People were walking all around me. I saw them, but I didn't pay attention to anyone. Some of them looked at me, but I don't care, I'm used to it. People who look at me are divided into two groups : the one who dreams about me every night because I'm pretty, and the dark Lord's fans. Both of them are stupid, they don't get it. If they were cleverer, they would notice that, for the first ones, I'll never be in their life except for that dreams, and the second ones, they'll loose their freedom, the right to say - and even think - their own opinion, and, in the end, their life. If I have to loose my life, I want to be free. So I kept walking through the corridors to reach the Great Hall, my books in my bag, wearing the uniform. My first lesson is going to begin, I have 10 minutes left. So I had two options : leaving now or being late. I chose the second one, listening to my stomach, who was screaming for food.
Great Hall's always been wonderful. Hopefully, the four table were still there - I remember daddy was fearing that after the battle, they would have putted only one big table or a few of them, but with the four houses mixed. I could never eat in front of a Hufflepuff. I finished my toast and hurried up to the classroom - it was charms. I actually love that lesson, it's useful in everyday's life. It saved me a few times, included the one Rusard locked the entrance door when I was out - some meeting made me go outside, don't ask, it's private.
Of course, the teacher gave me a warning for being late. I shrugged. I'm not scared, and being late in a classroom was the first point on my breaking-rules list. Of course, I try to avoid it most of the times - it would be stupid, and I must have good results for daddy being proud of me.
I looked at my fellows, in the class. Merlin, how people can be born so ugly ?! In the other hand, it makes people like me more powerful. It's not vanity, I'm just saying the truth. Being honest with ourself is important, you should know that. Of course, some disadvantages come with it - for example, I had to accept that I'm clearly not sensitive to other people misfortune. I can see they're miserable before themselves, and I sometimes tell them because I'm bored, but it doesn't hurt me. Ok, maybe it's not a disadvantage for me, but you know what I meant.