"Your scum! I wish me and your mother never had you Scarlet!" My drunk father yelled throwing me to the ground and kicking my stomach hard. I jerk violently as he beat me. Why God? Why me?!? I thought the entire time. He left me on my bedroom floor bleeding and crying. I couldn't move so I looked out my small window and at the full moon and stars. I had to force myself to stop crying because it made me ache all over. My familly used to be happy. I used to have a familly. I had a mother a loving father and a baby sister but one day my mom took off with my sister and thats when the drinking started. After a while I closed my eyes and layed on the floor. I heard a rusteling sound and foot steps. Oh no! He's back for more! I thought. Instead off waiting threw it I forced myself to pass out. Everything went black and I went into a numb slumber.
I woke up in a white cot. Where am I? I forced myself to sit up and a pain went threw my entire body that was so fermilliar. I sat back on the soft white pillow and took in my suroundings. I saw a lot of beds lined by each other, a nurse lady caring to a fat kid, and medicne. There was a lot of other things but thats what stood out the most. " Deus meus, credo in te, spero in te ,amo te super-" I was cut of from my latin prayer by a mean looking pale kid with white hair, he was kinda hot. "Keep it down mudblood!" He snapped at me. "What the hell is your problem?!?" I snapped back, not in the mood for some guy being an ass hole. His eyes widdend. I was clear that people didn't rarely stood up to him. "What did you say to me?" He asked me. I saw a kid with black hair and a scar on his forhead watching us. "You heard me! I don't know what crawled up your ass and died but you should consider yourself lucky no one has put you in a hospital bed. Witch is suprising considering your adittued!" I snapped and the guy and he stalked out.
"That was bloody brilliant." The scar heads friend exclaimed. I didn't smile at the compliment but I nodded my head in aknoledgement. "Where am I?" I asked him. He looked uncomfertable. "I don't think I should tell you that one. The headmaster Dumbledore will though, I'll go fetch him whats your name?" he asked me. "Scarlet." I said and he walked off. I relaxed into my soft and fluffy pillow and closed me eyes. I wasn't sleeping I was in this meditation state. "So how did you get in here?" the kid asked me. I flinched and my face twisted in pain. I groned and opend my eyes spazaming from pain. I let out a strangled scream and the nurse rushed toward me. I blacked out in a hurry, the last thing I saw was the boy looking at me in terror.
