Hogwarts New Stories: Third Year

"Don't deny that you have thought that I am a freak. My father has even admitted it."

 

"No... I may of called you one a few times but I've never really thought you are."

 

"If you called me a freak even once, you thought, even if for a second, that I was one."

 

"I haven't... I really haven't." She mumbled "Not once..."

 

"Don't try to make me feel better. I even call myself a freak."

 

"You're not, if it's the were-wolf thing then there are loads of others. If it's the fact you can be a little off-the-wall at times you're just unique. Lots of people don't even have half the peronailty you do."

 

Nort looked at her with solemn eyes. "I am a freak. I can't change what I am."

 

"No you're not." She said seriously "You're seriously not."

 

"I have been a freak for 8 years."

 

"You're only a freak if you let yourself think that..."

 

"I can't fit in no matter how hard I try."

 

"You fit in with us, the rest of the House rejects." She laughed "Let's face it none of our little group is exactly Miss or Mister Popular."

 

"Not even with you do I fit in."

 

"You shouldn't want to fit in. Be who you are, not who society tells you to be."

 

"You are normal compared to me. Take away you cutting yourself, me being a werewolf, and your evil brotherl, and I am a worthless piece of sh*t."

 

"No you're not. Don't you bloody well think that you dumbarse." Conni snapped "It's not bloody true and you bloody well know it."

 

"I have been alone. I am alone. And I always will b e alone."

 

"You're not alone, there's people who care about you and as long as there is you'll never be alone."

 

"Name one."

 

"Me." She nodded.