Prologue.
DIsclaimer: I don't own harry potter or HP sauce.
There was snow falling all around me. The black lake looked even bigger now than ever before, yet at the same time it looked so small. It was familiar but it felt like everything had changed so much – that I had changed so much – that nothing would ever be the same to me.
I heard footsteps behind me. I knew who it was. Everyone else in the school would have thrown a snowball before I even knew someone was there. That or I'd hear them insulting me. He was back only I didn't know why this time. His words from the first time he spoke to me swirled through my mind - "I only ever do things if I have a reason" - like the icy wind biting at my skin.
I continued gazing out at the freezing lake. Nothing was said for what felt like hours, until I couldn't take it any more. "What do you want? You've already taken my friend."
"I didn't mean for that to happen you-" I cut him off.
"Well you did." I said curtly. Not even wanting to hear what was coming next. He'd only throw it back in my face like everyone else would.
"... I'm sorry. I really am. I didn't mean to make her hate you. I didn't even think you would trust me." I had to listen carefully as he might as well have been whispering.
His words shocked me and scared me. I didn't know what to believe any more. But I couldn't help but believe the sincerity in his word even if they were whispered.
I turned around slowly, as not to slip on the ice, and land in the snow. He looked so young then. His eyes held such emotion, searching, begging for forgiveness, his hands fidgeting with one another. Just like a child apologizing to their mother for stealing a cookie before dinner, worrying that they won't be allowed out to play with their friends.
But it wasn't just a cookie he had taken. The only friends I'd ever had were no longer talking to me. Lucy wouldn't even look at me any more. The ministry has managed to convince themselves that I'm a death eater. Everyone now has a reason to hate me. And the last thing he'd said to me was "Your pathetic, no wonder everyone avoids you like the plague. You're to easily convinced. All you have to do is say 'hi' and you would do anything for anyone. Even bring them back from the dead. Your worthless. No wonder your dad kicked you out."
"And about what I said. You know that wasn't true. I was just so angry at everything. This is hard for me too." His voice was more aggressive and assertive now.
I didn't know what to say. I knew how I felt but I didn't want to be so 'easily convinced'.
"Kelly, say something. Please. I hate it when you ignore me." This brought my anger back in full force. I wished that it wasn't that painting I threw across Dumbledore's office. I wished it was his big head!
"Well I hate being ignored too! I hate being the one that everyone laughs at! I hate being the one that is always alone! I hate being forgotten, and having no friends! Things were bad before you came along but at least then I wasn't completely alone!" I was seething. If I wasn't weaker than him, I would have tried to drown him in the black lake whilst I was screaming at him.
"You don't have to be alone any more."
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