It Started Out As An Experiment..It Ended Up As An Addiction..
Disclaimer: Nooo, I'm really JK Rowling, and I'm writing fanfiction because it's more satisfying then writing the Seventh Book. Do you have a problem with it? No, I'm joking, I'm just an unworthy Grade Eighter who finds mild amusement and odd fascination in taking JK Rowlings Characters and twisting them up for my own happiness. No, I am not on Drugs. I swear on the cocaine I am holding. Wait. (frowns) (hides plastic bag and runs) I'm joking! I swear on-you know what I'll stop doing that. Here...umm…the rest of the little author noting thingie.
Summary: It started out as an experiment for Parvati Patil, who needed some release from all the pain she was having. She had cracked. Suddenly, she couldn't stop anymore and no longer was it just a test. Now it was an addiction, and no one can stop her. Takes place in Fourth or Fifth Year.
PARVATI'S POV
Parvati Patil threw herself on her bed, trying to stop the tears before they flowed from her burning eyes. Succeeding, she turned over on her bed and caught her breath. She couldn't do this anymore. Why couldn't anyone, even if it had to be that know-it-all Granger girl, notice that she was melting, dying, killing herself little by little, as every second passed.
She wanted to scream.
She couldn't believe that for the past few weeks, all the girls, even her twin, had started ignoring her, all because Harry Potter, insolent bastard he was, had asked her for the Yule Ball. It was all a facade for the first few days with her friends. But after Potter had not even thrown a second
glance over to her, all her used to be friends had smirked.
And now she was no better then Granger herself.
She needed out. Parvati sat up on the bed and peeked out through the curtains. Granger, Lavender, and Ella's curtains were closed, and Parvati presumed that they were just sleeping. She slipped off her bed and left the room.
She sat down on a couch in front of the fireplace and stared into the blazing orange and yellow flames.
She knew she wouldn't go to sleep that night.
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Stuff about me: In many ways, I am much like the Parvati Patil I am writing.