Well this is my first Harry Potter story, so please be gentle. Anyway, the first chapter is really short and crappy. So please stick around for the others.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters. If I did then I would rich. And amazing.
Chapter 1
My Life Is Ending
"Ruby. Are you ready to go live with your father?" The social worker, Will, from the Ministry of Magic asked me. "No." I replied. "I don't want to see that bastards face." Will just sighed and told me "I'm sorry but you have to go. It was your mothers wish that if anything happened to her that you would go live with your father." I snorted "Yeah sure that's the reason. Why would my mother want me to live with some retard that left her while she was pregnant with me to go back to his wife whom he never told her about? He's a fucking cheater! He cheated on my mother and his wife!"
Will just looked at me and said "I'm sorry but I have no choice but to send you to your father." I frowned and then he said "Just look on the bright side, you get to go to Hogwarts and you get a brother." I smirked sarcastically. "Yeah, great I get to go to a school were no one knows me and I get a brother who will most likely be an ass and ignore me. Perfect, that's exactly how I wanted to spend the rest of my fucking life."
He shook his head and led me over to the fireplace so that I could floo to my new home. I grabbed my bags and headed towards it. The social worker stepped into the fireplace with me and my stuff and then shouted while throwing floo-powder down "Potter Mansion!"
I then felt a wave nausea hit me as I hit the floor of the Potter mansion. I looked around to see a big room filled with expensive things. Great, just what I need. A bunch of stuck up rich bastards! Perfect.
Soon I will meet my new 'family' and have to go though hell! Isn't that great? Note the sarcasm.
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