Quinn's POV
One Week, Five Hours, Later...
Sitting on this throne is a curse, not a blessing. I wish to cry, but crying shows weakness and submission and as a true Slytherin, I do not show weakness. My pride takes control. If I back down I'm dead, if I stand against it I'm dead, the only way to survive is to play by the rules, his rules.
I don't know how to survive. The world doesn't need me and I don't need it. While I sit on my silver throne, my arm resting on the serpent engraved into the metallic substance.
I'm aware of what I do, but I cant stop myself from doing what he asks. He's in control of my body, of my words, but not of my mind.
I'll fight until I escape.
I used to listen to a song. One that sibolized whats happening to me.
This one is for the fucked up, chewed up, spit out, stepped on
I can't live like this...
No luck, no fucks, tough love, half blood
They haven't even tried to rescue me...
Stripped down, beat down, blacked-out, choking
No sound, no crowd, burnt up, broken
I'm not going to let them win...
We're always eager for so much more
Cause reality is a cancer and we've discovered the cure
They took your money and your freedom and your time
They almost took it all but they'll never take your mind
This one is for the beggars
Stand up if you're feeling reckless
They don't understand that we're heartless
We'll never be the same
So we take, take, take 'til we get our fucking way
Beggars
Stand up if you're feeling reckless
They don't understand that we're heartless
We'll never be the same
So we take, take, take 'til we get our fucking way
Take, take, take, take, take, take, take, take
Take, take, take 'til we get our fucking way
Get our way
Get our fucking way
Beggars
Stand up if you're feeling
Get our fucking way
This one is for the sickness, dismissed, brushed off, stolen
Vicious, fearless, force-fed your slogans
Blank words, torturers, tongue-tied
So just shut the fuck up, roll up
Light you and smoke it
Beggars
Stand up if you're feeling reckless
They don't understand that we're heartless
We'll never be the same
So we take, take, take 'til we get our fucking way
Beggars
Stand up if you're feeling reckless
They don't understand that we're heartless
We'll never be the same
So we take, take, take 'til we get our fucking way
Get our way
Get our fucking way
Beggars
Stand up if you're feeling
Get our fucking way
Beggars
This one is for the beggars
Stand up if you're feeling reckless
They don't understand that we're heartless
We'll never be the same
So we take, take, take, 'til we get our fucking way
They wont win. I beat them, and beat them hard...
I'm not 'Little Five' anymore. Watch out bitches, because I'm fighting back, and I NEVER LOSE.
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The Forgotten Twin (Harry Potter/ Twilight Crossover)
RomanceI'm Quinn Swan, but I live in London and attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I'm a 6th year Slytherin, and I come from a pure blood family. I have a twin named Bella, but she's a squib and doesn't know what I am. I don't have many fri...
