Chapter 2
I heard a knocking at the door and I got up to open it. I know I looked scary, I had done my best trying to. Between me having a screaming fit and this outfit I doubt anyone would fuck with me. The girl with fire red hair looked sincerely shocked when she opened the door.
"Hello." She started awkwardly.
"I'm Ginny." She told me I nodded and moved to the side allowing her access to my room.
"I'm Chastity, call me Chaz." I told her in a somber voice.
"Wow, this room is really…. Red and black…" She said in shock.
"It's a remake of my old room." I said with a shrug.
"Wait till I get my posters in here." I told her with a sigh and I pictured my soon to be perfect room. With all my books and what not. She nodded awkwardly.
"Well, breakfests ready. Do you think you want to come down?" She asked sympathetically. I didn't know if I was going to be able to manage a fairy tale come to life.
"Well, I'll sure as shit try." I told her and myself as I followed her down the stairs keeping an evil glare all the way down. I saw a room full of people look at me expectantly. What they saw, they were not happy with to say the least.
"Chaz, you can sit here." Ginny said I nodded and sat next to the man named Sirius.
"Hello." He said to me, I looked up and smiled lightly at him.
"Ok who's she?" Asked someone who I believe is Ron.
"I don't know" One of the twins said.
"But all I know is." The other began.
"She's hot." They said together.
"I'm out of your league sweeties, but keep dreaming." I told them with a glare and they looked at me with shock etched on their faces.
"I like her already." Said Tonks I think.
"Don't." I told her simply.
"Someone's moody." Muttered Sirius. I knew I would like him.
"Oh no, not moody. This is my only mood." I assured him getting a laugh out of him and a few others. I then realized something. OH SHIT THESE WERE THE THREE KIDS!
"How long have you guys had people following me?" I asked somewhat angry. I liked my privacy.
"Chaz…." Albus began.
"Opa -as I have taken to calling him for being to lazy to say grandfather or great great grandfather- how long have you had people following me?" I questioned testily.
"A few years." Sirius told me. I sighed and shrunk down in my seat.
"Who." I asked simply.
"All of us." He told me.
"How did you know?" Asked Fred or George one of the two.
"The black haired kid pulled me outta the pit." I said simply.
"What the heck does that mean?" Asked Ginny.
"I fell in the mosh pit, three kids fell on top of me. Nearly trampled me to death, black haired killed pulled me up." I said shrugging.
"I also saw you three throughout the day and the day before. You guys suck at being inconspicuous." I informed them. My voice never changed from its monotone theme.
"But thanks for like saving my life man, I owe you." I told the black haired kid who I assumed was Harry. He shrugged.
"You're father is here." Said Opa before there was the sound of a door opening.
"DADDY" I screamed getting out of my chair and running towards him. He had bags levitating behind him. I jumped up and hugged him.
"WHAT THE HELL!" I then screamed when I realized I should be mad at him. He looked at me sheepishly.
"You don't think you could have fucked my life up anymore, you decided to send me to a fucking house where I don't know anyone and I'm a fucking freak? I woke up and almost fucking went crazy on the poor woman who was just trying to make me tea! I threatened to kill every living creature in this house! Did you ever stop and think 'maybe I should tell my youngest daughter she's a God damn WIZARD'" I hissed at him angrily. I could tell that they were all ease dropping and I saw one of the expandable ears from the corner of my eye and grabbed it stepping on it with my foot.
"Oh she's good." I heard one of the twins say.
"You are in so much shit you're swimming in it." I told my dad stomping off into the room that had been set up for me. Knowing full well that as my daddy he would follow.
"Squirt, you know as well as I do I couldn't tell you. And I didn't want to just drop you here. That was your mother."
"WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LISTEN TO THAT PHYSCOPATHIC NEANDERTHAL WHO IS MADE OF MORE PLASTIC THAN A FREAKING BARBIE DOLL!" I have a major anger issue.
"Honey, I wanted to tell you. I really did. Imagine how it was explaining this to your sisters, and Debbie. Last week was so confusing for them too."
"LAST WEEK! ARE YOU SHITTING ME?!?! THEY KNEW BEFORE ME?" I asked in horror. That was so it. My dad dropped all my things down and I screamed.
"IF ANYTHING BROKE I AM GOING TO LOOSE THE REMENANTS OF MY SANITY WHICH HAVE SOME HOW MANAGED TO SURVIVE THIS HORRID EXPERIENCE!" I warned him
"Honey you need to stop screaming." My dad tried. I growled at him. Yes I growled.
