Drabble number one of five for HedwigBlack's Romantic Drabbles competition.
Curse him to the deepest regions of hell. That insufferable man will be the death of me. My escape from my mother's tower would have been completely successful if not for the fact that the Baron seems incapable of leaving me be. His obsession has become quite unhealthy, not to mention a nuissance.
Thankfully, his romantic feelings for me seem enough to keep him quiet about my theft. I can't imagine the rage it would put Mother in to learn that I've stolen her diadem. It is most precious to her, but why does she need it? So she can continue to have all the glory of wisdom to herself? I think not. I am just as beautiful and capable as she, and I have just as much right to the knowledge that the diadem provides. Why must she be the only famous witch from the Ravenclaw line? Why must she continue to keep me in the shadows, when it is my birthright to be as admired as she? She doesn't even use the diadem anymore. As long as that bloody Baron keeps his obsessive tongue tied, she'll never know of my deception.
I've left for Albania, I convinced one of the stable lads to make ready one of the older carriages for me, I hope he didn't catch a fright when he went to retrieve a thestral from the forrest, he was such a nice young lad, even if he did seem put out when I roused him from bed at such a late hour.
I know the Baron must have been watching from the window of his chambers when I left, he seemed so angry with me, but he never can keep his nose in his own business. I do believe the only reason he stayed on as Lord Slytherin's apprentice after his graduation was so that he could remain within gazing distance of me. I do hope he filled his need of me in those moments as he watched my retreating figure, for he shall never see my form again. I have no intention of returning to his controlling behavior or Mother's overbearing demeanour ever again.
Hogwarts is but a memory to me now.
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