Life with the Blood Traitors
written by ♫Aequoreal♫
Fanfiction-Beauxbatons student Caitlyn is a proud and Prejudiced Pure Blood. Her family have sent her to study at Hogwarts. How will she cope when she has to live amongst the BloodTraitor Weasley family?
Last Updated
05/31/21
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Chapter 7
My feet slam into a wall and I stumble as I try to stay upright. Once I've steadied myself, I open my eyes to take in my home again. Within seconds, I notice that I am not home. Not even close. I am at the Weasleys.
"Did someone arrive?" Mummy Blood Traitor calls. I hiss as I hear her voice. Tears spill out of my eyes. Before I can wipe them away, the woman comes along. She reaches out to embrace me. "Oh you poor thing, what's wrong?"
No! I don't want your sympathy! I don't want to think that blood traitors can be nice! I've been nothing but horrible to you and you're still kind to me! Am I a horrible person? Have I got everything wrong?
No. I must be right. Right? I've thought like this for over a decade, surely if it was wrong, I'd know. But then again, everyone's always told me I was wrong.
Ugh! It's so annoying! Can't everything go back to how it used to be? How it's supposed to be?
I jerk away from Mummy BT, "I don't want your Blood Traitor germs!"
She doesn't even look offended or shocked, "It's horrible that you've had to go through so much."
I wait for her to scold me but she just keeps hold of her sympathetic smile.
"When you were put in Gryffindor we thought they'd help. We don't blame you. You've grown up surrounded by bad influences, if your parents were using language like that-"
"Don't say anything against my parents! They're good people!"
"- it would be understandable," Mrs Weasley went on as if there had been no interruption. "As it is, I know they are lovely people which suggests that it was friends that have given you these views. You seem like you could be such a lovely girl, if only you changed."
I had tears running all down my front. I've been stupid haven't I? I'm an idiot. I'm horrible.
"Nobody likes me. Nobody would care if I wasn't here. I bet even my parents don't like me."
"Don't talk like that!" Mrs Weasley said sharply. "Of course people would care. You just need to be kinder to people, that's all."
"I... I'll...I'll try."
"That's a start sweetie," she pulls me in for a hug and I start to move away but then I decide to stay. Loosely, I put my arms around her. She feels almost like...
Home.
"Did someone arrive?" Mummy Blood Traitor calls. I hiss as I hear her voice. Tears spill out of my eyes. Before I can wipe them away, the woman comes along. She reaches out to embrace me. "Oh you poor thing, what's wrong?"
No! I don't want your sympathy! I don't want to think that blood traitors can be nice! I've been nothing but horrible to you and you're still kind to me! Am I a horrible person? Have I got everything wrong?
No. I must be right. Right? I've thought like this for over a decade, surely if it was wrong, I'd know. But then again, everyone's always told me I was wrong.
Ugh! It's so annoying! Can't everything go back to how it used to be? How it's supposed to be?
I jerk away from Mummy BT, "I don't want your Blood Traitor germs!"
She doesn't even look offended or shocked, "It's horrible that you've had to go through so much."
I wait for her to scold me but she just keeps hold of her sympathetic smile.
"When you were put in Gryffindor we thought they'd help. We don't blame you. You've grown up surrounded by bad influences, if your parents were using language like that-"
"Don't say anything against my parents! They're good people!"
"- it would be understandable," Mrs Weasley went on as if there had been no interruption. "As it is, I know they are lovely people which suggests that it was friends that have given you these views. You seem like you could be such a lovely girl, if only you changed."
I had tears running all down my front. I've been stupid haven't I? I'm an idiot. I'm horrible.
"Nobody likes me. Nobody would care if I wasn't here. I bet even my parents don't like me."
"Don't talk like that!" Mrs Weasley said sharply. "Of course people would care. You just need to be kinder to people, that's all."
"I... I'll...I'll try."
"That's a start sweetie," she pulls me in for a hug and I start to move away but then I decide to stay. Loosely, I put my arms around her. She feels almost like...
Home.
