Disordered

by nyctophillia

Violette Delacour is Fleurs distant cousin, and decides to go to Hogwarts instead of Beauxbatons in order to fix her disorder : Anorexia. She wants to start a new life and fix herself, but what will happen when she meets Draco Malfoy? Disclaimer: Im not glorifying anorexia, ive had it myself, and this is a story to show people what the world was like through my eyes.

1. Unfortunate

The night sky was clear and the stars were shining at their brightest. The soft wind was blowing my cheek as I opened the window of my room to rest my head out. The weather was warm, just like I loved. The cold weather is irritating and makes me shake all the time. My small and frail body is not something that helps in these type of situations, but I cant help it. Its an addiction.
The reason to my unusual insomnia was due to my long awaited departure to Hogwarts. Ive been waiting for this moment for so long, the moment for a chance to change, a new life. This has been the excuses I've been relying on since my young days,and it finally came to me. Will I be able to be a normal girl? Gain weight and love myself? I really doubt it, but its worth something to hold on to and believe in. After all, what else do I have?
My parents appeared to believe Hogwarts would be some sort of therapy as well. Beauxbatons was not an option,since it is filled with girls. "You cant get better with a bunch of girls Violette". According to them, a school for girls will simply increase my problems. After hearing this many times, I eventually started believing this and agreed attending the British school. It wouldn't be a problem, due to my great english skills. I prefer english to french if i can say that.

After resting my head outside the window for what seemed like hours, I closed my eyes and fell on my bed,tired and weak. My mind tormented me with nightmares just as usual, recreating my first day in Hogwarts as a full up disaster. Everyone hating me,judging me or even finding out the truth about me. "Eat a sandwich!" "Ew you're so skinny, ANOREXIC!" "Do you starve?".

The morning soon woke me up with the sound of the alarm, at 7 sharp, saving me from the torture of my own mind. I got out of bed in an excited manner and made my way to the wardrobe, choosing my outfit for today. I then carefully styled my hair in order to look decently pretty to make a good impression. After getting everything ready, all that was left was a goodbye hug to my parents.
I headed downstairs to the living room to find my parents waiting for me already,waiting to go to work.
-Darling please promise us you'll take care of yourself?
My mothers words made me freeze a little inside.
-Yes mom. I love you both.
And soon after, all that was left of me was the residue of floo powder.