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Anne moaned softly as she walked through the dungeons, keeping to the shadows. "They will pay." she hissed under her breath, slumping against the wall. Some first years were idiots, trying to play a prank on her. She was sure it was that Moore girl, the one who had broken her guitar earlier in the year. "Shellfish, how could she have known?" Anne growled, clutching her stomach.
There was one known food Anne was allergic to: shellfish. And somebody had put it in her food at lunch. All first year, a Hufflepuff, approached Anne. "Go away!" The Slytherin barked angrily. Anne hated this school, and everything about it. But, it was either be with the mudbloods or a super annoying Squib who simply wouldn't shut up. Years ago, Anne might have been 'nice' to her sister Elle, but now the Squib annoyed the heck out of her. She had left Hogwarts over Christmas, and only returned once all the mushy Valentines Day stuff was out of the way. In a way, Anne preferred Hogwarts to home. Things at home weren't going too well, and Elle was part of the reason.
There was one known food Anne was allergic to: shellfish. And somebody had put it in her food at lunch. All first year, a Hufflepuff, approached Anne. "Go away!" The Slytherin barked angrily. Anne hated this school, and everything about it. But, it was either be with the mudbloods or a super annoying Squib who simply wouldn't shut up. Years ago, Anne might have been 'nice' to her sister Elle, but now the Squib annoyed the heck out of her. She had left Hogwarts over Christmas, and only returned once all the mushy Valentines Day stuff was out of the way. In a way, Anne preferred Hogwarts to home. Things at home weren't going too well, and Elle was part of the reason.