A/n- I own nothing that you recognize here, so pretty much everything.
Destruction and pain always comes after the storm. But this time you're the storm. You break anything in your path, but everything's always more beautiful broken, right? You are strong and passionate and you even have the broken hearts to prove your might. Haven't you heard that you're only as strong as the people you destroy?
You must be unbreakable because, darling, you've destroyed dozens of people. You continue on with your life as if you've harmed nobody. But everyone knows exactly who you are. You maybe the daughter of the most famous person in the Wizarding world, but you are truly a snake in the den of lions. After all, you had to plead with the hat to follow your brothers into the house of red and gold.
You toy and manipulate those around you because you can't get the one thing you want more than anything, his heart. It's always been a quest for his heart, hasn't it, love? You just wanted to be noticed by that purple haired boy that effortlessly made you laugh. But instead you settle for those boys that throw themselves at your feet. What could one night of love hurt anything?
So one by one, you make your way through the dozens of boys. Not having a care in the world. You just wanted to make yourself numb. And you can see it in each of the boys' eyes that they were hoping for more than just one night of all of your attention. But you're you, and one night is all they get.
You see the hurt you leave in each of their eyes but you don't care. In the end, your numbness is all that matters to you anymore. You just want to forget the love you hold for that blue eyed boy that is in love with your cousin. So instead of being hurt, you settle for hurting others. It empowers you.
You're finally getting noticed, but for all the wrong reasons. Rumors spread like wildfire around Hogwarts, and you should've expected nothing less. And you keep getting stared at you like you've gone crazy by that one boy. The one that you hurt first with your tricks and games; the one boy who thought you loved him; the boy that was the your first of many.
Too soon you find yourself sitting on the desk within an empty classroom. You wait patiently for him to meet you there. You've dressed for the occasion - a short dress that barely makes it to your mid-thigh and your flaming red hair that sparkles in the light is curled. You're chewing on your lip softly as you wait for the door to open. You see that he's mildly surprised to see you sitting on the desk, as if he expected you not to show up.
For the first time in a long time, someone sees you for you. They don't see the clothes you wear or the makeup you cake on, but they see Lily Luna. He sees the broken child within you. And for once, you're glad someone sees past your looks. With him by your side, you can fix the mistakes you have made. He's willing to help you fix the destruction that your storm has caused.
And for once, you realize that things are always stronger after the storm.
A/n- This was my first attempt at writing in second person POV. Was it good; was it bad?
