Slytherin
written by Hannah Rose
Why? Why do they hurt me so? Why doesn't anyone understand? I'm not bad. I'm still a Slytherin. I can't tell anyone. I have to make them see. AUTHOR NOTE: this books quite sad. ad a little bit dark. Also thanks to Jessica for giving me the idea! The character in this is EXRETEMELY loosely based on her. note the extremely
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05/31/21
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Chapter One- Mudblood Slytherin.
Chapter 1
"Wierdo!"
"Wuss!"
"Mudblood!"
"You sure you're a Slytherin!"
I can't block these words out of my head. They don't understand. It's not my fault. The sorting hat put me here. It didn't have to think that long. Two minutes. Not a hat stall. It just wanted to be sure. I mean. Whose heard of a Mudblood Slytherin?
No one. And they all hate it.
The first years run from me. My own house teases me. Only Hufflepuff seems to like being near me. But somethings off about them. Whatever, not my house not my problem.
Something hits me hard in the back making me lose my train of thought.
"Whoops" Someone sneered. "Looks like the Mudblood's got two left feet." Someone else laughed.
I looked up and saw a face that I never want to see but always do anyway. Levi. He flicked his thick black hair out of his eyes and smirked.
"Try and stay upright will you." He brushed his hands through my dark brown hair. "You're quite pretty for a mudblood. Shame really."
He walked off with a group of his friends laughing as I scrambled up and gathered all my books back together.
A shame? So if I was pureblood he'd like me? Does he really think that I'd be interested in a guy like him?
Because I'm not. He's a bully. I hate bullies.
"Wuss!"
"Mudblood!"
"You sure you're a Slytherin!"
I can't block these words out of my head. They don't understand. It's not my fault. The sorting hat put me here. It didn't have to think that long. Two minutes. Not a hat stall. It just wanted to be sure. I mean. Whose heard of a Mudblood Slytherin?
No one. And they all hate it.
The first years run from me. My own house teases me. Only Hufflepuff seems to like being near me. But somethings off about them. Whatever, not my house not my problem.
Something hits me hard in the back making me lose my train of thought.
"Whoops" Someone sneered. "Looks like the Mudblood's got two left feet." Someone else laughed.
I looked up and saw a face that I never want to see but always do anyway. Levi. He flicked his thick black hair out of his eyes and smirked.
"Try and stay upright will you." He brushed his hands through my dark brown hair. "You're quite pretty for a mudblood. Shame really."
He walked off with a group of his friends laughing as I scrambled up and gathered all my books back together.
A shame? So if I was pureblood he'd like me? Does he really think that I'd be interested in a guy like him?
Because I'm not. He's a bully. I hate bullies.
