Written for the '*2015* New Years Millionaire Fanfiction Resolutions & Goals Competition' - Founder's Era

Also written for the 'December Fanfiction Scavenger Hunt Competition' - A Founder's Era fic about someone other than founders.

This is about a made-up sister of Helga Hufflepuff :)


Liar

My sister is cruel.

I despise her like nothing else.

"You're a squib," she would say. "You just wouldn't understand."

Understand? Understand!

I was her best friend before them. I loved her before them. She noticed me before them.

"Helga," I would say. "Please let me join you. It sounds fun."

She would look at me with an expression that clearly said, 'my friends won't like you. You don't belong. Hogwarts is going to be a school of magic. You're a squib.'

I laugh in her face.

The 'House' she arrogantly names after herself represents traits she does not own;

Hard work – She hasn't lifted a finger her whole life.

Fair play – She won every game we ever played by using her magic against me.

Patience – She would apparate to the shops which is a two minute walk.

Kindness – She would tell me I was a freak being the only one in the family without magic.

Tolerance – She did not tolerate my 'squib tendencies'.

Helga Hufflepuff; one of the four faces of the fantastic new school 'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry'.

A slacker.

A cheat.

A hypocrite.

A fool.

A bigot.

A liar.

And if that is the type of traits a hundred generations of witches and wizards will be build upon, then I am truly glad for once in my life to be a squib.

oOo The End oOo