The weekend after my heritage was released was a nightmare. What my friends had said was true. Many were constantly making comments, both good and bad. At least the Ravenclaws was mostly quiet about it. Professor Flitwick must have made sure that every Raven was to keep their opinions to themselves. I was very grateful for such an amazing Head of House. The other students though? There was no control over their comments. There were Slytherins who were either reverent, which was a very weird experience, and others who wanted me arrested. What was interesting was that it didn’t matter if they were children of Death Eaters. It was a completely mixed bag. Now the Gryffindors, they were not happy. Many of them were the ones who cursed me as I walked. Nothing about my blood status, just the fact that I am a supposed dark witch. Hufflepuffs mostly stayed quiet except for a few vocal ones. 