THE FOLLOWING MORNING
Willow POV
I am rudely awoken by some awfully loud giggling coming from the other side of the bedroom. I internally sigh. I turn over to see that the clock red 7:32
I still had a an hour before classes started. I'm not really in the mood for breakfast. I'll just go grab my timetable from Snape. God knows he doesn't want to see my face.
I grab my robes and slip into the bathroom. I pull my long hair into a pony tale. Lily was devestated when I came out with brown hair. She really wanted a child with red hair. Even when Abi came along she got the same colour hair as me. She even got the length and thickness
My hair comes down to just above my backside, and is a thick mop. Abi also has long hair. Hers was just shorter but still long.
After second thought I decide to throw my hair into 2 braids instead. It may take longer but it'll pass up the time. I spend a good 20 minuits braiding my hair. I tie them off with 2 green ribbons, and exit the bathroom.
I grab my bag and swing it over my shoulder. Whatever I need I'll just summon it. Reading ahead helps in someways.
I make my way down to the hall and grab my timetable from Professor Snape.
"Listen here potter, you have no business here. When you want food, go to the kitchens, or do us all the favour of removing your presence from this castle"
"Believe me Proffesor, I don't want to be here anymore than you want me here. I'm trying to gift you the absense of my presence but it doesn't work like that" I say.
I see his reaction turned to shocked. He probably didn't expect me to say that. I tear my timetable from his hands and quickly scan over it.
Your kidding me. I have DADA first. Oh god. "Today can't get any better" I mutter to myself
I don't really want to hang around the hall but I don't want to go to dada because I know that if I'm first there he'll ask questions. Questions that I don't want to answer.
I decide to go chill at the black lake for an hour before classes.
At least then I can talk to chelsea.
Sighing i sit next to her grave stone near the tree and just talk
Not about anything specific just about life. About how much I miss her, how much I wish she was here right now. How life sucked. And just stuff like that
"Oh look here's Hayley" said a voice
"Brandon seriously. Lupin isn't here for you to land me another detention, so why don't you shove your arse someone else" I say
"Yeah, your an easy target. But I wanted to tell you first hand. Abigail is in St mungo's" he said
My heart starts racing. I knew it wasn't right. I shouldn't have come
"What why" I ask, my mask dropping
"Dad said she got some serious injuries. She fell down the stairs, 3 flights to be exact"
Bullshit. It was James. Abi never leaves her room. It had to be serious. If my house elf couldn't patch it up then she was in danger
"Okay" I say
"Aren't you going to go" he says
"I'll go after school. Abi would understand" I say
"You really are a failure of a sister" he said walking away
I couldn't care less about his comments at the moment. I need to make it through classes so I can go check on abi. If anything happens to her I'm to kill James.
I make my way to dada realising I've only got 2 minuits before I'm late
I walk into the classroom and the whole class stops to stair at me
Shit, I'm late
"Sorry Proffesor" I mumble
"It quite alright, it only the first day"
It doesn't look like her even marked the roll yet
Once he gets to it, he goes through multiple names. He gets to Brandon's and smiles happily but the next name on the paper made him stair in shock. Given the alphabet I was next. He probably didn't expect me to be here.
"Hayley potter" he says, eyes scanning the room
I raise my hand and his eyes suddenly fill with dread. Maybe he rememberd last night
All I know is that this can't end well
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The Wrong Potter
FanfictionHayley and Brandon potter were twins born on July 31, 1981. When Voldemort attacks Godric Hollow and Brandon is pronounced the boy who lived Hayley gets neglected and even emotionally and verbally abused. after years of neglect, you would look at he...