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Written for the first round of the second leg of Hogwarts Writing School. Prompt - Share

WordCount without AN - 112

All She Wanted

All she wanted was someone to share her life with. Someone to speak to, someone to laugh with, someone to comfort and be comforted with her.

Instead she got ridicule. She got teasing and cruel names. She got sly spells and whispered enchantments. She got hurt.

Time and time again.

Was it fate that drew her to that bathroom or that day at that minute?

She didn't know.

Was it her destiny to die on a cold toilet floor, alone in death as she had been in life?

She didn't know.

Did she plan to spend the rest of eternity sharing her anguish with anyone who came too close?

Absolutely.