 Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?
Ash shrugged at the professor. "Maybe today, maybe tomorrow. Maybe me, maybe my family, maybe my friends. Doesn't matter." He had no EVIDENCE that she was going to be okay. "Please don't tell Rosier that I deserve to get tortured, sir. I KNOW I don't deserve magic. I DESERVE to be back in Australia, having fun with my life like a muggle would. IF the world were FAIR, I would be home by now." And with that, she broke down into sobs. But not before she had managed to growl the words "One day, your privilege is going to come back and bite you. Also, I hope that you never find love." At Emmerson. Because if she survived this year, she was going to come back and get REVENGE. Maybe involving a fight, maybe involving romance, who knew? Only time could tell what the revenge would be. She managed to stop crying, and crossed her arms. "I hate this school, and the whole wizarding world. They've given me nothing but pain. And suffering. But most of all I hate you. How dare you wish torture on a child. If you ever get a new boyfriend, I'm going to tell him you suggested using a curse worse than death on a kid because, and I quote, "I'm a pureblood and I should win."" She was going to make her regret this. Ashley Fox didn't forget. And she felt rage deeply. Emmerson would regret ever talking to her. Unless of course, Ash died. But it didn't matter. She had friends. And siblings. Contingency plans, right?
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