-AARON BACKSTORY TIME BECAUSE YES AND I'M THE AUTHOR-

I am a girl. I was born a boy. That's a fact, to me anyway. My pure blooded family would have never accepted that, so I never told them. When I arrived at Hogwarts, a scared little first year Slytherin, life was hard. But into a month of suffering alone, I met Thomas Jefferson.

He said I would be able to join his group, and they would make me awesome and popular. Thomas was so innocent back then. The first year Gryffindor. Although, unlike me, he had made friends quickly, and had already established his mark on the school.

I joined his group. I decided, with my new friends, I could tell them I was a girl. 

"Thomas," I had started one day around the end of May, or early June.

"Yes?" Thomas had asked me.

The rest of the group was there too. All of them had their eyes on me. I took a deep breath.

"Um, I-I would like you to call me by my pronouns of she/her," I had stuttered nervously.

"Is this a joke?" Thomas had asked.

"N-no," I said nervously.

They all stared at me for a second, then burst out laughing. The entire group was laughing their heads off at me.

"Whats funny?" I asked.

"You aren't a girl," Charles had said.

"Yes I am," I said confidently.

"If you are a girl, then you can't stay in our friend group," Thomas said.

I had opened my mouth in astonishment. These people had accepted me my entire life, and now that they know I was not a boy, they wanted to kick me out. The most confusing part was that Maria Reynolds, a girl, had been in this group from the start. What Thomas against trans people? 

But I knew what I had to do. If they didn't accept me for who I was, they they'll just never have to talk with me again. I cast one last glance at Thomas, my closest friend, then turned around and walked away.

"Where are you going?" Thomas asked.

"You told me to leave if I'm a girl," I had hissed.

The next two months where worse then ever. I was bullied by random people I never met, beat up and left to bleed on the floor. I remember the Schuyler sisters helping me one day.

"Come on," Eliza had invited me to her table to sit next to her.

I had nervously sat down by her. That's when I had spotted Thomas glaring at me. He stood up from the Gryffindor table and walked over to me.

"Aaron," he had whispered when Eliza was looking away.

"What?" I asked.

"Do you want back into our group?" Thomas had asked.

"Yes," I replied, not lying at all.

"Then admit you're a boy, and throw that pie in Eliza's face," Thomas instructed.

"Why would I join the group again if you won't let me be who I am?" I asked.

"Do it or we send more bullies your way," Tomas threatened, then walked off.

I had looked back at Eliza. She had been kind to me, but I wanted to be back with Thomas. He was a great friend to me, even if he was cruel at times. I picked up the pie slowly, my eyes not leaving Eliza. She laughed at me as I picked up the pie.

"Your gonna eat all that?" She had asked.

I bit my lip, then slammed the pie into her face. The entire table went quiet, and I looked around, seeing Thomas nod in approval from ten feet away.

"Told you he was not good," A Ravenclaw whispered.

"Nasty Slytherins are never good news," Another commented.

I stood up and walked to the Gryffindor table. A couple girls ran past me towards Eliza, I recognized Angelica, she was a Slytherin along with me. On her way to Eliza, she cast me a death glare. When the Gryffindor sister ran by, she kicked my shin hard enough that I almost fell to the ground.

I regretted what I did. I regretted it so much. Over time, I got closer with Thomas and his group. They shaped me into someone else. I was Eliza's worst bully, I was a master of causing humiliation to random students. Everyone feared me. 

That fear everyone felt for me, made me feel... powerful. Special. Included. Like I was somebody who could leave a mark. When Thomas started to do those... things, to Alexander, I felt sick. That was terrible even for him. The group had done many things like this to girls, and I always made sure to stay away from that part. 

It was disgusting. And the look on Alexanders face made me want to throw Thomas off a cliff to save him. I didn't do anything though. Then came the day of the battle on the island. The battle where Eliza kicked my butt so hard. She was merciless.

I understood her. I had tortured her for years. I had been riding on my broomstick while she chased after me, blasting spells. I had already been bleeding from when she had hit me with a rock earlier. One spell hit me directly in the back, and I had fallen into the lake. I remember that moment like yesterday. I wasn't always a good swimmer, so I immediately started panicking.

