(A/N Please enjoy this. It's very loosely based off of me. Please don't hate lol xoxoxoxo)
Victoria's POV
I walk to the Ravenclaw Common room with my long, flowing, luscious black hair trailing behind me like a long, velvety carpet. I wish I was beautiful, but I know I'm not. People always tell me that I look EXACTLY like Jennifer Lawrence, but better. I know they're lying. I know I'm ugly. I'm not attention seeking or anything, I just know I'm bad.
As I walk in to the room, I realize how dumb everyone is. Let me rephrase that, I realize how much smarter I am than them. I mean, I know that Ravenclaw is meant to be the "intelligent" house, but compared to me, everyone here is so ignorant. I have an IQ of 347+ by the way.
Harry walks up to me, and I raise an eyebrow inquisitively.
"Victoria?"
I roll my eyes, he loves me, it's obvious.
He gets down one on knee. "Will you marry me?"
I frown for a second. "Harry, I need to marry someone smart. You're not up to my standards."
"But I just transferred to Ravenclaw for you!"
"Listen, Harry. You're a very nice boy, and I'm sure you also have a very large penis. But regardless of the size of your genitals, I need to marry a smart man, and I'm afraid you don't make the cut. If you want, I can kiss you?"
"PLEASE!" He looks desperate. Why would he want to kiss someone as ugly and worthless as me? Probably just by my intelligence. He wants a dominant relationship, and I can see the intimidation of my intelligence in his eyes. My intelligence is dominating to him. I'm his Christian Grey without the sex toys.
"Very well." I lean down to him and wrap my leg around his back, swirling my tongue around his. Our saliva meets. His is wet, and tastes like pumpkin. I hate pumpkin. But I love pumpkin spice lattes. His mouth tastes like a bad version of Starbucks to me, ugh.
I pull myself away, and see Snape looking down at us above his nose.
"Mr Potter, Ms Jones."
Oh no. Snape's watching us. He saw the whole thing.
"Sir, I'm able to explain...unless...you want to join in..."
He raises an eyebrow for a second, considering it. "NO! HOW DARE YOU FUCKING KISS IN MY COMMON ROOM!"
"BUT THIS IS RAVENCLAW!"
"I KNOW THAT! I just transferred with Harry. Such an incompetent boy, it's a good laugh if I do say so myself..."
"But-"
"Victoria, I know you are the most intelligent person in this school, but that's no excuse for your disgusting behaviour."
"Professor?" I see him pull out a belt, and Harry runs off. I'm frightened of what's to come...
"I'm afraid I'll have to punish you for your actions. Despicable human." He begins to beat me with his belt. The worst part is, it's not even sexual, just painful. I can feel the belt whipping my behind with a horrifyingly excruciatingly painful tenderness. There will definitely be bruising.
As he smirks and leaves me to die, I'm left silently sobbing in the corner, the injuries he has inflicted upon me have left me in tears. No amount of intelligence can overcome abuse. The blood is streaming from my arms and legs, bruises forming in utter pain, I'm choking on pain itself, it's so bad. I need a doctor, or I will surely die.
"Help." I whimper to myself. From the corner of my eye, I see Cho Chang walking over to me. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing" I say, wiping away a black tear. The thing is, my intelligence has caused my tears to turn black (A/N Google it Lol xoxoxoxoxo)
But as I crawl towards the door to go get help, blood trailing behind me, I look at the door. No...Not Him...
"GUESS WHO'S BACK FROM ROMANIA BITCHES?!" He roars, echoing the room.
...It's Ron.
