Disclaimer: Ugh I'm running out of creative ways to say this... Mornan does NOT own any Harry Potter books, characters, or merchandise, just this one pathetic little fic and character.

Maria: I'm not pathetic!

Zuko: Sure you are. You can't even bend!

Maria: Hey, you don't belong in this fic! What are you doing here?

Zuko: Looking for Katara. She dissapeared.

Maria: Well she's not here.

Zuko: Whatever. Bye.

Mornan: Oh my gosh I love you Zuko!

Zuko!

Maria: What was that all about?

Mornan: I have a major crush on Zuko (hotness!), so I kidnapped Katara so he'd come here.

Katara: Mmm-hmmm-fmmm, mmm-hmmm-nmmm!

Mornan: Yes, I know; Zutara is cute too, I'll let you go once the chapter is finished. Jeez.

Maria: Um, enjoy the fic?

Mornan: And follow the butterflies! (cookies for people who know where that's from!)

Chapter 11: Anyone Else

Maria opened the door to the Slythrin Common Room and stepped through.

"What are you doing here, Malfoy? Go to bed like a good boy."

"I have business here, and I'm not leaving till I take care of it."

"Oh really? Well I guess you should take care of it so you can leave me alone."

"My pleasure." Crabbe and Goyle stepped out from the shadows, cracking there knuckles and grinning.

"You see, Mudlover, we don't like traitors. I always knew there was something wrong with you, and you proved it today. When you made friends with Potter and his little pals. You get the same thing as any Gryffindor slug who came in here." Malfoy smirked.

"Oh, so you're going to beat me up? Not too smart, are you? Aside from the fact you can't think of anything worse than a beating, you haven't realized what I'm doing. You think you're so sly, but I'm the one who can use people to my advantage."

Malfoy stopped smirking and raised an eyebrow. He stopped Crabbe and Goyle. "Alright, you sparked my curiosity. What are you doing? This better be good." He scowled fiercly at Maria, and she just laughed.

"You imbecile. You stole my diary during Potions, and honestly thought I wouldn't know. Then you let Potter steal it from you? I don't know if you intended to let that happen or not, but I don't like it. I'll do whatever it takes to get it back, even pertend to be friends. Nothing you can do will stop me."

"Oh so you think you're so smart? You left your diary in plain reach. Easy. You didn't even notice it was gone! And now you think being friends with Potter will get it back? What will you do, ask politely?"

"First of all, I was preoccupied and wasn't expecting what you were going to do. Second of all, asking would ruin the whole plan. Which, might I add, is far beyond the reach of your comprehension. So stay out of my way, like daddy'd want you to." Maria shoved Malfoy aside and started walking to the Girl's Dorm. Crabbe stood in front of the stairs, blocking her way.

Malfoy and Goyle walked up behind her. "Oh really? Stay out of your way? I don't think so. I have to hinder a Mudlover as much as possible. In fact, I think I'll tell Potter what you're up to." Malfoy smirked again, triumphant, and watched her face carefully for the rise of fear.

If it came, she never showed it.

Maria walked past Crabbe and started up the stairs. "Be my guest. What would it accomplish? He doesn't trust you, I already told him you don't like me, and his Mudblood friend will believe me. Potter would ignore it. You've been outmanuevered before you even thought of a plan!" She turned and gave her own smirk before walking through the door.

Malfoy was left standing at the bottom of the stairs, trying to figure out how to get back at her for all this humiliation. One more thing to add to his revenge.

Maria shut the door behind her with a soft click. The other girls had, miracuosly, already fallen asleep. She lowered herself to her knees and started sobbing silently.

Just like the good old days at Hogwarts, before she had to worry about immediately being discovered.

I have no friends, not a soul at school to talk too, no loving family to come home to. And now I have a jerk who will kill me if he slips a word to Harry. She shook with the force of her caged sorrow, fear, and pure loneliness.

"What could I have done to deserve this? Just tell me and I'll fix it." The whisper barely touched Maria ears before it dissolved into the quiet darkness around her. She lay down on her bed. She thought about her first year, with all the innocents crowding to know the rest. And her, knowing to much for someone so young. She thought about every following year, secluded for her own safetly. Life was all about survival. She lived daily with the threat of discovery, andhad plenty of silent nights to ponder her murderous heritage. And she had every moment to observe the human circles forming around her, to examine the flow of friend's socialization. Examine, not experience. Her soul was alone, a solid wall following her and keeping her from anyone else. Even when she tried to make friends, her manner scared them off. No one knew her pain, and when they saw it in her eyes they couldn't understand.

Harry had the same pain, when I saw him on the train. At this thought, she cried harder. Harry could understand her if she showed him the real her, the girl who shed the emotionles shell when no one watched. And Hermione, she had a trust Maria had never seen before. They could be her friends.

If she was anyone else.

As it was, these were the people she must stay farthest from. Harry was her worst threat, and Hermione had the brains to figure her out.

By the time Maria fell asleep, even the dry spots on her pillow tasted of salt.

Mornan: God, I'm sorry everyone. So deppresing, but this is Maria... Lonely, fearfull and sad. Like the first chapter. She's just been too busy to feel this stuff. But you had to see...

Maria: Shut up... why? Do you have to remind me what I feel like? Do you have to tell everyone what I live through?

Mornan: Wow, now I'm even deppressed. Well, hope you liked it even if it was deppresing.

Katara: sobs

Mornan: Oh yah... man, this ruins the mood. fumbles at knots

Katara: Thanks... listen, don't worry about it. And Maria... good luck.

Maria: Thanks. Listen, I have to leave. Goodbye.

Mornan: Maria, can you forgive me?

Maria: Of course... I know you'll make things alright. Smiles sadly

Mornan:This is my most deppresing chapter. I'm sure it will be, even when I'm done with the whole story. Well, I feel sorry for my empathic readers. See you next chpater.