Hello all! This is chapter 2 of "The outsider". Sorry the first one was so short but I'll TRY to make this one longer. I'm making no promises. Oh yeah, sorry for the confusion, this is a Usagi Centered fic and this is also in her point of view.

Disclaimer is in the first chapter.

On with the fic…

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"Don't touch me!" I scream

Backing away as far as I can

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     I woke up the next morning with a major headache.  When I opened my eyes, all I saw was the dark. The first thing that ran through my head was, Oh shit! I'm blind, but I soon realized it was only a bandage wrapped around my head. The next thing I noticed was that I couldn't feel my legs. That really didn't concern me at the moment, that was, until the doctor explained my situation. I could faintly remember my mother say to me

"Usagi, dear. Do you understand what the doctor is saying? Oh Usa! You'll never be able to walk again!" she said while bursting into tears.

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Just stay away!

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     I just sat there. My whole body felt numb.

"Mother, where's Mamoru?" I asked her.

"I'm sorry dear. He wanted to come with you to the hospital, but he said he couldn't come"

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Just stay away…

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     Now, you'd think with all the frinds I had, everyone would support me? Nope! What about my boyfriend? Hell fucking no! As soon as I went back to school, all my friends, Mamoru, even the fucking teachers treated me like shit. I was no longer the track star. Of course I wasn't, I can't even stand up let along run. So, my cousin take over as soon as she got the chance, that bitch. Mamoru? He dumped me for that tramp Rei.

Saying : "Usagi, it just wouldn't work out"

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I watch in darkness

As the creature laughs

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     The liar. Nothing was the same. I was all alone. That was my first step into reality, the real world…

Present day…

     I glanced out the window of the speeding Hogwarts Express. I had planned to tell my friends the truth, about me being a witch and all, but hey, they turned out to be backstabbing bastards. I'm a witch, just like my mother. My father, well, mother doesn't want me to say anything about him. Everybody knows him, at least in the wizarding world. His name is Lord Voldemort.

     I was brought out of my thoughts when the door slid open. Three boys stood there, just staring. What the hell was their problem? The short one with pale blond hair sneered at me.

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Forever chaining me

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"Why do you get to have a private cart?" he asked.

I eyed him warily. The guy was cute, but I wasn't about to tell him the truth.

"The names Usagi Tsukino! I don't know why I get to have a private cart, but I'm sure it's really none of your concern to pry into other peoples business" I shot I at him.

He glared at me before turning on his heal and leaving, followed by his two goons.

I could faintly hear him say

"Stupid little first year"

First year! I'm a fucking sixth year, dumb ass!

     Shows how much he pays attention. I felt the train begin to slow down and sighed. This was going to be one hell of a year…

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Keeping me from the light

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     I waited in the great hall while the first years got sorted into their houses. My mind slipped back to a time when I wanted to tell my mother about the letters. The letters that I have been receiving from my father. I never did tell her, of course. She'd flip out and have a heart attack.

     I was brought out of my thoughts when I heard the headmaster clear his throat for the rest of the students to settle down. I began to play with my bracelet. It consisted of black, white, and read ivory beads.

     My father had sent it to me on my sixtienth birthday and ever since then, I have yet to take it off. I then brought my attention back to Professor Dumbledore.

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Only the darkness

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"…And so I would like to introduce a transfer student. This is her first year at a wizarding school, but she has known magic all her life. She also has a physical condition, so do be kind and not bother her. May I have the pleasure of introducing Miss Usagi Serenity Riddle"

     I sighed as I heard people gasping all through out the room. I'm not surprised that I share the same last name as my father, Tom Marvelo Riddle.

     I sighed once again before willing my wheel chair to go forward with my magic. I could feel every set of eyes in the whole room directed at him. I caught bits of peoples conversations as I passed them.

"How could they let that THING…"

"She's a monster, that's what she is…"

"Dumbledore's finally gone bonkers to let that GIRL…"

"Is the man mad or something …"

"She's the Devil's child…"

"I'm telling my mother about…"

"Ha ha! She's a FREAK!"

     I seemed like forever before I was finally in front of the whole great hall. I watched as Professor McGonagall brought the sorting hat and sat it on my head. . I could see everyone stared at me, waiting to hear what horrible thigs the sorting hat would say about me.

     I began to get restless when there was only silence. Was the sorting hat broken? Did it run out of batteries? Did it even NEED batteries…?

My mind began to wonder all these things when FINALLY the sorting hat spoke.

" I must apologize for my long silence. It seems that the child of Ikuko and Tom Riddle has much to offer. I see you have courage. Yes, you have power and lots of it… ah yes! Yes! You have the power the power to succeed. You'll be playing a major role in the events to come. So I will put you in…. SLYTHERIN!"

No cheering.

No clapping.

Only silence.

     I waited until the sorting hat was removed from my head before I went to my house table. I could feel everyone stare at me once again as I struggled to get in to a seat. I wanted to scream. To yell at them to stop fucking staring. Haven't they ever seen someone who had damn a physical problem before? Damn!

     Once I was in my seat, Dumbledore cleared his throat and made a short speech before we began to eat. I kept my eyes on my plate, still feeling eyes burning holes in to my flesh, making want to SCREAM! I had never felt so humiliated in my whole life! I began to play with my bracelet again. I wish everybody would stop looking at me.

Just stop staring.

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Only the darkness…

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