Expected
People have expectations, sometimes there good, sometimes there bad, but nevertheless they are still expectations. People expected I was to get sorted into Gryffindor, be naive, get average grades, marry some nice guy, and have a bunch of kids. I would be the sort of girl that made her family happy. I used to think that too, and expected it like everyone else. Too bad I didn't reach those expectations. Too bad for Ginevra Weasley...
"Bye Mum!" I called from the train, she didn't notice she was to busy fretting over the twins, Ron, and Harry bloody Potter. Waving to them and blowing kisses, while she just forgot about me. I told myself, she didn't mean to forget you, she thinks that you can take better care of yourself then your brothers. I go find my brother Percy, the other "forgotten" child. As I open the door to his compartment I see him with a girl snogging the life out of her. I shut the door quickly, haha just kidding i'm the only "forgotten" one now. I go look for a open compartment not wanting to be left out by my brothers, and their "friends". I see a compartment with only two boys in it, quickly rushing to it with my stuff, I open the door and ask "Is this seat taken?"...
a.n.: hi! it's me toni, i'm the author of this fanfic.. well if you couldn'ttell this story will be dark at times, but oh whale. If you don't like it, don't read it...i will most likely update twice a week, but fanfiction take about a day to upload my stuff. hope you will enjoy! constructive criticism is welcome, please review:)