She walked in her room as she arrived. 𝓛𝓮𝓷𝓪 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓯𝓸𝔂 girl are you here?

What the hell is wrong with her ?

Where are Lena and Xena? Damn this girls are always useless

Broken pieces under the rug A thesis of all I've loved Reeling in the aftermath I wish that you could take it back Burnin' in my lungs again The taste of your carcinogen Every breath, a feelin' I'm gettin' good at healin' Ooh, ooh, ah, I hear them crying, crying Good girls, good

Why the hell does everyone think I'm in love with Potter? Or why did everyone say I was dating him? What's wrong with you guys... And why the hell does it hurt so much when I hear his name? I'm confused.

She walked though the hallway it was late but she didn't care.

No I don't have much time

Jeimy you fucked up. I can't believe I have to be with you! I swear I tell Tom!

I told you don't touch me ! Fuck off! I have enough of this shit.. I don't care if tom gets mad! It's over asshole! I'd rather be punished with crucio than have to put up with you for another minute.

Jess made her way through the tall grass, lost in thought, her coat brushing against damp branches as she went deeper into the forest. The mist still hung between the trees when she reached the familiar clearing—the place that had once belonged only to her. A smile flitted

Mattheo had caught her in the corridor as she wandered aimlessly through the halls of Hogwarts, her gaze vacant, as if she herself didn't really know where she was going. His heart sank something was wrong.

Jess' footsteps echoed dully through the empty corridors of Hogwarts. The moon cast pale streaks through the tall windows, shadows dancing across the stone floor. She pulled her cloak tighter around her shoulders, feeling the cold settling inside her as well as outside. What the

Since Tom had called her, Jess went out to him. She saw the Dementors as she approached the forest. Her instinct told her to follow them. As she drew closer to a clearing, she heard the screams of the Dementors and someone else. Jess stepped closer to the clearing, her steps

The Dementors' shrill screech echoed across the clearing as the silver figure pushed them back deeper into the forest until they finally disappeared into the shadows. Jess gasped for breath, sweat burning on her forehead, her knees threatening to give way. But the Patronus held

Jess struggled with a emptiness that no one but her could see. On the outside, she appeared cool, controlled, almost indifferent—but inside, chaos reigned. It was as if someone had torn out an entire chapter of her life. She knew something was missing, felt it like a wound that

bad communication ends a lot of good things

//I don't have the desire for this shit op today 😭