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Chapter One.

Hayleys POV

Im Hayley.. Hayley Riddle. you're probably thinking "great, she's probably a bitch" well your not wrong in some ways, in other ways you are. i'm no way near as bad as my fathers... i'd throw up if someone told me i was anything like that fool... my mother on the other hand... i don't know her, she left before i was a few weeks old, my father doesn't tell me why he just says it was all her fault and she chose to leave and told me he would never chase a bitch like her, but i for some reason don't believe him, there's something about the way he talks about her, i wonder what happened a lot, but i don't get upset due to her absence since i don't know her at all... and i only know the vile things my dad tells me, but i chose to not believe him since his whole mindsets kind of fucked up.

I'm 16 by the way, my birthdays February 11th i go to Hogwarts, it's a school of magic.. sounds crazy i know, it's summer break at the moment, i have about a week left until i have to attend for my 6th year, i don't like being at home, my fathers always drunk and treats me like a toy i guess you could say, i love him though, i have too, he's my dad, he's raised me and i'm grateful for that, whenever he gets wound up i sit in the big green chair in the corner of my room and read, i like reading, i personally think it's a way out, an escape from this strange world.

I also like to go shopping, especially in the muggle world, i'm quite intrigued to know how different their life is compared to witches and wizards, my dad doesn't like muggles or well anyone unless they're a pureblood, i've never understood why, they're still people, i personally don't care about anyone's blood status, it doesn't make them any less of a witch/wizard, think about it, Hermione Granger in Gryffindor, she's very smart, extremely smart, and she's a muggle born.. or a "mud blood" as my stupid dad likes to say.

You've probably already guessed what house i'm in, Slytherin just like my father, he definitely would've kicked me to the curb if i was sorted into any other house he likes pure blood Slytherins and that's it. nothing more nothing less, they are the only 2 things i can get up too, his expectations are too high.

I think that's another reason why i enjoy school a lot, as well as reading it's an escape from this reality, getting a book out and scanning the lines as if i'm actually their... i love it, the same with school, the work, the reading, and don't get me wrong, i love DADA (defense against the dark arts) it's fun... i love learning about self defense and the hexes and jinxes, dueling is my favorite, i get my anger out on the other people, i've never once lost a duel and i don't plan on doing so, whenever dueling i think of my father, the way he treats me and everyone around him... it's a strange coping mechanism but it works, i won't let him nor his expectations ruin my life.

I had a sister, that's right, had well i still see her she just doesn't life with us anymore, On our first day at Hogwarts when about to be sorted she was sorted into... Ravenclaw... my father despises her and kicked her to the curb, i tried to stop him, she was my twin... i see her at school but she lives with a foster family... i miss her daily, we where really close, my father hates when i talk to her and forbids her from coming near our house let alone inside to visit. even as we got older he still wouldn't let her, he caught me hanging out with her one day after school, i brought her to our house as my father wasn't supposed to be home for hours and i personally think she has ever right to visit, her names Jade by the way. Anyways invited her over and i heard the door slam open, i was scared since i knew it was him. he walked in and glared at me, he opened the door and screamed for her to get out. she left straight away.. as soon as he closed those doors i knew what was about to happen... he grabbed me by the neck and threw me to the floor, and started to punch and kick my already broken body.. but i kept it to myself and decided to not tell anyone, i knew if i did he would lie and it would all just come down on me like a ton of bricks. i love him, i know how stupid that seems to say but he's still my blood. As much as i try i can't push him away, he's not always so bad... he's thrown me parties made me cake, he's been a good dad at times too, it's just... when he drinks he's a whole new person, but that's okay because i believe that things will work out and he'll improve... i hope.