"Jean, hold up, you left your bag!" Darryl Eowyn came out of the Transfiguration classroom, therefore I walked faster. We had just ended the first day of classes in my seventh year, and I have yet to kill him. He was the single, most disgusting kid on the planet. His beady eyes always unsettled me, the way they rested on my body whenever he saw me, and the acne about his face was so overwhelming you could hardly believe he had a face at all. His freaky, pale, lanky body always made me think that his back couldn't support him, and he had also somehow managed to gain a permanent stench of bad cheese. REALLY bad cheese. Oh, and the way he ate across from me! He always looked at me when he was eating four seats away from me. I tried eating at a different time, sneaking into the kitchens when I knew no one was around, and he, somehow, found out when and where I went. I then tried taking meals in the library, but he still managed to find me. This would cause us to attract Pince's attention. Detention with him sucked even more.
"Wait up, Jean!" I entered the courtyard then, making my way to 'home' by taking the longest route possible, hoping Darryl would just give up and leave towards the shorter path, but unfortunately, he didn't, and he caught up. "Jean, what's up? Didn't you hear me calling you? You left your bag in Trans!" He handed me my black messenger bag, and our hands touched briefly. I shivered in disgust, but Darryl, being Darryl, took it the wrong way and smiled. I frowned, wondering why Merlin didn't sort me into Slytherin instead of Gryffindor.
"Yeah, imagine that, goodbye." I quickly said and turning to leave him, I muttered a quick, "see you tomorrow in potions," but with my luck, he didn't leave me alone.
"So, I was talking to Ginny Weasley the other day, and she was talking about her boyfriend, which as you know is Harry Potter, and she-" I drowned out his obvious lie, since he spent the whole day yesterday staring at me in Hogsmeade, and trying his petty attempt to engage in conversation. He really needed a life. I think he even took a lock of my dark brown hair when I wasn't looking,). As he kept rambling, my frustration grew.
"So I told her, kiss my ass. That would never happen! And-"
'I wonder if the giant squid will stop me from drowning in the lake. Would it stop Darryl?' I pondered, still cursing the day I was sorted. When we finally started walking towards the dorm, I got a brilliant idea. The frustration was immediately washed away, and instead of wanting to see the new potions teacher, I bent over and groaned, earning a worried look from my stalker.
"Are you hurt, whats wrong?"
"It's just cramps, I'll go to Pomfrey's office and be fine" I said, rather quietly, and straightened up a little, and walked the opposite direction from him.
"But your period just ended!" I paused, a little shocked at how he knew.
'How he knows that, I don't want to know. I am going to walk away quietly, and try to act as innocent as possible.' "It's early." I shifted my eyes a little and began to walk away. As soon as I reached the outside of the end of the corridor, I dropped everything and ran. In a moment of quick decision, I realized that the circle of trees near the lake would be my best bet for silence, and ran. I just hoped Care of Magical Creatures had an inside lesson today.
As I ran, I thought about the solitude I would actually get now, the freedom of being alone and uncared for as I had always thought I had been, and then the dumbest shit had to happen to me.
I reached the lake, and the sky above me was beautifully clear. The breeze lifted my hair and made it gently sway. I smiled contently, and picked out a tree. Sitting underneath it, and placing a silencing charm around me, I screamed.
I screamed for all of the shit that went wrong in my life. My sister, my mother, that damn war. I was at my grandmother's house during Voldemort's fall last year. She lived in a very smelly cottage, and I don't really want to remember the amount of cats that lived there. When I learned I had missed out on all of the fighting last year, I blew up the stove. The howlers that week increased, and I was sent back home immediately.
I let it all out, and began throwing curses at random things. My wand a blur as it pointed at rocks, mushrooms, grass, shrubs, and maybe a few animals. Some of the things blew up, while others turned colors, swelled, or shrunk. And then something startled me, to my left and on the lake, three grey tentacles came up from the depths. Without thinking, I pointed my wand to it and blew it up. I calmed myself, and then realization struck me. Bits and pieces of pink and grey matter seemed to rain down on the lake, and bigger pieces seemed to float up from its murky depths. I could not believe it at first and then it hit me. I killed a fucking giant squid.
"Shit!"