Chapter 22

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Everything. Everything was different.

As I stood at the entrance to the great hall I felt as though I was looking at an unfamiliar place. There was no music no loud chatter or jokes being made, just silence.
I couldn't force myself to enter the hall for breakfast, I lingered in the doorway. My eyes slowly made their way to the front of the hall where Professor Snape sat as headmaster almost as if he deserved it.

I exited swiftly making my way to my first class which was the dark arts now instead of defence against the dark arts.

"Oh, little miss Lestrange" a voice said as I entered the class

My eyes darted to the front, landing on the figure of a man whom I assumed to be Amycus Carrow

"Early aren't you? Well I'm sure I could think of a few extra credit activities to fill the time" he said winking at me

I glared at him

"That pick up line right there is the reason the only girl you'll ever take out is your sister"

He laughed

"I can see why Barty likes you, you've got fire"

He took a few strides towards me

"But I should've got you" he said slowly moving closer

"You're right" I said forcing a smile

A surprised look was on his face as he leaned in to kiss me. Before our lips had a chance to touch roughly I wrapped my hand around his throat with intense pressure. He gasped as choking noises came from him.

"Try any of that crap on me again and I promise you I will be writing a very long letter to my mother and the Dark Lord" I yelled as he struggled under my grasp

"Stop" he choked out

I released my grasp and he staggered away from me

"Your crazy" he said

I rolled my eyes

"I'm a Lestrange, don't forget it"

A small laugh escaped from him

"oh honey you think your unstoppable because mummy and daddy are the worst? Well guess what? I'm in charge in here and you sweetheart just made an enemy"

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"Duels!!" Amycus yelled to the class

He gave me a dirty look

"First up"

"McNair and Lestrange"

It was clear he was trying to get me back for before, McNair was skilled I'd have to be on my game.

I made my way to the duelling area

I stepped up my eyes falling on Draco who stood close

'Careful' he mouthed to me

I nodded quickly before bowing to McNair and returning to my end

"Begin" Amycus shouted

I held my wand firmly, my eyes were fixed on McNair preparing for any moves he would make.

McNair drew first blood

"Stupefy" he yelled

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