Why was my bed bouncing? Why was anyone but me within my hidden hide-out I called my bed? "MARTY!!!" I opened my eyes, light fluttering into them as I stared into the bright sky blue eyes of Rae Barton, her medium brown hair curled perfectly as she bounced on my bed to wake me up. "Marty! Wake up!!" She whined trying to pull me out of bed.
Marty Mayhem, that's my name. The girl trying to wake me up is Rae Barton, who I met on the Hogwarts express a week ago, and transferred into my dormitory. I'm a fifth year, and all my dorm mates are sixth years. I was the odd one out in my year so I got placed in the second sixth year girls dorm.
"Okay, on the count of three! You ready?" My eyes looked to her like she was insane. "You ready?" She questioned again.
"One, two three." I said quickly before rolling over and covering my body fully with my blankets as I hid under my pillow as well.
"Aww... Marty, you're no fun." Rae said with a sigh, "I didn't want to resort to magic..."
"You're not..." I hissed from under my covers.
"Aguamenti." I heard her say before I found my whole bed, including me, soaked to the bone.
"RAE BARTON!" I howled as I quickly slipped out of my bed and whipped out my wand, "I am going to hex you to the Gryffindor common room and back!" I heard her footsteps leaving the room and down the small corridor to the common room. I quickly dried my bed of the water and changed into my school robes, looking in the mirror, I noticed my hair all fluffy from drying it from the water. I let out a sigh as I quickly brushed it down and left the dormitory.
CHAPTER TWO:
"I swear, being spotted with a Mudblood is going to ruin my rep." Samantha hissed to Regulus and Severus as Rae and I approached. I pretended to not hear it, but I think the two boys had known I heard.
"You'd need a rep first to be ruined." Regulus shot at Samantha. "And no body's forcing you to stay around anyways." I smiled inwardly, someone had defended me for the first time in my life.
"You should worry Regulus... You're more popular than you give yourself credit for. There isn't a soul in this school that doesn't know your name." Samantha shot at him, "If I were you, I wouldn't try and be spotted with anyone under pure... given the exception to you and Rae, Severus."
"I can eat elsewhere if that would help at all." I said casually. It was the usually thing.
"It's okay." Severus said with a small nod to Samantha, "She was just leaving." Samantha flushed as she glared at Severus before standing and stalking away from the table. Rae sat in Samantha's seat and I took the one next to her. "What took you both so long?"
"I woke up soaking wet." I seethed as I glanced to Rae who laughed lightly.
"It's not my fault that you wouldn't wake up." Rae said trying to appear innocent.
"I was up late." I shot at her. "I don't know how you managed to wake up so early." I said, the comment towards Regulus, who had stayed up the previous night to help me finish my Transfiguration essay that was due first thing in the morning.
"My body has adjusted over the years." He shrugged as the owl's came and dropped off the daily prophet.
I took my copy and looked at the front page, Ten Muggles Killed was the top headline. I must have let out a small gasp as I felt Regulus, Severus and Rae all look at me with interest. "I'm sorry, it's just my cousin is in here with my Aunt and Uncle..." I said looking at it. "They were killed it appears, over the weekend."
"I'm sorry." Rae said softly, as if I had great sympathy for my family.
"I'm quite frankly not..." I mumbled as I flipped the page, reading the other articles, "...the less family, the less people get in the way."
"Slytherin side coming out again." Rae chimed and I glared at her. This was the reason I didn't have things called friends. "Don't give me that look." I sighed and looked away from her back at the prophet before closing it, deciding that I was done with it, and enjoyed the small amount of food I ate. Two pieces of toast with jam on it and a banana.
"You should eat more." Regulus commented from his side of the table.
"I eat plenty, thank you." I shot as I finished my toast. "I'm going to grab my essay and book and head to class..." I said standing from the table and left the Great Hall.
"What's that Mudblood doing around Black?" I heard people hiss to each other quickly as I walked by. "You don't think that Black is having sympathy on her? Or maybe the dark lord is going to have him kill her as his way into the Death Eaters." I shuddered at the thought.
Why had Regulus began talking to me? Because I did an unforgivable on a drunken man who attacked me. Was he impressed or was it his mission to get me close enough so that he could kill me easily? I shook my head and laughed at the thought. Friends were nothing but pawns in the game of chess.
"Foolish..." I hissed at myself as I walked down to the dungeons. "Newttails." I gave the password to the wall before I entered the common room and up to my room to grab my things. I came back to see my trunk open and everything thrown around the room. I looked amongst the room for my transfiguation book that had my essay in it. "Dammit..." I hissed as I looked around. "AccioTransfiguration book." I hissed through my teeth. There was a rumble and from the bathroom came my book, soaking wet and covered in bubbles, as if from a bubble bath.
