I'm Bridget Hufflepuff. If you hadn't already guessed I'm like special or something because of my last name. At least that's what everybody thinks. And apparently because my last name is the same last name as one of the founders of Hogwarts I'm privileged?! I don't think it's fair whatsoever that people judge me because of this. Maybe it's the fact that Attalie Ravenclaw is one of the most popular and liked girls in our school. Or maybe it's because Adrian Slytherin is the hottest and obviously most liked guy in our school. But I just don't think it's fair. They are purebloods and still heirs to their house. (JUST LIKE ME) yet i'm different? If you haven't noticed by my rambling, people don't like me. They think i'm too soft. They think I can't handle myself. They think that just because my parents divorced when I was little and my mother took me to the United States that I can't do magic. But they couldn't be more wrong. I'm actually head of my house when it comes to grades. Shit i'm head of my grade when it comes to grades. I'm a 5th year. Nothing special bleached blonde hair with dark brown roots. Blue eyes and slightly curvy but not perfect by any means. Now you may think that my intro to this story is totally wacky! And it is. But this is MY story! So I will tell it how I like.Alle Rechte vorbehalten