There Must Be Some Mistake! Harry Potter!

Ch.5 Howler

I admit I'm still thinking about Draco at breakfast the next day. He couldn't have said "thanks". He hates me. I must have been imagining it. My grandmother said to me once sometimes we imagine the things we want. But I don't want that. I don't want Draco Malfoy.

I sigh thinking back to when my grandmother was alive. She was the only one who still loved me after my sorting. She was originally a Selwyn until she married my father's father and became a Peverell.

 "Charlotte?" George calls me from across the table. I snap back into reality. "Huh?" 

"Did you hear me?" He says. I shake my head. "You've got a howler," Fred says pointing at the red envelope in front of me.  

"Shit," I say out loud. 

The whole table turns to me.  I blush as I pick it up and leave the hall. I keep walking till I reach the edge of the forbidden forest. I really don't want to open this. I don't even really need to open it. I know what it's about. It's about me and Dean. I take a deep breath before I open the clasp. My mother's voice shouts.

"Opal Aurora Charlotte Peverell, How dare you!  Are you trying to destroy our family name? Your brother told us about you and that Thomas boy.  From now on, a boy that you even think about touching has to be a pureblood or else I will bright you straight home and you will be sent to Beauxbatons. You're a disgrace to the Peverell family. Sometimes I wish you were not my daughter."

The letter then rips itself up. A few tears slide down my cheek but after a while, I am full force crying. Why would she say that?I know that I'm not some expert in parenting but I do know that you're not supposed to tell your child that you wish that they weren't your child. I wipe the tears off my face with my sleeve. I sniffle before I hear a voice say "Powerful words". 

I look around before the voice speaks again "Up here". I look up the tree in front of me.

 "I didn't think anyone would be here,"I say with a shaky voice. He jumps down from the tree. I grew up without anyone to love me" Harry says but I cut him off saying" That's not true. Everyone in the wizarding world knew your name. People adored you because you were the boy who lived." 

"But what I mean is that I never knew of that love growing up. And if your parents can't see what a great person you are, maybe they don't deserve you as a daughter." He says playing with a twig. I walk towards him and hug him. The hug is not romantic. There was never anything between me and Harry nor will there be. I mean for goodness sakes he's my cousin. I mean he might only be like my fifth cousin, twice removed, through marriage or something like that but still a cousin none the less. With more tears sliding down my face, and his arms wrapped around me I whisper a quiet, "Thank you." 

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When I walk into potions that day notice something off. Something off about Pansy. She has the hood of her robes up. "It's blistering hot outside why's her hood up," I whisper to Ron. "Just wait," he says looking chuffed. What? Just wait? What in the hell does that mean?

 I sit next to Hermione and start to bring out my books. As soon as Snape walks in I feel a chill run itself through my body. That man has always scared me. My mother, father, and brother adore him. 

But then again am I anything like my family?

He walks towards the top of the class before turning around and saying "Miss Parkinson, pull down your hood."

 "No," she says shaking her head. "I won't ask again," he says slamming his hand down on the table. She swallows and reluctantly pulls down her hood revealing bright pink hair. I burst out into laughter with the rest of class before Snape shouts "Silence". 

I lean over to Ron and say "How did you know?" "It was Fred and George," he says still laughing a bit.

 "Miss Perevell and Mister Weasley this is not the time nor the place for you two to strike up a conversation. 10 points from Gryffindor." Professor Snape says staring at me and Ron. I swear that man hates me. 

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