I pulled my essay from the book, the ink smeared among it and was illegible to read. I clenched the paper, making it crinkle and soap slip over my hand as I held my book in my hand. This happened all the time, and yet, I thought maybe my dorm mates would have grown up and matured over the summer.
The door opened and I heard a gasp. I looked up to see Rae looking astonished at the wreck. "What happened?!" She gawped.
"Nothing..." I lied as I hid my anger. I pulled my wand out and flicked it, calling all my objects to come to me, more coming from the bathroom, some coming back with lipstick covered through the pages. Some of my parchment and books looked like a cat or a rat had gotten a hold of them, and they were torn and shredded.
I pulled myself up off the ground as I tossed my book and essay onto the pile of my things that laid in front of my trunk and me. "Reparo..." I said pointing my wand at them. Nothing worked, not even the drying charms. "Dammit..." I cursed throwing my wand at the floor angrily. They had apparently learned a thing or two over summer. I pulled back the curtains around my bed and sat down, my bed soaked and covered in shaving creams and other assortments or care products.
"Who would do this?" Rae asked, apparently unaware of the way I had always been treated.
"It's no one." I said, "Come on, we have classes."
"But your things..." She gaped, still looking at them as I picked up my wand.
"Don't worry about it..." I said emotionless. I was furious, but what could I do? Nothing. "There's nothing you can do about it... It's life, things happen." Rae watched me as I cleaned myself off from sitting on my bed and walk to the common room. "Come, Rae... You don't want to be late."
"Where's your things?" Regulus questioned, as he was apparently waiting for Rae, as they had the same classes.
"I didn't need them today." I said casually as I walked past him. "See ya." I waved over my shoulder before leaving the common room. I heard Regulus ask Rae the same question pertaining to me.
"Ms. Mayhem, where are your things?" Professor McGonagall asked as I sat in the back of the class, and slumped in my chair.
"Still drying..." I mumbled, but she didn't hear as she walked towards my desk from the front of the class. "Professor, I don't have anything." I forced myself to say.
"Every year it's the same thing, Ms. Mayhem..." Professor McGonagall said, sounding very disappointing in me.
"I'm sorry Professor." I said with a slight nod.
"How do you expect to pass your O.W.L.'s if you never have anything?" She questioned me.
"Maybe I won't." I shrugged, "Or maybe I will..."
She sighed, sounding annoyed with me, and she turned to return to her place at the front of the class. "Everyone place your essays on how to transfigure an object into another object on the edge of your desks." She flicked her wand and collected all the essays. "Now, for today's lesson..."
I tuned her out as the class went on, and it was the same thing in every class, "I'm sorry, Professor..." I would say as they all seemed so disappointed in me. "I haven't got anything for class today."
"How do you expect to pass your O.W.L.'s?" They would each say, their standards for me dropping.
I sat in the common room, towards the back corner, away from society as Rae had lent me a couple of parchments for my homework that evening. "I have five detentions..." I sighed as Rae sat next to me, "From five different teachers, because I was ill-prepared."
"You didn't tell them that someone trashed your things?!" Rae asked suprise written in her voice.
"What will that do? Stop it?" I snorted, "They've been doing this stuff for years to me. You expect for a teacher to say Stop it that they just will?"
"Well, I'm just saying..." Rae sighed, "...maybe they'll get a detention?"
"Oh- a detention. That's just one measly hour for one day that they'd have to serve while I have to sleep in that dorm with them still. Every day, every night, they can do anything, and if they get in trouble, it just causes more trouble for me. There's no point in even telling. It's insufficient. It's meaningless..." I slammed my quill down, frustrated again. "I need some air..." I pushed back from the table, "And I have detention in an hour, so I'll probably go straight to there afterwards."
"All right..." Rae nodded as I left the common room.
I quickly made my way onto the grounds of Hogwarts and came near the lake. I pulled my wand out and drew pictures in the lake, as if it was my own little picture book. I let a small smile out at the drawings in the water. My parents, although it didn't bother me that they were dead, there was still times that I missed them. Although all we did was argue, and fight.
I looked down at my hands, pushing back my sleeves and looking at my knuckles where they were still healing from last August when my father and I got into a fight about my future how I wasn't going to succeed in the wizarding world, and since I didn't go to a high school in the muggle world, I wouldn't be able to fend for myself in either world. It was a brutal fight considering my father was nearly twice my size and was a teenage boy once before and had gotten in the number of fights. I could still feel the bruise on my back from the night, although it didn't bother me as much. My knuckles had been sliced open from glass, from the mirrors and amongst other things.
