Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Harry Potter books, if I did, 1. I wouldn't be writing fanfiction about them and 2. It would be nowhere near as popular.
Silence
I ran as fast as I could
towards my safe place.
The laughing followed me through the
Entrance Hall and up the marble staircase.
Their laughter
irritates me more than anything else on this earth.
I long for the
quiet.
I walk to Transfiguration. Whispers.
I fail to turn a
table into a pig. Sniggers.
I ruin my potion by stirring it the wrong way. Smirks.
I walk past the other
students to reach the Hufflepuff table. Sneers.
I sit down and
pour pumpkin juice down myself. Muffled giggles.
I run out of the
Great Hall.
I need quiet. I need silence.
Stifled sniggers.
Smirks. Sneers. Whispers. Stares. Glares.
Walk. Powerwalk. Run.
Sprint...Safe.
Silence. Peace and quiet. Tranquility.
My safe haven of latrines.
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