Here's the update that ya'll have been waiting for. Sorry the updates are coming slow, but school is stressful right now and I have loads of stuff on my mind right. So I wanna thank all ya'll peeps who have been very patient with me. This chapter is dedicated to all you wonderful people who reviewed this crappy story. Thankx!

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Usagi's P.O.V

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I couldn't tell you why she felt that way,
She felt it everyday.
And I couldn't help her,
I just watched her make the same mistakes again.

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Usagi sat quietly and tried to eat dinner, but how could she with every set of eyes aimed straight at her? She willed them to stop staring at her, as if she was some kind of side show freak. She was a human being damn it and she refused to be treated other than. Yet, try as she might she knew that by coming here and revealing her true name, the other students were going to give her a hard time. Why would they? They didn't even know her yet they resolved to treat her like dirt because of who her father is?

She decided that if they were going to stare at her, she might as well do it back, right? It was rude and she deserved to be normal….as if she knew what that was. She had never once in her life, even before the accident, been normal. Never. Muttering caught Usagi's attention, and she strained her ears to hear what the people at her table had to say about her.

"…tell my father about this. How could such a weakling be the offspring of the Dark Lord?"

"Draco's right. The mudblood is a fucking freak. I say she should just go back to wherever she came from"

"We don't need her"

"She's nothing, but a nuisance"

"Our reputation will be ruined!"

"What a loser!"

Usagi squeezed her eyes shut, tears forming, but not falling. She knew she should have never come here. She tried to tell her mother, but she wouldn't listen. She didn't belong anywhere. She pushed her plate away and folded her hands neatly into her lap. How could her mother have thought that these people would accept her? How wrong she had been.

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What's wrong, what's wrong now?
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.

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Usagi's hands clenched her skirt. No, she can't be sad. Even though she acted like she hated her mother, she didn't. She had to be strong. No one knew what they had to go through to be here. They went to hell and back, yet they survived. She was again brought out of her thoughts as people began to move around her making their way towards their common rooms. She sighed before lifting the wheel stoppers to follow her fellow housemates, but as Usagi looked up, she found she couldn't tell who was who.

Usagi craned her neck trying to search for a familiar face and began to panic. The Great Hall was emptying fast of students and teachers alike. She didn't know what to do, but decided she could try and ask someone. Better said than done. She waited for a friendly looking person to pass by before asking.

"Um...excuse me?" she asked.

The boy looked down at her and upon recognizing who she was grabbed his companion and rushed passed her. Usagi tried to stop more people, but they ignored her or ran away. Soon, she was left alone.

She was alone.

Alone in this cruel, cruel world.

And she had no one to help her.

No one…except her father….

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She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.

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Usagi opened her eyes as the sun shone bright. She groaned as she rubbed her face, yawning as she looked around. Where was she? The last thing she remembered was sitting in the Great Hall all alone and… she couldn't remember anything else. She had a headache. Usagi pulled the covers over her head, closing her eyes once again resolving to go back to sleep in the warm bed.

Usagi snapped open her eyes, yanking the covers off of her. That's when she took in all her surroundings. Her sheets were dark green and silk. She glanced down and saw that she was wearing a long silver gown. How did she…? She tried to remember, but her head began to pound and her eyes burned. What the hell is wrong? Why couldn't she remember what happened last night? She glanced at her alarm clock that just so happened to be on the desk next to her bed. 9:00 a.m.

"I'M LATE!"

Usagi tried to make her wheelchair come to her, but it wasn't working. She began to panic. If couldn't get out of her bed, she would be late. That was something she definitely couldn't afford. She had to prove to these people that she was something, not dirt beneath them.

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Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why.
You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind.
Be strong, be strong now.
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.

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Usagi pushed the covers away from her body and painfully pushed her beds over the side of her bed. God, why did it hurt? She had never felt anything like this. She held onto the desk to steady herself as she tried to stand up. Her legs were like putty, shaking as she forced her right leg forward. Her whole body began to shake, sending waves of pain up her back. She couldn't take it any more and finally collapsed to the floor.

Usagi lay on the floor, her body aching from pain. She didn't know what to do. She had to get to her wheelchair, but it seemed so far away. She kept telling herself she had to be strong in this new place. She couldn't let people walk all over her.

With new determination, Usagi rolled onto her stomach and began to use her arms to pull herself across the floor. Soon after she had to stop. Her arms were sore and she had no more strength. Lifting her head, she saw that she had barely made it across the floor. God, she was so pathetic. Suddenly, she heard a noise. Footsteps.

"Help me!" she yelled "Can somebody please help me!"

The footsteps began to get closer and Usagi smiled, feeling some kind of hope. Someone was coming to help her. The door slowly opened and Usagi's smiled fell. It was the same boy who said that she was weak and didn't belong.

Draco Malfoy.

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She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.

