The Story of an Interesting Hufflepuff

by PurebloodStarGleek8101

If Hufflepuffs are supposed to be friendly, loyal, and supportive, then why is the Hufflepuff house so full of lying, cheating, and secrets? Something at Hogwarts has gone wrong, and a very different group of Hufflepuffs are stuck in the middle of it all.

1. Prologue: Gwardison Greets You

I am a strange girl, anyone could say that, despite my normal-looking appearance. I have long (elbow-length), regular, brown hair, with chocolate eyes to match. My skin tone is nothing special, that normal pale, but I still have a tan, Not many people can pick me out of a crowd and want to become my friend, but I still have acquaintances. I am not special, as far as I knew. I was not smart, no musical talent, no ability to cast spells better than the next witch. But I am interesting, in a way that no one but me knows.

First of all, I have a secret, but, then again, doesn't everyone?

Second of all, I have the most retched name: Gwardison. Ew. I know. That's why I have never told ANYONE my real name, and go by my middle name, which is less horrifying: Heather. It is easier to say Heather than it is to say Gwardison.

But, of course, a person has to share secrets if they have them, don't they? Everyone itches to tell someone something that a person doesn't know, right? So there is ONE person on this earth that knows my real name (other than my beloved parents and step-parents, of course), and that one human being is my best (and, sadly, only) friend in the world: Bethany. Bethany has wavy, light blonde hair that reaches her shoulders. Her eyes are gray and cold, but that is the opposite of how she treats people. She is very kind and helpful.

No wonder we both got sorted into Hufflepuff.

Thankfully, Bethany doesn't use my real name. Thank Merlin for that.

But of course, I have other secrets, too.

I'm a young, normal witch with normal parents.

Although my original parents got a divorce and BOTH remarried, I still have close relationships with both. And its not like they were divorced when I was a baby or something and there was a big fight involved, I guess they just didn't feel the young love they had before and split up. My step-parents aren't all that bad, either.

But that is besides the point. I am here to tell you my story of happiness, tragedy, heroes, enemies, lies, and (most importantly) secrets.

Author's Note: This is just the prologue, so it is much shorter than the real chapters will be, so have faith in me and keep reading!