Chapter 3:

The past few days were like every other day last year. I'd go to my classes, listen to people talk about me, and be teased and humiliated by Draco. Earlier that day Hermione and Ginny came to me and asked if I wanted to go into Hogsmead with them on Saturday. I felt happy to be included with them so I accepted and went to my room. When I entered the common room, I noticed Draco wasn't in yet. I took advantage of my time by myself and opened my trunk. I brought out my paint and canvass. I began to paint a portrait of my mother. I wanted it to be of her when she was happy. I always believed she was most happy before she had me. I felt that I was a reminder of what happened to her in the past. She was a beautiful woman. She was beautiful and smart. She had stunning violet eyes, with wavy Raven-black hair. Her skin was also slightly pale like mine but she still had life within her showing that she had beauty unlike me. Though I was always told when I was little that I looked exactly like my mother I couldn't believe it. I couldn't take care of my appearance the way my mother took care of hers. She had a natural beauty beyond any comparison. I myself was always dazzled by her beauty.

When I finished her portrait, I went and put it in a huge frame and hung it on my bedroom wall. It wasn't like the other portraits in Hogwarts. The one I had just painted just stood still. I was able to preserve her beauty in a still picture. It didn't have to move. I could look at it and already see my mother standing right in front of me holding her arms out to me. When I was finished, hanging it up I went to the common room, started a fire in the fireplace and began to write in my diary. While I was just about finished writing, Draco came in.

"Get out of my seat! Filthy little creature," said Draco.

Once again, I let his cruel words slide by. I got up and started to go to the stairs when Draco had to open his mouth again.

"Your family must be filthy as well. I'd hate to see what your ugly wretched whore of a mother looks like," said Draco.

Now that just crossed the line! After all that time of holding my emotions in, and meditating to keep them under control I let it all out! I turned around and slapped Draco right across his face! For the first time in years, I began to cry.

"HOW DARE YOU! YOU FUCKING BASTARD! YOU HAVE NO FUCKING RIGHT TO TALK ABOUT MY MOTHER THAT WAY! NO ONE TALKS ABOUT MY MOTHER THAT WAY! YOU AND YOUR PARENTS ARE SUCH SNOBS! YOUR NOSES ARE SO HIGH IN THE AIR THAT IF IT'D RAIN YOU WOULD ALL DROWN! I'M TIRED OF YOU BITCHING AT ME! I'M TIRED OF YOU MAKING FUN OF THE WAY I LOOK! AND I'M TIRED OF THAT FUCKING SMIRK YOU GIVE ME! IF I COULD, I WOULD RIP THAT SMIRK OFF YOUR FACE AND BLAST IT DOWN YOUR FUCKING THROAT! YOUR SNOBBY FRIENDS, YOUR PARENTS AND YOU CAN KISS MY FUCKING ASS AND YOU ALL CAN GO TO HELL!"

After saying what I had said, I stormed off to my room in tears.

Draco's POV

She slapped me! Lydia had slapped me! Then she told me off! What the fuck! That fucking bitch actually spoke back to me! I felt so angry that I could have broken everything in the room but something made me not as angry with her. What she did made me angry but I felt aroused! No one had ever done something like that to me accept for the muddblood but I hated her with all my might. But how could I have found Lydia exciting? She looked like a peasant! She was weird! With all these thoughts, I just stormed off to my room to sleep and hope that tomorrow would be better and everything would go back to normal.

Back to Lydia's POV

When went into my room I cried. I cried so much. It felt good releasing all of the kept feelings that I have had with me since childhood, but it wasn't good enough! I wanted to get back at Draco! I wanted to show everyone at this school what I was truly made of! I wanted to be reborn! I wanted to change! I was not happy with myself. So I took all of my dark outfits and began cutting a sewing them. They all looked brand new! Then I went to my trunk and pulled out a sword. It was my mother's sword. I looked into my mirrors, grabbed my hair with one hand, and cut it off with my mother's sword. All of my long hair fell to the floor. I brushed it all out and I actually noticed how straight my hair looked when I fixed it up. I gave a creepy smile to myself in the mirror and I couldn't wait until tomorrow. Lydia Fayth Avalon was going to show everyone that she was a new woman.

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