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"Well, what do we have here? Little Miss Riddle, right?" he asked mockingly.

"Can you please help me?"

"And why would I do that? You're nothing to me. Help yourself"

"Please, I can't get up"

"Well, isn't that your problem? I don't have time for this" Draco said before smirking and walking off, leaving Usagi on the floor alone.

"Wait! Please!" she yelled, tears running down her cheeks.

There was only silence.

Usagi began to cry, her body shaking uncontrollably. Why was this happening to her? Why couldn't she just have a normal life? Why couldn't SHE be normal? Usagi closed her eyes as her strength slowly drained away.

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Her feelings she hides.
Her dreams she can't find.
She's losing her mind.
She's fallen behind.

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Usagi awoke with a pounding head. She slowly opened her eyes, feeling as if she had gotten hit by a car. Oh, the irony of it all almost made her laugh. Almost. She glanced around and all she saw was in an all white room.

"Oh dear, your awake"

Usagi turned her head to see a short, plump lady making her way towards her. She instantly recognized her as the schools nurse Madam Pomfrey.

"What happened to me?" Usagi asked.

"Well, one of the first years was passing by your room and saw you on the floor. She rushed to get a teacher and they brought you here" was the reply.

"Oh"

"Ok dear, I think you're good to go"

Usagi nodded, before sitting up in the bed. Her back still hurt and she still felt dizzy, but besides that she felt ok. She looked around, before asking

"Um… where's my wheelchair?"

"But you don't need it"

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She can't find her place.
She's losing her faith.
She's fallen from grace.
She's all over the place.

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"What do you mean I don't need it? I DO need it. How am I supposed to get around without it?" Usagi said in a worried voice.

"Don't raise your voice at me Usagi! Calm down. You can walk."

"No I can't"

"Yes you can"

"I can't!"

"Usagi Riddle! You CAN walk. I don't know why you came here in a wheelchair, but you never needed it. Now, its time for you to go"

Usagi glared at the very plump woman, before swinging her legs over the side of the bed. She took a deep breath before slowly standing up. Well, she thought, at least her legs didn't feel like jelly. She slowly pushed her right foot out then the left. Nothing happened. She didn't fall. She didn't get any sudden pains. Usagi heart began to pound hard. She ran out of the infirmary, her legs carrying her to the Slytherin common room.

Usagi didn't understand it. Why could she suddenly feel her legs? Even her mother, a witch, couldn't restore the feeling. She had been taken to various doctors, but the results were still negative. It had something to do with the first night she came to Hogwarts. She tried to remember, but her head began to pound painfully. Why couldn't she remember? Did something happen? All she knew was that something weird was going on, but God, did she feel whole again. She finally had her legs back.

She smirked. When she was in the wheelchair people walked all over her. They made her feel like shit. Like she didn't belong with them, but now things were different. No one was going to walk all over Usagi Serenity Riddle.

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She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.

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Usagi walked into her room, making sure no one was around. It was her first day of class and she still hadn't gone. She decided that she would go to the afternoon classes, too many things had happened within two hours. She went into the bathroom and grabbed a pair of scissors. She then began to untie her odangos.

Usagi starred at her reflection long and hard. She had changed so much ever since the accident. She used to be so bubbly and happy, and now look at her. She was bitter and jealous. She no longer had the life she had always wanted. Isn't it funny how one thing could change your life forever? And then there was this new situation. She was walking.

She was actually walking.

Just thinking about all this made her heart pound. For so long she had waited for this day. She had almost given up hope. Usagi smiled at her reflection before cutting her too long hair. When she was done, her hair reached to the middle of her back. She shook her head, loving the feel of it.

"Usagi, look at yourself. You've changed so much over a short period of time. You've been through things someone at your age shouldn't go through", she told herself.

She walked out of the bathroom tying up her hair. She glanced at her clock seeing that it was lunch time. She smirked, wondering what the student of Hogwarts would think of her now. She grabbed her books, before dashing out of the room and towards the Great Hall.

For the first time since the accident, Usagi ran. She ran just like the track star she was. She loved the rush and the adrenaline pumping through her veins. Usagi began to slow down, the Great hall coming into view. She took a deep breath before pushing open the doors and walking in.

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She's lost inside, lost inside...

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"Isn't that…?"

"Hey! That's Riddle!"

"What happened to her?"

"She looks different"

"What about her legs…?"

"I thought she couldn't walk…"

Usagi smirked slightly, knowing that the student body was wondering about her sudden recovery. The thing was, she was wondering the same thing. All she remembered was that she wanted to talk to her father.

Usagi suddenly screamed, clutching her head as if it was about to explode. Her head felt like it was on fire. It hurt so badly. She couldn't see. She tried to step forward, but fell forward. The last thing she heard was a man's insane laughter.

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She's lost inside, lost inside...

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