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The little Chloe let out a huge sigh as she forced herself to sit at the table. Ever since the attack she had kept to herself more and stayed pretty quiet other than her group that she stayed close with. She had failed this term in her eyes and there was no way the professors were going to let her come back to Hogwarts and even if they did would her parents? Once her Uncle got wind of what had happened (if he hadn't already) he would go right to her parents and boom she'd be done, she just knew it.

Putting her arms on the table and hiding her face she thought maybe she could just go invisible if she tried hard enough, but then, of course, she wouldn't, she barely got spells right this term. Both her parents were brilliant at school and so far this term she knew one thing, the sorting hat got her very wrong and she'd never be able to live up to her prefect parents names here at Hogwarts, plus on top of her academics, her cowardly ways with the attack, she also failed her entire house at Quidditch this term. Instead of being the greatest first year to play seeker she became the worst first year to play seeker.


Was it over yet?