Chapter 3-all too familiar
After that night, Sileas began seeing Rave much more. She'd go to his office and leave later, happy that she had finally gone to Hogwarts.
One night she had walked down to the great hall. She saw a boy cleaning the Hufflepuff table by himself. She knew all too well how messy the Hufflepuff's could be. She picked a rag, trying to find a cleaner one, and began to wipe down the other end of the table. "What are you doing?" he sounded partially angry, partially scared. "What does it look like" she said sarcastically "I'm helping you" a grin came across her face. The boy looked at her for a few seconds "You teacher's here are too helpful." he sighed "thanks but if anyone sees you helping me, I'll get into a mess". Sileas frowned slightly, hearing the worry in his voice. She put down the rag. "Well do you mind f I keep you company while you clean then? "He looked up at her "That would be great. I'm Trevor," he said smiling.
Sileas introduced herself and then sat at one of the long rows of benches, and watched his every movement. "Can I ask you which teacher is making you do this? I really can most likely get you out of it" She sounded almost hopeful. The boy paused for a moment and mumbled something inaudible under his breath. A puzzled look came across her face "I'm sorry?" she spoke quietly. "Yeah me too"
She continued to have a puzzled look on her face, and then felt moderately ashamed "It's alright if you don't want to tell me. I only asked" she spoke quietly. He hadn't realized that he had offended her, but had no time to excuse himself. No sooner did he have a spoonful of mashed potatoes flung at his head. He turned around, his face a shade of red. The man who had flung it sat there, with a smug look on his face.
Trevor automatically began to shout, angry with the foolish person, he hadn't yet encountered. Sileas was upset by the man's rudeness. "What was that?" She spoke with a bit of an upset tone of voice, while she bit her lip slightly. Immediately turned his gaze to her. "Why is it that I always seem to attract the freaks and the unwanted ones" He didn't even know her, but he knew exactly how to crush her. When she had attended Hogwarts. There was always a boy who would call her such names. She hated him with a passion, and this man would be no different.
She stood up, knowing how idiotic it must have looked, at her mere 5'3. Although she managed to look him in the eye. "You, sir, no nothing about me, nor my past. And I have a feeling that it will stay this way" She gave him harshest gaze and waited for his response. He laughed at her. "Well I know your kind, you are nothing to anyone. Nothing but a shadow that everyone choices to ignore" He smiled a cruel smile. She looked at him, knowing that you should never let them see you cry. She felt her cheeks go from their usual pale, to a bright shade of red. She glanced over at Trevor and grabbed her bag. She then walked out a quick pace.
After that night, Sileas began seeing Rave much more. She'd go to his office and leave later, happy that she had finally gone to Hogwarts.
One night she had walked down to the great hall. She saw a boy cleaning the Hufflepuff table by himself. She knew all too well how messy the Hufflepuff's could be. She picked a rag, trying to find a cleaner one, and began to wipe down the other end of the table. "What are you doing?" he sounded partially angry, partially scared. "What does it look like" she said sarcastically "I'm helping you" a grin came across her face. The boy looked at her for a few seconds "You teacher's here are too helpful." he sighed "thanks but if anyone sees you helping me, I'll get into a mess". Sileas frowned slightly, hearing the worry in his voice. She put down the rag. "Well do you mind f I keep you company while you clean then? "He looked up at her "That would be great. I'm Trevor," he said smiling.
Sileas introduced herself and then sat at one of the long rows of benches, and watched his every movement. "Can I ask you which teacher is making you do this? I really can most likely get you out of it" She sounded almost hopeful. The boy paused for a moment and mumbled something inaudible under his breath. A puzzled look came across her face "I'm sorry?" she spoke quietly. "Yeah me too"
She continued to have a puzzled look on her face, and then felt moderately ashamed "It's alright if you don't want to tell me. I only asked" she spoke quietly. He hadn't realized that he had offended her, but had no time to excuse himself. No sooner did he have a spoonful of mashed potatoes flung at his head. He turned around, his face a shade of red. The man who had flung it sat there, with a smug look on his face.
Trevor automatically began to shout, angry with the foolish person, he hadn't yet encountered. Sileas was upset by the man's rudeness. "What was that?" She spoke with a bit of an upset tone of voice, while she bit her lip slightly. Immediately turned his gaze to her. "Why is it that I always seem to attract the freaks and the unwanted ones" He didn't even know her, but he knew exactly how to crush her. When she had attended Hogwarts. There was always a boy who would call her such names. She hated him with a passion, and this man would be no different.
She stood up, knowing how idiotic it must have looked, at her mere 5'3. Although she managed to look him in the eye. "You, sir, no nothing about me, nor my past. And I have a feeling that it will stay this way" She gave him harshest gaze and waited for his response. He laughed at her. "Well I know your kind, you are nothing to anyone. Nothing but a shadow that everyone choices to ignore" He smiled a cruel smile. She looked at him, knowing that you should never let them see you cry. She felt her cheeks go from their usual pale, to a bright shade of red. She glanced over at Trevor and grabbed her bag. She then walked out a quick pace.