"I USED TO BE SUCH A BURNING EXAMPLE"
"I USED TO BE SO ORIGINAL"
Anabelle Leighton watched the scenery behind the train window unfold, turning to darker greens as the sky became painted a magnificent fuschia. She had long ago blurred out Millicent Bulstrode and Sally-Anne Perk's conversation about their summer flicks with boys from abroad and how Snape was a 'loner prick who doesn't understand the concept of summer break' for giving them such an extensive essay to write.
Her head was resting against the glass, her fingers running over her left forearm where the Dark Mark now rested, hidden under her sleeve. It had been forcefully embedded there not more than a month ago when she and her parents had gone over to the Malfoys for what she had thought to be nothing but "dinner with Narcissa".
"Besides," her mother had said, "the Malfoys are - or well, were - of high stature. And I'm sure Lucius will be able to absolve himself in the eyes of the Dark Lord. It wouldn't hurt for you to get close to Draco, you might marry one day."
But upon entering the Malfoy Manor, decorated with lavish dark furniture, Anabelle had found Lord Voldemort himself to be residing there. The dinner had quickly turned to an inauguration, both her and the younger Malfoy receiving the task of getting rid of Albus Dumbledore. "An honour", her parents had said. Yes, what an honour. And on marrying Draco Malfoy? She couldn't help but roll her eyes at the notion. There was nobody on the planet she despised more than Draco Malfoy, apart from the Dark Lord, of course.
"Ana?" Sally-Anne's voice suddenly pierced through her thoughts, and she jumped slightly. Sitting up from the window, Ana turned toward her friend, giving her as realistic a smile as she could muster.
"Yes?" said the girl. "I'm sorry, I got lost in my head again."
"You need to stop doing that, or people will start naming you the next Loony Lovegood," Millicent frowned. "We were just talking about Pansy. She said that she and Draco are doing really well, that she wouldn't be surprised if he proposed soon."
"Good on her," said Anabelle, turning back to the lake past which they were driving, completely disinterested in this topic of discussion.
"I think she's delusional," said Sally-Anne, "he doesn't even seem to like her, their relationship – if you can even call it that – is completely one-sided."
Sally-Anne Perks was the textbook definition of a pretty girl. With her long blonde locks and azure eyes, she had been breaking hearts of a large array of boys since a young age. She kept a belt tied around her black Hogwarts robe to keep her figure, despised any teacher who gave them homework, and strived on gossip and rumours. Sally lived her life exactly the way she wanted it and couldn't care less about what other people thought of her. An admirable quality in anyone.
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