Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or anything related to it except the plot. I don't own any quotations from Wintergirls either.
Tears fall freely now.
Why don't people notice I'm dying? I'm not that invisible surely? I went down to the hall I overheard someone from the corner. They were muttering about the fattest girls in Hogwarts. I was sixth.
I turned around; and ran. After I was in the bathroom I got my knife out and started hacking at my arms and legs. I know I'm anorexic. Then why do I see myself as fat? As the blood cascaded down my body I thought, why don't I just slice the fat away? Then, I will die. And I'll die thin.
I dismissed that thought; I need to lose it. Then I would have won fat. Instead of taking the easy way out. I accio'ed a scale. 46kg. That was okay I thought. But I need to get to 40kg. All my bones have to be showing. There couldn't be a single bit of fat on me.
I need to see every single bone in my body, the skin has to be pulled taunt. It has to be ready to break if I make I fist out of my hand. It took me ages to get this thin. I'm not sick. I just set myself a challenge and I'm going to complete it.
If the twins saw me they might notice, but there to busy with their joke shop. My mum will just try and fatten me up when she see's me in the summer-holidays. Fat chance I thought with a snort. But; that's if I'm alive by then. A cucumber I thought. It only has 10 calories in it. I'll eat one for breakfast, one for lunch and one for dinner. 30 calories a day. Heaven. Or in my case. Hell.
I laughed to myself. Here I am, covered in cuts and talking about cucumbers. My life is so messed up I thought. No-ones life could be weirder. But their life's all sunshine, flowers and butterfly's. A scowl etched upon my face. They don't understand. They eat calories upon calories. Not caring how fat there getting. A big bulging stomach. Log like arm's. Leg's the width of a Quidditch field. But I know. I thought boastfully. I know that I'm fat. And I'm going to make myself disappear or die.
Which ever one comes first. But I would prefer the latter. As to most people I am invisible.
Thin.
Thinner.
Thinnest.
Disappearing.
Dead.