Hogwarts New Stories: Third Year

"Yes I am."

 

"What makes you think you know you're weak?"

 

"I can't do anything. I can't stop you from hurting yourself."

 

"I'm the only one who can do that... I'm the one that's weak... Not you."

 

Nort set his hand next to hers, a finger gently touching her hand.

 

Conni felt as though a current of electricty was going into her from where Nort touched her, a overwhelming feeling of nervousness washed over her. Unable even move the hand which he touched.

 

Nort moved his hand, holding it in front of him. "Fear in a single touch."

 

"Not your fault... I get scared of most people touching me. Lily... Mum... Dad... David... That's the only people who don't..."

 

Nort waited for her to finish.

 

"That's the only few people who don't scare the sh*t out of me..."

 

Nort looked at her.

 

"My parent's coz they're my parents... Lily because she's saved my life so many times and was the first person to actully like me for being me, not for being a Malfoy... David because he picked me up after my brother, he's just like what my brother should be... Not what he is..."

 

Her, my father, everyone.

 

"Alright." She nodded, placing a hand on his shoulder and turning just enough to look him in the eyes.

 

"Freak!"

Nort was 6 years old. He had just played tag with his friends. He had been runnig on the ground like a dog and tackled the boy. He lightly bit the boy's shoulder. The boys mother ran up and shoved Nort off the boy.

"Stay away from my son, you...you freak!"
the other parents agreed, getting their kids and walking off.

 

"You alright?"

 

"Freak!!!" "Freak."

 

"What d'ya mean?"

 

"I am a freak."

 

"No you're not..."