'Welcome to Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry'
You slowly walk along the dark long hallway, filled with quiet, inoffensive ghosts, silently watching your every move. This is your chance to be a new person, your chance to give yourself a fresh start... They cant know who you really are. it is your secret... You should be seen as 'just another new student'...
A sense of uncertainty hovers over you, as you and other new students walk to the main hall. They see you as a muggle. A mudblood. Seemingly unknowing to all that surrounds you. They know nothing about you or your past...
"There's nothing hidden in your head The Sorting Hat can't see, So try me on and I will tell you Where you ought to be."
On a dark, oak table lay a torn, battered, old hat. You hear your name called, walk up to the hat, and try it on...
You desperately hope that the sorting hat will not know your secret.
.
.
"Hiding something... But for good reason…
Your heart has been toyed with more than once…
You have come seeking vengeance…
Better be...
Slytherin!"
You see your house cheering for you. Your father wanted you to be in Slytherin! Why should you care what he thought? He gave you away because you looked too much like your mother. Your mother was already married to another man when she had you… You deserved nothing better than a life being thrown around from one horrible man to another. They all treated you like dirt… And now you have been placed in the house of that same rotten man who threw you away. Youwill make him pay!
Why should you even be a good girl? Nobody cares about you. Why should you care about them?