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Chapter 1- Things Must Get Worse Before They Get Better
I am merely another person overshadowed by the people who surround me. People who once cared about me are too immersed with their own lives to care anymore. People who don't know me could care less about me, for there is nothing very special about me. My appearance may be different with my messy black curls and unusual muggle clothing, but after the first glance most people choose not to pursue a friendship or relationship with me.
That is how I ended up alone in the Ravenclaw common room at four in the morning. I was staring out of the window, watching the first rays of the rising sun light the ground on fire. I saw Seamus Finnigan, the only one who truly cared about me, enough to date me. Whether out of pity or true romantic interest, I'm not sure, but it didn't matter, we had a pleasant relationship and he could make me happy when no one else would even try, so maybe I shouldn't complain, some people are treated like lepers because they have minorly erred, I am just invisible.
I reverted my gaze back to the window, where to my astonishment, an additional figure had join him. I couldn't see clearly, but I could make out a curvy, feminine sort of figure. I squinted, and abruptly realized that the figure was none other than Evanthe, my rather attractive fraternal twin, someone not very close to being invisible like me. I swallowed, hoping that she wouldn't try to use her feminine wiles on him. To no avail, I saw the two hug and lock lips.
How could he do this? The one person I thought cared about me. Now I was all alone and unloved. My depression soon turned to anger as I understood, that I should not blame myself, but blame Seamus for breaking my heart. This was solely his fault, along with Evanthe.
I heard footsteps and turned around. Padma Patil, another Ravenclaw in her seventh year, as I was, descended the stairs.
"Hey Erimentha, what are you doing?" she asked.
Wonderful, the last thing I needed was for the reigning gossip queen of Ravenclaw to know about my horrible predicament. I decided to act natural, hoping that she wouldn't notice.
Too late, "What were you looking at when I came down?"
"Nothing," I replied coolly.
"Right," she said sarcastically, "Now spill."
When I wouldn't talk she walked over to the window to find out herself. "Why are you watching to people snogging? Wait what are they doing up so early? Holy shit is that Seamus and your sister?"
She was too curious for her own good, "No it's Terry and Evanthe." I replied. Terry Boot was her longtime crush, as many people, including Boot, knew. I was hoping she would get mad, and charge down there and break up the gruesome sight.
"Ha, no that is Seamus, the guy down there doesn't have black hair like Terry!" she replied as she was carefully scrutinizing the image in front of her. "What a bastard!" she exclaimed, "That tart isn't any better."
I ignored her, because I knew her game. I've seen her do it to many people. She was trying to get me angry or act sympathetic to get juicy facts out of me while I ws vulnerable. Being near invisible does have its advantage. Unfortunately, people like Padma could notice me.
I decided to get some more sleep before I did anything too rash, but all my efforts would be in vain, for I had little patience, and a temper to match that of Mount St. Helens.
This is my first fic after reading them for about half a year. I hope you like it; let me know what you think, any advice would be greatly appreciated. I know it's a little short, but I didn't want to much to happen in the first chapter. You'll learn more about Erimentha in the later chapters, but hopefully you got a good idea of what she's like.
