Paradox • J.Potter •

• IX •

CHAPTER NINE

"The lake"

"In which she's distracted"

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Hogwarts mourned the young Hufflepuff girl. The name Evelyn Monroe would be remembered throughout the years in the minds of the students. But yet I knew she would always be remembered in mine. Her eyes imprinted in my head.

"Fawn? How are you today?" My blue eyes drifted away from the large window. I could see the lake from the small office I sat in. The water dark and enticing and for once the sky was blue and clear.

Even in October

"I'm fine" I replied with a simple shrug of my shoulders and sent the blonde haired woman a simple smile.

It's not that I didn't like the woman. She was ok and she helped me over come the trauma that I had suffered since finding Evelyn. I didn't like that I had to see her everyday.

She was also incredibly condescending

"Have you been hearing any voices today?" She asked and glanced down at her notebook where I'm sure she had hundreds of notes written about me.

"No" I sighed and drifted my eyes away from her notebook to look back out the window. The window seemed a lot more interesting to me today that having to sit down and talk about my feelings.

I'm sick of hearing myself talk

"When was the last time you heard them?" She continued to prod and I had to stop the irritated sigh that wanted to leave my lips. I knew she was trying to help, I knew she wanted the best for me.

But the accident happened a month ago. I wanted to move on and try to back to my everyday life I used to have in Hogwarts. I didn't want to have to sit down with a ministry appointed therapist and talk for an hour about my feelings.