Hogwarts:
Th Great Hall was crowded with students on the first day back. Seeing me back with them made everyone stare; I was someone that wasn't liked and never would be. They had always hated my eyes because they were scary. To them I was nothing but a mud-blood who didn't know anything about living on my own or with anyone for that matter. They were wrong, dead wrong.
The first month of the school year went by fast and I was pulling double duty with the killings and schoolwork. I knew I should've stopped while at school, but word got around that the Source was going to be putting a bounty on my head and I had to keep away as many demons as possible. But the one demon that I wanted to get rid of as fast as I could was Belthazar. Like I said, he may have let me live, but I still had to kill him.
During the nights I didn't leave the castle to kill demons, I would think of my parents. They were in the history books, but no one knew they were my parents. What little they knew about me was that I was someone that wasn't worth hanging around; someone that was never around when they wanted to talk about her; someone who knew when & where she was wanted. Hogwarts was just another place to spend the year. And I spent my time there very busy.