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Not becoming friends with those who humiliate me was rule number One. Rule number Two was to show up to the cafeteria after avoiding it all day.
If I don't, then they'll think their laughter got to me.
When I showed up, the room went utterly quiet. It was the quiet Harry felt before the arrival of Dementors in the train. Heads turned to stare at me. They whispered and laughed loudly.
Ignoring them all, I joined the queue. The room was dead silent still, like they were waiting to see what I'll put on my plate.
Initially I thought I would take less. Why should I eat only half, though? Who are they? Their opinions are as worthless as their future.
That being said, I filled my plate with the portions I usually eat.
I avoided those in the queue gaping at my food and started my
