She didnt expect anyone to notice her as she slipped into her seat in the back. After all, she had been in the same class for 6 years now. No one has even said her name. Let alone looked back and Acknowledge her. Persephone got into her bag and pulled out her secret weapon, something that shouldn't be at school but she snuck in every year for the last six, her muggle cellphone.
For the first two years she had to figure out how to charge it and how to get it to work correctly with all the magic in the air but she hadn't given up and halfway through her third year with the help of a solar charger and a few spells from the restricted section of the libary, she figured it out. She always kept her ear buds in and hidden. It wasnt hard with as much curly hair as she had. There was no way she couldnt have it. Music was one of the few things that kept her calm. Hell it was one of the few things that made her happy.
As persephone looked around, she noticed that Harry Potter was ignoring everyone and for once was nose deep in a book. Something normally the girl of the trio would be doing but not this time. "Hermione looks mad" she thought to herself but chose to ignore it and switch her song instead. It wasnt like she was paying attention either. That didnt matter. Professor Snape always passed her. He had to, they shared the same secret. He was her father. Didnt matter what potter and his crew where up to. They never once said hi to her. Why would they. She was slytherin so everyone whos not assumes that she like all the other slytherin where evil.
Persephone looked up just in time to make eye contact with Draco Malfoy as he got up to leave with his train of stupid friends. She was used to the dirty look he gave her for years but this look was different. What could she expect. Now that he knew everything. Now that they where forcefully bonded. The old magic leaving its mark down her whole left side from armpit to knee. Each rose a reminder. Each throne a burden. Each throb of pain reminding her that she would never get her own choice in husband, The dark lord made that choice for her and now it cant never change.
Waiting for the rest of the class to leave was the worst part of the day. If she left without talking to Him she would get in trouble but staying meant she had to actually speak to him, something she hadnt been wanting to do lately. She stood there wrapping a long thick black curl around her figer. She was lucky and had strong shinny hair. Thanks to Bellatrix she had finally learned how to care for it.
Finally she was alone with her father. Casually walking to his desk she noticed he looked tired." Must be hard to spend all this time protecting a boy you hate. You think you would do that for your daughter but wait, im just a student of no importance right" she glared at him while she spoke not caring if it hurt his feelings.
Don't get her wrong. She understood why they have to hide she was his child but he used to be a amazing father, that was until her power showed. He knew it was something the dark lord would want to take advantage of. And he was right. The worst part is her father didnt stop it. No, he was to worried about the potter boy to care that his only child was forced to take the dark mark, was forced to bind her soul with a malfoy that she didnt truly know and was made to give her body to her new husband so everyone knew she was faithful to the dark lord. If only her father had been faithful to her.
Persephone looked up and met her dads eyes. It was easy to tell she was mad and hurt. Snape sighed and handed her a slip of parchment. "Here is the password to the Slytherin perfect bathroom. The bath is big and will help with the pain from your marks" Persephone knew that was it so she shrugged and walkes off, after all she was lucky he had given her the password anyway. She would use it later, but right now all she cared about was going to the 3rd floor and finding the room of requirement.