uneducated and tiresome.
Popularity's overrated anyway. Who wants to wake up hours earlier than they have to so they can make themselves look beautiful and wear exactly the right clothes (Basically the same as everyone else's clothes since we have a uniform, but I mean the length of your skirt is obviously an important issue). I'd rather spend the time reading the newspaper and finding out what's going on in the real world. Of course, most of the time the newspaper lies, but at least it can usually be counted on to report all the most important events.
So yeah, I'm different. But I don't give a damn.
Psst... Like it? I feel suddenly excited and like I should write more of these... can I have a little gang of badasses at Hogwarts?
(Also this was really short but I had a tight word limit sorry)