Pureblood .(Harry Potter Love story)

Four

The rest of this book is Isabel POV unless I say other wise. Thank you for readying my story and please leave some feedback. 

Today was the first day of Hogwarts. I went back to the Manor a week before so that way I could still say my goodbyes to my parents. 

I got dressed and walked downstairs to see  my trunck and family waiting for me. 

"Took you long enough." Growled Draco. I glared at him before I stand in front of him. 

"Back off Draco. " I growled. His narrow eyes went to from angry, to scare as they widen. He nodded and grabbed mothers hand as I grab frathers. 

Within seconds we were in front the the brick wall to 9 3/4. Mother ran with Draco, while Father not far behind. I just waited. I was afraid. If I go to Hogwarts would I be like my biological parents. Well, who ever they are. What are they like? Am I anything like them? Did they love me? Did they go to Hogwarts? 

"Isa?" I turn and saw the Weasley. Georgie was smiling, were as the rest of the family were frowning. 

"Hello everyone." I smiled, well, forced one. My whole left side of my face was bruised and my lip was cut. When I got back to the manor, Father was...angry. He didn't like that I went to the Weasleys. 

"My dear girl. Your beautiful face." Gasped Molly. She ran up to me and put her hand on my hurt face. She ran her thumb over my cheek. "Who could have done this to you?" 

"Father.." I told her, looking down at my feet.  

"Oh baby." She looked ready to cry. 

"Mama I'm fine." I told her. When I was 8, I was beaten worse and Freddie and Georgie found me. They took me to Molly. She healed me and cared for me until I was better. She begged me to call her mom. 

"If you say so love." She kissed my forehead. "Alright Percy, you first" Percy went threw the wall. "Fred. You next." 

"He's not Fred I am." Shouted George. I bit my lip to hold back my laugh. 

"Honestly woman you call yourself our mother." 

"Oh I'm sorry George." Fred walked up to my trunck. 

"I'm only joking. I am Fred." He runs threw with George following after. I smiled and ran my trunck threw the wall to see the train. Father was waiting as was mother. Both glaring. 

"Where were you?" Growled mother. 

"A muggle was giving me trouble." I lied. They nodded nd father put my trunck on the train. 

"We will see you at Christmas." Said Mother, kissing my head where Molly kissed me before. Father brought me into a hug which scared me. 

"I'm sorry for what I did. Put you needed to learn. No matter what Isabela, I am your father." I nodded and let him go. 

As I sit with Draco on the train I make sure not to say a word. It's something I learned for being a Pureblood. When the male of your family is talking, you stay silent. At. All. Times. If you break it, they have permission to hit. You let them interduse yourself, and let them speak with interruptions. 

"Isabela. Go get dressed. You wench." Sneered my brother. I winced but nodded. I grabbed my clothes and after putting on my robes I accidentally went into the wrong compartment. 

"Exsuse me." I whispered. When I looked at the mirror I saw that my bruises have gotten worse. My lip was bleeding a little. My white button up was a lot bigger on me and my skirt was a little short. 

"Malfoy. You look terrible." Laughed Ron Weasley. 

"Shut up Weasley." I snapped. 

"Don't talk to him that way. And Ron don't mean so mean." Said a boy with black messy hair and broken glasses. 

"I don't need you to help me." I whispered. With out another word, I was gone.