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Y/N was walking back to the Gryffindor dorms after the quidditch match. Gryffindor had obviously won because they were the superior house. After the game, Dumbledore awarded Gryffindor 50 house points because of Y/N's excellent cheer-leading. Y/N smiled, but on the inside she was crying. No one understood how emo and dark she was deep down inside.
Just before she got to the common room she felt someone grab her arm. She whipped around to stare at the person interrupting her deep emo thoughts. It was Harry Potter; star player on the Gryffindor quidditch team and Hogwarts' resident emo boy.
"Hey Y/N," He muttered shyly.
"H-H-Hey H-H-Harry," Y/N replied looking down at her shoes
'I- I saw you at the match today. . . Your cheer-leading really inspired me. . ." He also looked down at his shoes as he stuttered.
"Oh! Really? I'm glad I could help."
"I hope you don't find this too forward, but. . . well- I just. . . I noticed you seemed a little bit. . . sad." He rubbed the back of his neck and bit his plump, pink lip.
What! Y/N was shocked. No one had ever seen inside her dark soul before. Was it possible that Harry. . .understood her? No! That's silly, no one could ever understand her. She listened to MCR, there's no one who could relate.
"I'm fine, thanks for asking," she replied.
Harry hesitated before replying, "Oh, alright then. If you're sure. . ."
"Yes, I'm fine." Y/N turned and walked away. Harry didn't follow. "Of course he's just like all of them, he doesn't actually get me." Y/N thought as she ran into the common room with tears glittering down her face. She bumped into a tall, jacked figure who snapped her out of her downward emo spiral. It was Cedric Diggory, the captain of Hufflepuff, and the night's biggest loser.
"Oh em gaursh, I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there! What a clumsy klutz I am." She started crying even harder and the tips of her hair turned black. They only did that when she was spiralling into mega-emo mode.
"Calm down love, are you alright? I didn't see you there." Cedric looked down at you from way up high with his piercing, but caring brown, chocolatey eyes.
"No, no its totally my bad." Y/N's hair began to turn back to its usual golden banana colour.
"HEY! WHAT'S ALL THIS THEN?" Y/N heard someone yell from across the common room. It was George. His face was flaming red, just like his hair.
"UNHAND Y/N YOU FILTHY HUFFLEPUFF." George screamed as he let out an alpha roar. He lunged towards Cedric and slammed his rough and calloused fist right into Cedric's cheek. Cedric retaliated by grabbing the other boy's ginger locks and throwing him to the floor. The two boys began fighting while hurling insults at each other.
"BOYS STOP THIS ISN'T YOU! GEORGE LOOK AT ME! CEDRIC LOOK AT ME! THIS ISN'T WHO YOU ARE. I KNOW YOU BOTH. LOOK AT ME THIS ISN'T YOU. PLEASE YOU'RE SCARING ME!" Y/N screamed as she cowered to the side.
After hearing this both the boys immediately stopped fighting and backed away from each other.
"Please, promise me you won't fight again." Y/N asked with more tears in her eyes.
Both the boys mumbled a promise and the crowd quickly dispersed.
Y/N ran up to her room to cry about the day. Her calming presence and ability to make boys stop fighting was a curse. It meant they never saw who she truly was. She fell asleep crying and knowing that she was truly alone in this world.
However, in the shadows someone was watching her. A certain snake who maybe knew just how she felt.