Year 1... Help Me..

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(your POV)


I awoke to my face on a cold floor, scratchy voices appeared around me as i groaned awake, still groggy and disoriented. I tried to stand, but my legs were weak, so i sat on the floor, trying to rub the drowsiness from my eyes. "The little princess is up" A raspy voice said, getting closer to me. I pulled back the best i could, but i got snatched by my hair. I yelped in pain as i tried to grasp at the figure behind me, holding my hair. "I'm sorry, My pet, Would you like me to let you go?" The raspy chuckle filled my head. I groaned in pain as my ears rang, and i felt a warm liquid ooze from my head down my neck. Blood. I fell to the floor as he let me go, hitting my head against the stone. "Get up, my pet, we need to see your father." The voice said, urging me up. I tried to stand but failed, making him angry. "STAND UP!" he yelled, i tried once more and failed again, falling face first onto the floor, the feeling of a bruise forming under my eye filled me with more pain. He picked me up and carried me to a dark room, nothing and nobody but a man in a tunic was in the room, a simple mirror in there too. 

With what happened next, I wished i would've never went to Hogwarts.

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