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Anna's morning classes were more then a little stressful, she was having trouble with potions again, and she wasn't the type to go up and ask for help. Plus who would help her these days. It wasn't like the gryffindors were running to help her anymore, since she started dating Atticus in september. Before all the gryffindors were running to help her, since she was the younger sibling of Wood, the nicest guy in their house. Plus it was a loyality thing, and they just hadn't gotten used to her dating a Malfoy. Anna wasn't the type to ask the ravenclaws for help, why make them look even smarter. She wouldn't want to do that. It wasn't like any of the other huffies were intellegent enough to actually come up with the right answer when even she couldn't. So Anna was alone, out to solve the answer herself, and she still wasn't getting it. Atticus could help her, he always did. He was always there for her. She really liked him, she knew that wasn't the plan, but what could it hurt to fall in love. It wasn't like she'd hate herself if they're relationship actually went somewhere. He was rich, and sweet and could provide the life that she always dreamed of.
Moving her way through the dark damp dungeons, she day dreamed being married and living in the large Malfoy Mannor, even though she knew that Atticus would never get the chance to live there. Anna wasn't even really paying attention to where she was going, and didn't realize she was running straight into a wall. She rammed it head on and dropped all her books. Falling to the floor rather ungracefully, Anna was upset. Her back was hurt and she wasn't even sure she could stand up, and yet her classmates walked past. Not a single one of them bothered to help her up. Anna knew that if someone she knew fell, she'd help them up, but no one would bother to help her. It's not like she was a leper or something.
Getting up, Anna started to rush toward the great hall, nothing could get worse in her day. Not now at least. She needed a calming hand, someone to help her through the rest of her day. And he was in the Great Hall, if anyone could help her, Atticus would. Making her way to the great hall she tripped up the stairs. This just wasn't the day for Anna's normal graceful cofident stride. She picked herself up again and finally made it to the Great Hall. Scanning the room for a friendly face Anna made sure that her skirt looked alright. There wasn't a whole lot of dirt to wipe off from her spill in the dungeons. Finally she spotted the smile of Atticus and made her way over to him, seeing something that she didn't need to see. Not after the day that she was already having. And she thought that things couldn't get any worse. "Atticus?"
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my di.rty little .secret., tag: Atticus
