Like sweet bells, jangled out of time, and harsh.
If you missed me, Sunday evening...
If you noticed I was gone.
If you gave a fucking damn.
I was in the Hospital Wing.
See, I got in. Lying on my bed, and reading Hamlet, actually. And an owl flies in, delivering this note to me...
I read it. It's signed 'Theo'.
And then my body starts to shake. And I can't breathe properly. And my limbs have gone numb, and when I try to walk, I fall. I hit my head. I blacked out, apparently.
Woke up. Hospital wing. Everything ached. Nose still bleeding a little bit - dizzy. Eyes sting. Still can't feel my legs.
And then Madame Pomfrey tells me.
I lost the baby.
Except, fuck you, lost isn't the right word. I didn't lose shit! I'll tell you what happened. That kid - the one I actually wanted despite everything - the one the rest of you didn't even know I had - was taken away from me by three incredibly malicious, evil, sadistic and twisted individuals.
Who?
Yeah, that's right, the note wasn't from Theo.
So I suppose you can guess Death eater 1 and Death eater 2.
But how about number three? How does this involve a third person? Who is it?
...
Star Ruet.
...I can't even articulate revenge, at the moment. I can't tell you how I feel about this girl, or how I want to peel each of her fingernails off very slowly with a red hot poker, and pluck those charming blue eyes out of her pale little skull.
It makes it too comical, you see. Too much a mockery of how I feel inside, which, incidentally: is nothing.
I told Theo to leave, and I haven't seen him for three days.
Last night I slept with Draco because he was the only person who was there, and gave a damn, and listened to me.
...
O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown.
If you noticed I was gone.
If you gave a fucking damn.
I was in the Hospital Wing.
See, I got in. Lying on my bed, and reading Hamlet, actually. And an owl flies in, delivering this note to me...
I read it. It's signed 'Theo'.
And then my body starts to shake. And I can't breathe properly. And my limbs have gone numb, and when I try to walk, I fall. I hit my head. I blacked out, apparently.
Woke up. Hospital wing. Everything ached. Nose still bleeding a little bit - dizzy. Eyes sting. Still can't feel my legs.
And then Madame Pomfrey tells me.
I lost the baby.
Except, fuck you, lost isn't the right word. I didn't lose shit! I'll tell you what happened. That kid - the one I actually wanted despite everything - the one the rest of you didn't even know I had - was taken away from me by three incredibly malicious, evil, sadistic and twisted individuals.
Who?
Yeah, that's right, the note wasn't from Theo.
So I suppose you can guess Death eater 1 and Death eater 2.
But how about number three? How does this involve a third person? Who is it?
...
Star Ruet.
...I can't even articulate revenge, at the moment. I can't tell you how I feel about this girl, or how I want to peel each of her fingernails off very slowly with a red hot poker, and pluck those charming blue eyes out of her pale little skull.
It makes it too comical, you see. Too much a mockery of how I feel inside, which, incidentally: is nothing.
I told Theo to leave, and I haven't seen him for three days.
Last night I slept with Draco because he was the only person who was there, and gave a damn, and listened to me.
...
O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown.