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"Open up you whore!" Scarlett screamed at the picture of the fat lady.
"Never in my life!…I still cant let you in…" The lady held her hand to her chest highly insulted.
"Come on! Its not gonna open without the password." Hannah mumbled tipsy behind the emotional drunk.
"You can let him have it tomorrow, sober." She pulled her cousin away.
"You're fat and no one likes you!" Scarlet still screamed to the painting.
Scarlet had not been this emotional since her father disowned her, it was bad enough her mother never acknowledged her existence. The night she appeared at her aunts house will always haunt Hannah. Her piercing screams mixed of sadness, anger, desperation for hope, shook the house. Her endless tears didn't dry up for days. Finally she woke up out of the trance a few weeks later. She was as bitter as an old woman, and had a temper of dragon. Hannah was her savior though. She was always there for her, the light at the end of the dark tunnel that was her life. They were the opposite, yet the same in everyway. And at this very moment, Hannah new Scarlet gained another crack to her soul.
Due to her ruthless father, and many dickish ex boyfriends, Scarlet regarded men as scum to the world. They were only good for one thing, she had said once, and let god strike her down if she finds a man with pure intensions and kind eyes. Hannah deep down, knew her cousin was starting to regard a certain twin in that category, and he now destroyed that all with one action.
Hannah desperately tried to drag her cousin back to their room, before they were found roaming the corridors drinking. Well Scarlet was still drinking, she held a bottle of firewhiskey, she had stolen from her aunt's liquor cabinet.
"I'm gonna…kick his…..ginger ass!"
"Scarlet, shut the hell up, before we get caught…to late." Professor Snape rounded the corner looked at the two girls arms crossed and an eyebrow up.
"I see you two are having fun."
"Oh tons. Sorry bout this." This wasn't Hannah's first time apologizing for her cousin.
"Just wait!" Scarlet stumbled back towards the Gryffindor tower. " Your gonna wish you were never born Weasley!"
"Weasley?" Snape asked.
"Long story." Hannah sighed trying to get a hold of her running cousin. Yet her herself was barley able to keep steady.
"I'll get her. You go back to your room before you throw up every where." Snape left her there before noticing she was getting quite nauseous. Severus finally caught up with the drunkard pulling by her arm to a near by bathroom. She was also looking green and exhausted.
After her stomach emptied its self of all the alcohol, Scarlet leaned back on the bathroom stall while the black haired professor, watched with a little disgust.
"No one's life is perfect, but I must say mine sucks a little bit. Now I'm not one of those girls who whine and cry how their fat and ugly. I know I'm gorgeous. But I'm also not the pretty girls who cries how she's actually really smart, cause I know I'm average when it comes to intelligence. Yet why does everyone hate me? Cause I'm aware of my faults and gains?" She slurred and looked up to Snape who was listening.
"I was hated for not being magical. I was hated for being beautiful. I was hated for getting average grades. I was picked on by my peers at school. The boys only looked me with lust, and only that. The only person I have is my cousin, who's regarded the same. They are the reason I'm the way I am! I'm a bitch who doesn't give a fuck what everyone says about me cause I know deep down I'm some how better than them….or is it just a front. A barrier that I've made for myself?"
" Most likely both." He said while looking at her with pained eyes. Remembering his bulling in school.
"I like you, professor. Even though everyone calls you a 'bloody git' , I think you're alright." She smiled up at him. The corner of his mouth lifted into a sort of smirk.
"I think you're alright, Rossi. Even though all my female students call you a conceited whore."
"Ouch so hurt." Scarlet stated sarcastically. Even with the age gap, that night both had found a friend.
The next morning both girls had a hangover, Scarlet's more than Hannah's. Hannah managed to pull Scarlet's ass out of bed, and drug her to the great hall.
"Ugh! Food! I'm gonna barf again!" Scarlet rose her hand to her mouth. She gave a glare to her cousin through her sunglasses.
"There's nothing left to throw up." Hannah helped her through the great hall doors. Hannah wore a leopard maxi dress, embellished with gold studs, her long curls bounced to the rhythm of her pumps. Though Scarlet's sick state she wouldn't throw her fashion sense out the door either. She wore an emerald tight dress, that was extremely short, and extremely low neckline. She wore a fitted leather jacket, the sleeves retching her elbows, and black cross leather wedges.
Hannah went to sit with Harry and the others, including a certain red head with a giggling female attached to him like a leech.
"Fuck this." Scarlet seethed obviously pissed. She elbowed the girl in the head as she passed (on purpose of coarse).
"Excuse you!" Angelina yelled. Scarlet turned to face her and everyone else who looked on. Fred stared at her with a blank expression, he had a little bit a maple syrup on the edge of his mouth. Scarlet grinned evilly, walking back, Angelina thinking she was going to apologize. Was she wrong. Scarlet took hold of Fred's jaw, tilted up his head and licked of the syrup. Everyone's eyes went wide, Hannah shook her head, that was Scar for you.
"Had a little something on you mouth there." She told the red faced boy in front of her. That's all he was to her now, a boy that she wished to toy with.