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Fire – The numbers up the top, before the title is the prompt number… So… That's the reason they jump around a bit…
31.
Depressed
Your brows are furrowed and your lips are twisted into a frown, while your quill is threatening to drip and wreck your work and you can't help but bite your lip when you notice you're getting no where fast.
You resist the urge to tear the parchment to shreds and curse them with all your might. You sigh, carefully running a hand through your hair before you reread the page again, and again after that.
You hear him snicker from the Slytherin table and you can feel your cheeks and neck flush red. Harry and Ron, across from you, grow pink themselves and they sneer back at him. Your gaze flickers to him and you sit up straight when you notice he's striding towards you.
"Lost again Longbottom? No surprise, it's probably best that you're going to fail this year. You might succeed in killing us next."
You grow redder and slowly shake your head at Ron and Harry as they move to stand and they glare and sit back down.
You can't help but stare sadly at your essay, scribbling down another sentence.
An hour later you're two inches closer to completing your task, but his words from before are still ringing through your head, battering your brain in painful stabs that make your head hurt and your eyes sting.
After a few more minutes you admit quietly to yourself as you scribble out a word, "It's true."
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