For You

III. Welcome to Slytherin

TW: abuse

Five Years Later-

I felt a slap go across my cheek, tears streaming down my face as I looked up at him,

"Don't you ever talk back to me like that ever again, do you understand?"

I nod my head, "I'm sorry."

I feel a kick to my stomach and my head hits the ground and everything goes black

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"I know we get a lot of bad rep but being in Slytherin isn't that bad I promise." The tall black haired girl says.

I nod and look down, "Think of me as your fairy godmother this year, everyone needs a friend of the inside right? And who better then a upper class member.

Gemma Farley fellow Slytherin, three years above her, relatively nice, and bound to become a prefect. Gemma had came up to her a few hours after Dumbledore's big speech and after the Slytherin prefects showed the first years the common room and dorms. Gemma found her sitting in the corner fiddling away with her ring looking probably very upset.

"What's your first class tomorrow?"

"History of Magic."

"Great my class is just down the hall from yours I'll walk you." She says with a smile.

Anger had been building up in you, ever since you saw the faces of Cedric, Fred, and George; and unfortunately Gemma was the only one around that you could let it out on,

"I'm not a dog! I don't need to petted,walked, and groomed around this place!" You yell at her, you hurriedly grab your things and room to your dorm room, you slam the door behind you and look down and the letter you've been trying to write for the past thirty minutes now. You didn't know how you were going to tell your parents you had been placed into one of the worst houses in the history of Hogwarts. You grabbed your quil and started over on other page.

Dear Mother and Father,

You were absolutely right Hogwarts is such a beautiful place, and I couldn't be more proud to be her and be your daughter, but unfortunately I have some bad news. I know you wanted to give me the best, I know you wanted me to be the best, and somehow I've been placed in Slytherin. I know it's not what you wanted for me at all, but you know who I am, and you know I'll do better, I'll prove to you and everyone else I'm not anything like him or the other bad witch and wizards who have been placed in this house. I love you guys with all my heart.

Sincerely, Briella Tuft

You put your letter in the envelope and hook it to your owl,

"Hopefully they won't be to mad, right Ross." You say to your owl. You sigh and lay down closing your eyes and wait for you body to shut down. Tomorrow will be a better day.