"She's far too pathetic to be a proper witch," a snarling female voice just seemed to spit out, not lacking in conviction.
I pressed myself against a wall just around the corner, face wet with tears, but I dared not stop wipe them away. I deserved this. I was a mockery to those around me, no better than filth to be tossed away.
"You think that's the end of it?" Another voice, now male, said with a chuckle. I covered my mouth with a soft gasp. Was this not the boy that had complimented my hair ribbons mere hours ago?
"She's a poser, fausse. I must admit that I cannot stand the sight of her."
One of my hands shakily clutched the fabric on my chest. It was a struggle to breath, to find the will to even attempt it. It would have been much simpler if I had just chosen to let go.
The sudden flood of consciousness overwhelmed me and I found myself gasping for air, hand still grasping for the pendant at my neck. The cold comfort of silver soothed my sense almost immediately. My gaze cautiously scanned my surroundings.
I found myself in the familiarity of an empty compartment on that blasted train.
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Of Moon and Stars | Luna Lovegood x Female OC
FantasySelene never thought much about what the meaning of love was. What did it matter anyways when you lived a torturous life at the hands of vain and selfish girls and boys that wanted nothing more than to break her for reasons unknown? A second chance...
