A/N: Sorry it's been like forever since I updated! Persephone is back and I hope you enjoy this chapter :D

WARNING: This chapter is really scary! Don't read if you are easily scared!

It was a dark, lonely night in England. It was raining like the tears of a fallen angel in the sky. That made Persephone think about Snape. He was dark and mysterious and she was sure that there was more to him than what met an eye.

Persephone tossed and turned beneath the inky black sheets. Sleep evaded her like an evasive murderer. She wished she could rest, but Snape and Draco filled her noble mind.

No boy had ever liked Persephone before. All the boys at her old school had liked the popular basic girls with blonde hair who did cheerleading and never read books. She guessed that Draco and Severus were different and that's why they liked girls who were different too. Persephone wasn't like most girls.

She hadn't ever quite understood why they always rejekted her back at Ilvermorny. She'd always tried to be friendly and receptive when other girls walked buy but they would always brush her off and usually laugh at her too; saying awful things about her behind her back! She was a single diamond within a sea of diamantes - that was what her teachers had always told her. They seemed to accept her more. They saw how honest, kind and humble she was. How dilligantly she worked away at all of her essays and tests. She studied with the captivated hunger of an eagle closing in on a weakened rabbit - devouring knowledge like she had not eaten for twenty years! But still. No-one had ever seemed to appreciate her attempts to give advice or explain.

They saw her as interferring, and then made sure she felt unwanted…

Abandoned.

The same way she had always felt since her parents died.

But since she had come to hogwart Persephone could feel her heart beginning to heal. She was appreciated by Lyric and Bastian. But most importantly, she could feel the wings of the hummingbird of love fluttering in her heart. It sang to her in the voice of an angel - and the only angel she could see was Draco. And also Severus.

"Oh, who is the one for me?" She pondered aloud into the darkness. The darkness didn't answer.

The next day, Persephone walked through the corridor with Lyric.
"Where is Bastian" She asked.
"I don't know." Lyric said.
"I wonder where he is." Persephone pontrificated.

"Maybe will will see him." Said Lyric.

Then, they stopped.

There was a strange thrum bouncing off the walls of the hallway. A series of voices that buzzed like the angry wings of a dozen wasps; hurtling towards Persephone and Lyric. Persephone gasped!

Because he was there.

Bastian stood in the middle of the corridor. Surrounded by a circle of BULLIES!

"Hahaha!" Laughed one of bullies as he pushed Bastian Cruelly.

"Stop it please!" Pleased Bastian.

"Hey!" Persephone shouted with the rage of a lion. "Stop bullying him!"

They ignored her. "Shut up." Said one. Another looked disarmed at her beauty and stopped but most of them just blinked and looked away.

"Ha ha!" Cackled another boy. "What should we do now, boss? You're the ringleader after all!" He asked another boy who was tall and blonde.

Persephone marched up to him. This boy had just called him the ringleader, which meant he was in charge. He had to be stopped, and Persephone coud do it. Angrily she pulled out her sparkling silver wand.
"I demand you stop rigth now, you bully!"
The ringleader turned around.

Persephone gasped.

…..IT WAS….

DRACO.

As Persephone stared at him, his face changed from jubilant cruelty to agonized regret.

"No Persephone wait I can explain…" He said desperately. But it was too late.
"Stay away from me!" Persephone whispered coldly. "You're a bully and a liar, and I never want to see you again. I HATE YOU!"

With that she turned and ran with the speed of a cheater, her silver hair streaking behind her like a river of regret.

"Persephone wait!" Called Lyric, but Persephone couldn't have stopped for all the diamonds in the dessert. She ran and ran and ran until she had reached the Forbiden Forest and then she ran more. She needed to get away from Draco, from everything. He had ruined it all for her. She couldnt believe he'd lied. The hummingbird of love sighed deep within her chest. It's wings did not flutter for draco anymore.

Finally she stopped in the dark, dark woods. The trees looked menacing. This was further than she'd ever been in before and Persephone started to feel uneasy.

Then there was a rustling noise in the trees.

"Who's there?"

Persephone looked around and a really ugly half horse man with a fat beard came out the woods.

"Wel ello ello ello what do we have here." It jeered.
"I am Persephone Jewel Granger!" Persephone said bravely.
"Well I am Larry the centeur." Said the horseman. He came closer and Persephone backtracked into the woods. She felt a little afraid. "You are the most beautiful girl in the world and I want you to be my wife."

"No way!" Shouted Persephone. "You can't do that!"

Larry clopped closer. "I don't care what you think…. Hahah there is no escape from me!"
No! Persephone screamed. This couldnt happen!

"I dont want to be your wife!" Persephone screamed.

She felt like a mermaid surrounded by a hoard of sharks. Centurs were more dangerous than any other creature! They were like the worst kinds of clingy boyfriend who thought girls were just property and that they didnt have thoughts or feelings or minds of their own!

Persephone wanted to cry but fought back the tears. She had to be strong! For her dead adopted parents she had to be strong!

"Then…" Larry muttered menancingly, smiling a horrible, sick smile; one that only promised a million nightmares and nothing more than a hopeless world of pain, misery and dragging the poor humble innocent away from those she loved and cherished. "I will have to KIDNAP YOU!" Just as larry the centur had gotten really close, someone jumped into the clearing.

"AVADA KADVARA!" Yelled a strong voice and the horse man collapsed dead.
Persephone turned around, her heart racing like the hooves of the horses. To see the face of her rescuer.

It was….Draco.

"Persephone!" He said, tears poring from his eyes like wine. "Persephone, are you alright?!"

Persephone looked at him. "He was so frightening…."

"I know. But he's dead now." Draco walked over and kicked Larry the centur's corpse with a loud hiss like an enraged goose. "He'll neve rhurt you again."
Perspehone had begun to clam down. "But you shouldnt have come, Draco." She said.

Draco looked hurt. "But I had to help you, Persephone!"

Suddenly she thought about him bullying Bastian. Anger flared inside her like a flare of flame. "I don't want your help! You still lied to me an d bullied my friend."
Draco looked at her. She wondered if he would shout at her, but instead he fell to his knees.
"You're right, Persephone." He said. Tears began to fall down his boble cheeks. "You're right. I am a bully and a liar. And I couldnt blame you if you hated me."
Persephone looked at him. "Draco…. I don't hate you…"
She lifted him to his feet and together they stood as if on clouds. "I can change you."