Chapter 1:
I huddled in the corner while Mistress yelled at me because she felt like it. She bellowed a string of colorful words that an eight year old shouldn’t be hearing, and I cringed as she kicked me.“Get up freak!” she yelled at me. “I want dinner on the table when I come back.”
Dinner was no easy ordeal, cooking for all ten girls and Mistress. I unwillingly got up and walked to the kitchen after she left. As I was finding something to make, I remembered that it was my birthday tomorrow.
Yippee.
As I was reaching for the plates on a high shelf, I gasped in pain from the bruise she had just inflicted on my stomach.
Finally dinner was ready and I walked out feeling very accomplished, when Mistress told me that I couldn’t eat anything myself. I would have complained, but she tortured bit me quite a bit last time I did, so I didn’t say anything.
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I woke up and remembered that it was my birthday and saddened because I knew it wouldn’t be a happy one.
My birthday present from Mistress was no food all day, and punch to the face. She obviously likes birthdays.
Note the sarcasm.
But it wouldn’t change anything. It was my, Elizabeth Lily Holt’s, 9th birthday.
A/N: I hope you guys like this book. And again I do not own Harry Potter, but I do own Elizabeth. Please vote or comment.
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Fanfiction**DISCONTINUED** Elizabeth Lily Holt was 4 years old when her parents died. She was sent to an orphanage and was abused for being a "freak". She escaped and was found by none other than Severus Snape. He brings her to Hogwarts where she is adopted b...