I tried to swim up, but I was barely able to do anything. The black water surrounded me. Above, the only thing I could see what the flashes of multicolored lights. I was about to use a spell that would blast me up and out of the water, but I suddenly felt my wand slip out of my hand and drift away deep into the lake.

I closed my eyes, accepting my fate. I ran out of air, and began to breath in a bit of water. Then I felt someone grab my hand, and I was being pulled upwards. Once I was back on the island, I blinked and looked up to see Eliza. 

"I-I'm sorry," I stuttered, my lungs hurting as I talked, water spitting out of my mouth.

"You are not. You are a heartless monster," She said, kicking me in the side. "But I would never be able to kill anther human."

"Thank you," I had said, my voice stronger. "I wish I could explain all my actions to you."

"Why don't you? Why don't you tell me your sad orphan story about how you where abused and turned yourself into a bully?" Eliza asked. 

"Thomas did it. He made me," I had said, sitting up.

"Oh, really? He made you smash that pie in my face? He made you trip me down THREE flights of stairs and break my leg? He made you cut my hair off in class?" Eliza asked, tears building up in her eyes.

"Yes he did," I had said.

Eliza glared at me through tears. 

"You made my life hell," Eliza stated, aiming her wand at me.

"And I regret every bit of it," I had said, starting to cry myself.

"THEN WHY DO IT?" Eliza yelled, her voice wavy from tears.

"I-" I started, but couldn't find words.

It really had been my choice, wasn't it? I had wanted to join Thomas's group so much, and I had decided to do those things. 

"Exactly," Eliza had said, then she approached me.

She walked up to me, bent down to meet my eyes, and punched me in the nose. I heard a crack, and felt pain erupt over my entire body. I realize now that she could have done so much more damage to me. I would have. I would have let myself drown.

Thomas ruined everything for me. And I found myself smirking when I witnessed Alexander claw Thomas to pieces. Nobody knew it, but Thomas had ruined everything for me. Sure, I might have felt powerful and good about bullying, but that wasn't me. That was Thomas's manipulation.

The day that I decided to sit next to Eliza was very nerve racking for me. I had quietly joined her at the Ravenclaw table, while Lafayette and Hercules where walking over to join her as well.

"Can I make it up to you?" I has asked her.

"Y-you want to make it up to me?" She questioned.

"Yes. I'll do anything," I had said quietly.

"You wan't to change?" Eliza asked.

"Eliza, don't waste your time on him," Hercules has said as he sat down with us.

"Yes," I ignored Hercules.

"That's good enough for me," Eliza said, grabbing a chicken leg. 

"W-what?" I asked.

"You wan't to be a new person? That's good enough for me. If you wan't to change, then I'm giving you one chance," Eliza said, taking a bite from her chicken.

"Eliza, hes just trying to get close and then destroy you," Lafayette said in his french accent.

"I'm giving him a chance," Eliza hissed at Lafayette.

"Why do you have to be so nice to mean people?" Lafayette asked, putting his face in his hands.

"Thank you," I had said.

"One. Chance," Eliza said, taking another bite of her food.

I had felt so good about that. Especially the day she accepted me. When everyone in the group officially accepted me, and decided I wasn't bad. That was also the day I had confessed I was a girl. 

"Cool," James Hamilton had said. I really liked him.

"Shoulda told us sooner," Peggy scolded me.

"I-I thought you wouldn't accept me," I stuttered.

"Why wouldn't we accept you? Have't you noticed we are pretty much all gay?" Lafayette laughed.

"I am Asexual, thank you very much," Angelica said.

"I am straight," Eliza said.

"I am Bi," Alexander pitched in.

"I'm Pansexual," Peggy said.

"Yes, we know Peggy," Angelica rolled her eyes. "You yell it every time we see each other in the morning!"

"Speaking of, I forgot to this morning," Peggy said as her sisters covered their ears. She stood up on her chair and yelled at the top of her lungs, "I'M PANSEXUAL!"

"What I meant to say, is we are almost all LGBTQA+ and we are the most accepting people can get," Lafayette explained.

"I love you guys," I had said.

"Awww," They all said, except Alexander, he never liked me.

"Weirdos," Benedict had said as he walked by.

Me and Angelica both threw french fries at him. Then the entire group laughed together. I love all these people so much. 

And that concludes my cheesy story about my sad life.