You unaware captor had finally reached their compartment, you hear them sigh with relief, "Thank God', you hear them say, "a compartment to myself."
your heart sank so much you felt it in your feet, that voice could only belong to a witch by the name of Lilith Darkbrand, "Dammit!" you thought to yourself,
"Of all the people who could've stepped on me it had to be HER!", you couldn't stand her sarcastic attitude, her laziness in class, and worst of all, she was from Slytherin!
As far as Slytherins go, she was easily the nicest one, she got along well with pretty much everyone, and was surprisingly intelligent, you wouldn't know that from the
way she acted in class, if it was anything hands-on, she did amazing, if it was writing or studying, she lost all interest and either A: tried to distract herself, usually by doodling or by screwing with her classmates, mostly you, or B: fell asleep. Despite the fact that she was incredibly nice, and livens every event up, You HATED her with every fiber of your being, ever since you met she LOVED messing with you, from what you've heard she thinks you some sort of stick in the mud know-it-all who didn't know how to have fun, it infuriates you how smart she is and how much she wastes her time on meaningless bullshit.
But the worst thing, the absolute WORST thing, was the fact that she was the biggest pervert in Hogwarts you'd seen the shit she drew on her spare parchment, and had heard the rumors of the things she had tried, which is why the thought of her finding you was terrifying, you didn't want to even think about what she would do to you if she found you like this.
She sat down on her train seat, and put her feet up, opened a book and started reading, you tried to peel yourself off of her boots, you then heard her close her book and you looked over and saw her start to untie the boot next to you, you panic and started forcing yourself forward and managed to fall off the sole of her boot and bolted to the cracks of the seat cushions and hid, she took off her boots and sat them next to the seat, put her feet back up, and started reading again.
You started to weigh your options, on the one hand she could very easily help you, maybe she would put aside her love of messing with you and take you to Dumbledore, or some other powerful wizard, then you remembered that you were on your way back to Kings Cross, maybe she could take you to your family, then you remembered that they were on an important diplomacy trip to the Magical Congress in America and would be back till after you start you next year in Hogwarts
On the other hand, you wanted nothing to do with her and started thinking of places to hide, you couldn't stay in the cushion cracks for the entire train ride, she hadn't notice you yet, but she has a tendency to notice things that shouldn't be there, you could jump into one of her boots, theres no way she'd see you there, but as you're walking towards the edge of the couch, you caught a whiff of her socked feet, collapsed and started gagging, you couldn't believe how bad they smelt, it was like she had just got done running a 3-mile race and hadn't taken her boots off since, the musk was so thick near them it was like a fog, you abandoned your plan of jumping into her boot, the smell would be even worse down there.
You jump as you here her make a curious noise, you turn shaking as you look to see if she found you....
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