I let my sleeves cover my hands again as I stood and threw a large rock into the water, disreguarding my pictures and destorying them. "Pathetic." I hissed at myself in the water. I could feel a burning sensation in my eyes as a lump formed in my throat. I was angry about the girls in my dorm, but I've dealt with them for years, so it was nothing new.
What made me angry was that girl, Rae, who thought that all of sudden we could just become best friends. She pretends she cares about what happens. I bet she was amongst the girls that ran-sacked my trunk and ruined everything I owned. I raised my sleeves to my eyes, and wiped away the tears brimming at my eyes to fall.
Tears were the substance that had been hidden inside of me for years. The thing that never came out, so why now all of a sudden. Because I had people pretending to be friends? I wasn't going to let myself get attached or open to them more than I had. I rested my hand on a tree, thinking about it. I had all ready let them in, I had let them get on the inside all ready, and it was to late.
A soft sob escaped as I slid down onto my knees, the small twigs scratching them as my other hand covered my mouth. I shook my head, wiping the tears that continued to flow out away. Then a noise- as if someone walked among the falling leaves, crunches. I quickly turned, my wand raised and I was back onto my feet. I looked around, "Who's there?!" I demanded, my voice quivering a bit, but I succeeded in hiding it, minus the red eyes.
"Are you crying?" I spun around, the voice coming from behind me. "What's wrong?" The red head quickly walked over, and placed a hand on my shoulder, giving me that comforting and sympathetic feeling I hated to have given to me.
"Nothing." I snapped, stepping away from her quickly. "Don't touch me."
"I know I'm a muggle born, but somethings wrong, and you need someone right now!" She snapped at me.
"What's being muggle born have to do with anything? It's not like you're the only blood muggle born in all of Slytherin." I shot, my eyes narrowing on her. I noticed the Headgirl badge as my eyes flickered around, taking in her appearance.
"You're her." The headgirl said in awe as she looked at me. My eyes narrowed dramatically on her. I didn't care if she was headgirl or not, she was being quite rude. "No, excuse my rudeness." She brushed off what she had said before, "I've heard about you, the first muggleborn to be in Slytherin in fifty years."
"Yeah, it's something so great to celebrate." I seethed unintentionally. My anger was still getting to me. "I have detentions to get too, if you'll excuse me." I walked past her and back toward the castle, dismissing she ever talked to me. I pulled out a small watch I had and looked at it. I had a good twenty minutes before I had to go to my first detention with Professor McGonagall.
I made my way back into the castle and up towards Professor McGonagall's office when I spotted seventh year Sirius Black walking around the hallway. "Don't notice me..." I prayed as I headed towards Professor McGonagall's office.
"It's locked." Sirius spoke as I reached for the door. "She's not going to be back until seven." ten more minutes. "Marty, right?" I didn't feel obligated to answer, having a feeling that he was going to continue to talk. "Sirius Black, but I'm sure you all ready knew that."
I turned and looked at him, "Pleasure to meet you." I forced out. "Why are you here?"
"Detention." He grinned with a shrug like it was usual. "You?"
"Detention." This was going to be the worse hour of my life. Sirius Black was the charmer, but there was no one in the world who would be able to charm me. Love, romance, foreign words. That came along with friendship, trust, and lasting.
"Since you're a muggle born and your in Slytherin, does that make you a blood-traitor?" He said with a laugh. This was getting annoying, "Hey- your eyes are red... Are you all right?"
"I'm fine." I hissed as I looked at my watch again. Seven more minutes. Professor, please hurry up! I glanced to the door and seven minutes later it was unlocked and Sirius and myself entered her office. "Professor, I can only do an hour today."
"And why is that, Ms. Mayhem?" Professor McGonagall inquired.
"Well, I have four more dententions today that I have to complete." I explained and she nodded with a "Very well."
"Today I'll just have you both do some cleaning." She explained, "The seventh floor looks awfully dirty. You will scrub the floor, and clean all the statues, and cabinets that have things in them. We'll start with that for today. You will not be allowed to use magic, so you shall leave your wands here while you do so." Sirius and I stood and headed out of the door. "Ms. Mayhem, may I have a word with you?"
"No, Professor... I'd really rather not." I said before walking out with Sirius and onto the seventh floor to clean. Professor McGonagall summoned the correct utensils to use for the cleaning and Sirius and I set off to work while Professor McGonagall went back to her office.
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