The Wrong Potter

Chapter 1

Hayley POV

"Hayley, are you alright"

That's my little sister Abigail, Abi to me. She is the closest family member I have.

"I'm fine Abi, you need to sleep" I say

"But your not sleeping. I'm not going to sleep I till you do" she says

"Abi, your 10. I'm 13. I'm allowed to be up later. You on the other hand need sleep" I say tucking her in

"I'm sorry the forgot about your birthday again. And I'm sorry I couldn't get you a present" she say

"It's okay. You shouldn't have to. Just having you're company is present enough" I say tapping her on the nose

"I love you Hayley" she says closing her eyes

"I love you to Abi" I say

Today was my birthday, but of course no one remembered. Brandon was having a huge party down stairs with many wizarding families from Britain. But my parents hadn't even said happy birthday to me.

That wasn't uncommon though. They won't really acknowledge that I'm around anymore. You see I'm one of the only potters to be sorted into Slytherin. My grandmother Euphemia was the third ever recorded Slytherin. I'm the fourth.

The problem is I don't really fit in Slytherin house. I could have easily been a Ravenclaw, but I didn't get placed there, it had to be Slytherin. Im passed the point of caring though. I can't wait till Aby starts hogwarts next year. I won't have to worry about her at home.

I'm currently heading into my third year at hogwarts. My twin brother Brandon is also there. You see Brandon is the BWL. And hogwarts fawns around him. He even has the audacity to try and boss me around. Honestly I stopped caring last year.

My best friend Chelsea was one of the first ever muggle borns to be sorted into Slytherin house. We were both kinda hated so we grew closer with our differences. She came from a family where her dad worked a lot and her mother was divorced. She was very neglected.

During last year exams she didn't show up to her history of magic final. I was getting a little bit worried. She didn't show up for any other classes that day either. I walked into our dormitory and found the bathroom door open and a a trail of blood. That was the last day I ever saw Chelsea. When they tried to get hold of her father they got no response. Turns out he died 3 weeks prior in a ministry raid.

Her grave now lies near the black lake. That's where I go when I'm upset. That's the only reason why I continue to go back to school.

I sigh. Another year of hell. I mean it can't get any worse than it already is

I look over to see that Abi is asleep on her bed. I grab my pajamas and get changed. I brush my teeth and crawl into bed