The unwanted weasely. (Rewriting)

Chapter 2 (edited)

I ran into my room and started to read on blood magic. It seemed so cool to be able to learn about forbidden magic. Just as I started to get to the good part I'm interrupted by mother coming into my room frowning.

"You need to talk to me soon enuff, Mappline!!" She growls and picks me up from where I was reading. Luckily I slipped the book under my pillow as she did it so I wouldn't get into anymore trouble.

She screams and shoves me to the wall angrily, "you should've never been born! I only wanted a girl who liked pretty things and wasn't a freakish muggle lover like her father!" Starting to cry she falls to the floor sobbing until she passes out.

Getting up i limp to her and carry/drag her down the stairs and into her room before heading to bed.

two months later

I wake up and throw on my outfit I had picked out the night before.

Walking up to my trunk I point my wand at it, " Pack." Smiling at myself as my trunk packs itself. Over the past couple months I've learned many spells, charms and a bit of curses. I shrink the trunk to fit in my bag and Pick up my fox pup, putting her in the bag as I head down stairs with Fred and George.

From there we head to King's cross

Maple's fox pup

At King's cross
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Mother ushers us towards the platforms 9 and 10 when a young make with black hair comes up to us asking where platform 9 3/4 is.
Glaring at him, I shove the male to the ground before hopping in between the twins carts and ride in between them.

Once we made it to the station I give mother one last glance before heading to a compartment with Ron and the black haired male.

" I'm Ron, Ron weasley ." Ron states with his mouth full. I glare at him and flick him in his forehead. Why must he this annoying. "And this is Mappline my loony sister. Mother hates her but I can't blame mother."

He turns to me grabbing my ears before snapping them in half. The black haired boy looks at Ron confused but I'm beyond pissed. I had to pay for those myself at a muggle shop without mother finding out about it.

Snarling I point my wand at wand and whisper, "Incarcerous!" As ropes shoot from out of my wand and tie up Ron before storming out of the compartment.

As I walk down the compartments of the train, I find an open one before sitting in it. Taking Demon out from my bag, I set her on the seat and pet her as tears fall down my checks. I hate crying, it's a sign of weakness.She yips and curls up on my lap falling asleep. Taking out my phone I look for music to listen to.

No longer than 20 minutes of glorious silence, I'm interrupted by the monster himself.

"So you tied up your brother?" He sneers sitting across from me with two other fat boys next to him.

I simply glare at him.

"Why?" He asks as he motions for the fat boys to leave and gives me a look of sympathy. Sympathy, such an ugly emotion, it can be used for deception. To break someone that's trying to put back pieces of themselves together.

When I don't reply he growls in thrustration and hands me a notebook from his pocket. Writing down bits of the encounter with my twin I return it. He doesn't need to know my business but I feel as though I can trust him a bit, to keep him off my case.

In return he runs his hands through his blonde hair and closes his grey eyes. Letting out a sigh, "So the blood traiters having a hard time at home. Typical" He whispers something to himself.

I open my mouth to give a snarky remark but quickly close it reminding myself of what my mother said about how a freak like me shouldn't speak. Luckily the train stopped and everyone started to get off.

Time skip brought to you by Happy

I've decided that Malfoy wasn't so bad. Maybe it was the fact that my instincts were telling me to trust his snotty arse or that he was much better than my other siblings, excluding Fred and George.

I walk next to him, my head held high in the air.  From hanging around him for a couple of hours, I felt more confident even demon was changing her attitude from being around him.

Demon was snarling at anyone who came close besides Draco and the two fat boys who I know now as Crabbe and Goyle. I refused to change into my school robes since it has no meaning at all. Mrs. McGonagall glares at my and asks, "Mrs Weasley, why aren't you in your robes."

I shrug sticking my tongue out at her. Adults think they are all controlling and all that.

She lets out a sigh of thrustration before explaining this and that. Finally she opens the doors to the great hall and calls us up one by one.

"Draco Malfoy!"

The hat gets placed on his head before shouting Slytherin.

One by one the students get called until my brother is called.

"Ah, another Wesley eh? I know where to put you, Griffindor !!"

After he sits down the mean professor shouts, "Mappline Weasley!"