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He walks into the room. The hall-way light shines through the door and you refuse to open your eyes. He binds you to the bed and steals your wand away. You know what is happening. He walks to the beds, there are two of course, as the one opposite from you holds his sleeping daughter. You see his mouth moving, he speaks the glamour and silencing spell quietly. He kneels down at the side of your bed and begins his work, his pleasure, his sick, sick pleasure

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You wake suddenly and find yourself in your dormitory. Your dorm-mates are sleeping soundlessly. How peaceful they look. You'd give anything just to have a day in their lives, without the painful memories you carry. You know sleep will refuse to come, just like it has for the past 2 fortnights since then.

'I need a book.' You think. A book will calm you.

But there are no books here that interest you anymore; none that can sustain the sudden urge for knowledge. Everything has already been imprinted in your mind. You could recite everything on call, at any time of the day or night. Perhaps you can go to the local bookstore in Hogsmeade. Maybe. The books in there would barely contain anything of interest for you anymore. Perhaps you could try the library. No, you have read every book in there already haven't you? Well, all apart from some of those in the Restricted Section and the Divination Section. You were never as good as sneaking around as Harry or Ron. Possibly if you were given permission for…

No that would never work, unless you had a project and surely none would be so hard that information must be obtained from the Restriction Section. Instead you grab 'Hogwarts, A History' and start reading, page 512, The Four Founders. They always interest you don't they? Especially the fight between Salazar and Godric, but not much is mentioned. They were once best of friends, but how could such a strong relationship be broken?

Who knows?

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Sitting at the table you try to eat, but you have found lately that nothing stays down. Come to think of it, only yesterday Lavender complimented on how thin you were becoming. She considers it a good thing. She even dared ask you for your secret diet. But as usual, you ignored her.

Ron asks you something. 'Pass the tomato sauce' was it? 'Put that book down and listen to me?' 'Go hump a Blast-Ended Skrewt?' You really didn't hear him. Now he is poking you in the shoulder.

Leave me alone! You want to shout at him. Instead you look up and get a horrible feeling of de ja vu; his red hair, those hazel/blue eyes, freckly face. They remind you of him and suddenly you have to get away. You have to leave. You have to go somewhere, anywhere but here, in front of Ron, in front of him.

Jumping from your chair you tell the Gryffindor table you forgot something in the library and smile apologetically. Inside you scream with fear. And away you walk with your bag full of books (with an easily placed light-weight charm on it), out of the great hall, down the corridor and down a few flights of step. You go down another corridor, and then turn a corner, only to bump into that slimy little ferret. He sneers at you as you fall down. He throws an insult or two at you, like always.

'Mudblood'.

'Buck-tooth Beaver' (even thought that problem was fixed years ago).

'Know-it-all'

You suddenly feel a wave of depression; everyone must think this of you. Surely if anyone were your true friends they would realize something was wrong. Anger then sweeps through your body as you storm off away from Malfoy, hearing his unintelligent remarks about Gryffindors unworthy enough to even talk to him.

You keep walking, down more flights of steps and into yet another corridor. Then, right outside the castle, down the large dirt road, out the school gates. Wouldn't you think someone would notice? Obviously they don't care much about you.

Then you find yourself in Hogsmeade. You don't remember the trip there, just suddenly finding yourself at the doorway to the Hogshead. As you enter, a small resistance in your brain orders you to walk right back outside that pub and back up to school and apologize to the Ron for behaving like a fool. But no, that little bit of logic is suddenly thrown from your mind as you go towards the fireplace. You know what you want to do, and shortly Hogsmeade will be full with students from the school and you don't want to be spotted in here.

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Flaire Delacour with Faith - You were my very first reviewer and I would like to thank you for reading the first chapter of my fic. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please give me your feedback. Your review made my day!

singergirl22 - You were my second reviewer and I am glad you like this fic so far. Well, I did update really soon; in fact, about a couple of hours. I already have this whole story written up and I would love your feedback on how it is going. Your review made me feel great. Thank you.

ladyvohn - You were my third reviewer! To think I got 3 reviews already in just a few hours! So… this story sounds like your life? Hmm… I started writing it on a few experiences I had of my own, nothing too intense though. I sound weird now…

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