"I want to go home, and if you do not take me home. So help me God dad I will wreak so much havoc you will think this is a remake of Half Past Dead when all the cell mates got out. Under stand me daddy?" I asked bitterly.
"Honey, I can't. You have peoples lives to save. You can't tell me you would let people die." He told me. Fuck he knew me to well.
"What ever. Just leave my shit here. How the hell do you expect me to go to some cock sucking Hogwarts when the most magic I know is how to make brownies?" I questioned. I could tell he was straining not to bitch at me for twenty minutes about my swearing.
"Honey calm down." He told me. I looked him in the eye.
"Fine Daddy." I said venomously.
"Good bye sweetheart, I'll visit soon." He assured me. I nodded and realized he was leaving me here once again.
"I'm sorry sweetheart, you know I love you." My dad said kissing my forehead.
"Bye daddy, love you too." I told him as he left. Oh revenge was so bittersweet. The moment he was gone I ran to one of my boxes and did what I do best. Destroy and rebel. I got my purple hair dye and some earrings and went to work. First I dyed my hair purple. My entire head. It was epic. I then walked over to my mirror. So basically three hours a bottle of hair dye and seven earrings later I was done. I finished straightening my hair -thank the Lord for Opa- and looked at my eleven holed ears, one studded nose, and one pierced tongue, which hurt like a BITCH. But I knew it wouldn't get infected. Never did. There was a knock on the door.
"Chaz?" A timid voice asked. That of Ginny Weasley.
"One moment please." I said when I checked my straightened hair. I heard a small lisp coming from my mouth. Oops?
"Come in." I called sitting on my bed and grabbing the first book I saw.
"I just wanted to… HOLY SHIT." She screamed and I couldn't help it. I broke down laughing.
"Hello!" I said in between giggles.
"I just wanted to see if you were ok." Ginny said calming down from the fit of shock and giggles.
"Thanks. I'm fine. But don't tell people I can laugh ok? I have an image to keep up." I told her smiling she laughed and nodded.
"Gin what happened?" I heard Ron's voice. I put a finger to my lips and she made a fake horrified face. The rest of the teenagers came up and I picked up my copy of the history of Vlad the Impaler. Ron screamed and the other teens looked to see the freak show.
"Next to scream will get their tongue ripped out, and trust me, piercing it may hurt, not having it will just be a pain." I told them making sure the little silver ball in my mouth was visible.
"Why did you do this?" Gasped Hermione.
"Got bored?" I offered.
"It's so dangerous it's going to get infected." Warned Hermione.
"And when that happens, that'll be a bitch. And you'll be able to say 'I told you so.' but that must be a saying you get to say a lot isn't it?" I know I'm being a bitch. But I'm shy, and this is what happens.
"You're a brat you know that?" Hermione told me. I set my book down got up and walked toward her as if I was a lion approaching his prey.
"Yes , Hermione I was actually quiet aware of that little piece of information. I was also aware of the fact that you are at the moment so terrified that you just might start crying. Which I find pointless I must admit. If I kill you now, it wouldn't be as fun. You see I'm much like a Komodo Dragon. I poison my prey and watch it slowly and painfully squirm and die, sometimes it could take days. Before I finally make the kill." I told her smirking.
"Or you could compare me to the mighty Prince of Romania Prince Vlad Dracula, I do enjoy seeing people in pain. You know when he saw a hard working peasant with clothes to small for him. He killed the peasant's wife and presented him with a new one. He locked the poor and ill beggars in a room and gave them a final feast, before lighting the room on fire and allowing them to burn to death. Maybe I am that cruel. Or maybe, I am a sweet girl who volunteers at a nursing home. Who helps old people garden. Maybe I was a smart girl who was taking a college course as a freshman in high school. Maybe. Or maybe I'm a slut who will fuck any guy she sees. Or maybe just maybe I'm a druggie drunk who spends her weekends lightin up and drinking down. Or maybe I am just a waste of space and organs here only because I was put in this horrid situation. Maybe I am all of these things, and none of these things. But you'll never know will you? Because I won't tell because I am as you pointed out. A brat. But I am also a bitch, so please sweetheart. Save yourself and don't make me mad." I told her before stalking off to my bathroom. I heard her huff and puff and leave and I waited a few moments before returning to my room. Where Ginny sat looking half shocked and half amused.
"That was mean." She informed me.
"I'm a mean girl." I informed her with a shrug. She sighed and shook her head.
"Bye the way what does Opa mean?" she questioned getting off my bed and walking towards the door.
"Grandfather." I informed her as she walked out the door. I laid down on my bed as the door shut and turn on my ipod. Listening to the only song that could help me at the moment. "The Lining is silver" By Reliant K.