"Crimson." Her father sternly said.
She looked up at him. "Yes father?"
"I expect good behavior from you. Not like last time, You we're whoring around." Her father spat.
"It won't happen again." She said.
"Good." He said "Now, Say goodbye to your mother."
She turned to her Mother, that had the same opinion on her.
"Goodbye mother."
Her father rolled his eyes.
"Get going."
She gave them a curt nod and went to the train.
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She huffed looking out the trees. It was pouring rain, The weather she loved the most.
She had a book infront of her, trying to distract her from her cruel thoughts. Did they really see me as a whore? Maybe I am. I have to exceed fathers expectations this year. I don't want to disappoint them.
She closed her eyes tight as she felt her chest tightening from the pressure she felt.
She had no friends, Had many enemies that's what she only had. People despise her because of her father, And how many times she tells them that she isn't her father. Nothing could change the people's mind.
People from the Bullet family we're cruel.
Before Voldemort was even born, They we're know as scruny and mean.
If she could only change her family, surname, her name even. She would if she had a the chance.
"Anything from the trolly dearie?" The old woman carrying many treats said.
Crimson turned her head at the old lady and she just shook her head no.
"Oh alright, Have a good day." The old lady smiled.
Something about her was calming. Sometimes when she's buried in her thoughts she wished the old lady would come by and pull her out of her cruel thoughts.
"Oh look! A compartment." A giddy voice came at the entrance.
She looked at the door again and locked eyes with a red-head.
"Oh I'm sorry to disturb you. But me and my friends don't have anywhere to sit anymore." He said "Could we sit here with you? You look rather lonely."
Crimson looked at him. To be honest she just wanted to be alone. But it was getting really eerie in there and it bore her.
But her silence made something flush in him. His ears turned red and also his face.
"O- or w-we could just-"
She nodded her head and sat up straighter.
"Oh. We can stay here?" The tall red head said, with a flashing smile.
She nodded again.
"O-oh thank you." His smile widened.
"Lee! Fred! I found an compartment."
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Fanfiction"No rush, Weasley." She smiled. That's when George's breathing kinda faltered, She was smiling at him. Crimson smiled, yes. But only smirk, or she'll look down while smiling, Hell, It won't even be a complete smile. And she doesn't smile or laugh...