The stereotype that all Slytherins are bad has always bothered you. But now you can only think that this is true, the mark on your arm proved it.

Too many tears had already been shed because of this, now all you could do was be alone in your deep depression.

No, Marlene wouldn't leave you like that

And then the only person who was with you at your worst moment was her, even without her knowing what was happening to you -- you were afraid of telling her and she would leave -- she remained by your side. Holding you, saying gentle words as you cried in her arms.

But that didn't last long, until one day you slept with her. In the morning, you woke up and you could only see Marlene sitting on the edge of the bed looking at you with teary eyes, the sleeve of your coat was rolled up and the brand was showing.

"Why?"

Was the only thing she could say, with her voice choked and her hair disheveled