“Alright, listen up!” I yelled, the whole hall grew silent, Snape jumped up but one of the teachers
grabbed his sleeve making him sit back down.
“I haft to tell you something, I am not a Malfoy! As everyone knows, I was adopted!”
All of them rolled their eyes, “But I have a different last name!”
“No duh Sherlock!” Came a Slytherin, half the great hall burst into laughter’s.
I sighed, someone else called out “What, are you a long bottom?”
“No-” I started but someone else called out
“Who cares who you are!”
“Give me a break!”
“Your such a freaking loser!”
“Tell us who the Bloody hell you are already!”
“Fine!” I yelled,
“I’M A BLOODY POTTER!”
Everyone went quite, whispers, the Gryffindor table stood there with they’re mouths open, but Harry
and Hermione were talking together secretly.
Then all Hell broke loose.
Yelling all over the hall
“STOP YELLING! YOU THINK THIS IS SOME KIND OF JOKE?” I screamed.
“But it’s the not the truth!”
“Yeah right! Says the Potters fake sister!”
“But I am telling the bloody truth!” I yelled.
Ravenclaw, Slytherin, and everyone except Gryffindor moved in on me,
I was being pushed around, “Leave” Shove “Me” Push “Alone!” I was thrown out of the crowd,
“This is an outrage!”
People were starting to group around Harry, teachers were trying to calm everyone down, the only
teachers that remained in their seats, were Snape, Lupin, and Hagrid. All mouths hanging open, I
waved slightly when I dodged a pack of yelling Slytherins,
More yelling, pushing, arguing, I finally made it out of the great hall, wand ready.
I was breathing hard, Lupin walked up, some how, even if he was just in the hall.
“Uh, hi?” I said.
His eyebrows were scrunched together, he had his hand on his chin.
“You know Semira, when you smacked me in the train, you didn’t even notice what I meant to be
starring at, do you?” he asked.
I shrugged, he came up, moved my shirt down lower, revealing my heart scar
“That proves it, see what I mean? Who-Must-Not-Be-Named gave you that scar, just as he did to
Harry, don’t you see?”