Almost the instant I walked in I knew something was wrong. Us Ravenclaws, instead of being our normally perky selves, were looking suspicious and whispering.
No matter, I thought, taking my normal seat at the Ravenclaw table. As I sat down, an uproar started.
Bile rose to my throat as I listened to the insults being thrown in my direction. I felt tears rise and threaten to fall, but I held them back. After all, I can't let them show my reaction.
Something I had learned when I was nine and first got bullied was that the bullies only want a reaction out of you. If you cry, or get angry, or really, show any emotion and response to the torment, it fuels them to keep going. To make your life even more miserable. But, of you don't show emotion, they do get bored after some time.
So I stared at the other Ravenclaws, not allowing any emotion to cross my face. A trick I learned several years ago. I crossed my fingers, hoping that my eyes didn't betray me and let tears fall. I waited for Dumbledore to start his speech, or notice, or anything, but he just kept merrily talking to the staff.
I turned my attention back to my fellow House-mates, who at this moment seemed to despise me. Me, Adrianna Tomas, an innocent twelve-year-old! I did nothing. Right?
Finally, one insult took it too far. I was called a not-so-nice word, that I didn't know at the time.
My eyes betrayed me and tears flowed in a steady stream. I rose from my seat and ran out of the Great Hall and into my dormitory, slamming the door and laying on my bed, face-down. Their laughter at my departure rang in my ears, deafening me.
A reaction? They certainly got one.
A/N: OH MY GOSH GUYS IM SO SORRY I TOOK FOREVER TO UPDATE, AND THIS UPDATE IS SO SMALL! I'll publish another chapter or two today. Again, I'm sorry :( hope ya enjoyed this update, at least!
<3, Grace Nebel