Chapter 6
School was easier than it should be, I fit right in, I could blend right into the background, which of course with the help of my metamorphic ability's. Some times though it was like putting on a show, people whispered and pointed at me and Harry like always though.
A show in a show.
I masked everything, no one knew I was suffering, I did everything as before, only tying to hold myself together this time.
Harry knew something was wrong, but that was Harry, he knew to much for his own good, plus with the twin thing, I didn't really stand a chance of not telling him. But right not I didn't really feel like having a heart to heart with my brother about my vampire ex-boyfriend who dumped my sorry behind.
Hermione wasn't much better than Harry, she just knew things with out being told them, her and Ginny would probably get on with Alice-
Wince
It was hard not to think of them even if it did cause me irrational pain. I would never forget them even if I did avoid thinking of them, I carry around a constant reminder, not just my hallow heart but my scarred wrist.
Harry had made a point of asking me where I had gotten it from and I had scowled at him and asked "Do you honestly expect me to remember where all my scars come from?" and he let it pass. How could I forget where I got this scar from?
Mrs. Weasley had sniffed at my ability of getting hurt so easily and claiming to be putting to much pressure on her poor heart.
I had gotten hurt in a crossfire of a badly preformed prank (To make everyone who had walked though the charms corridor squeak out embarrassing phrases) and I had been sent to Madam Pomfrey to be fixed, when she had found he scar and looked up to me in a mixture of horror and fear and mumbled something about Dumbledore.
Vampires in the magical world were a lot more common than them in the human world, when I saw the Cullens away from the magical world, I took I as they had never heard of anything remotely magic let alone lived in that world. That's why I never reviled anything to them, I was just a human to them, to Edw- Him, I wouldn't need protection if they knew, it would ruin their perfect image of me for them, who was I to do that to them.
A month had gone by since I had left forks, I thought of them all the time, they were a permanent fixture in my mind, I wanted to stop the pain, but I would never give the memory's I had of them, not even the bad ones, they proved they were real, not just my over active imagination.
The Great Hall was full that night, the tables were heaving, as me and Harry sat at the end of the table. The rumble of talking stopped as the headmaster stood up to address the students.
"Good Evening, I would like to introduce a new family, to our halls, but as it appears they are running late," He paused to look over the curious faces "But no worry, It so happens our very own, Miss Potter would like to speak."
I blushed as I made my way over to the front of the hall, It was an unfamiliar emotion, these days, I couldn't recall the last time I actually even blushed.
I ran my hand through my purple streaked hair as I began to speak, "Darker times are approaching, Voldemort," It didn't escape my notice that nearly everyone in the hall had an reaction to my speaking his name, "Voldermort is gaining power, and will continue to do so, unless we fight back. I am opening a defence group, something you come to if you want, to help improve our chan-"
Bang
The Great Hall's doors banged open.
My face rose in surprise, my eyes and mouth open wide, I felt the colour of my hair change, my highlights drop out, my eyes turning from shocking green to deep chocolate.
Seven spectacular faces stared back at me.
A/N I'm sorry for lack of updates and when I actually update there so short. I'm half way through the next one so hopefully it will be out soon.