The Lost Potter (On Hold)

¤Once the car was emptied Malfoy shoved me off the seat, making me fall and land hard against the floor. I snapped my head up to ask him what the hell was his problem, but was only rewarded with a impossibly hard slap across my cheek. The force of the hit snapped my head right back down as I cupped my burning cheek. Just as tears started to form my cousin spoke.

"You better choose Slytherin little cousin, wouldn't want you to go and disappoint my father would you?" His frozen words rolled off his tongue as he crouched down and gripped my chin tightly. "Oh and don't you forget that you are a mere pesent here. Once people see the real you they'll hate you, and I'll be the only one here for you," as he finished his large hand cupped my good cheek, his words still holding venom.

Then just like that, he stood, tossed my bag at my feet, and left the car. Leaving me alone as tears fell down my burning cheeks...¤