Disclaimer: The characters belong to J.K Rowling the plot is original.

Did I spell mudblood wrong?

I can't believe this happening I have one more year and I'm out of this family. Know I'm moving to London, England because of one small little prank I mean it didn't kill anybody it just severely harmed a one or two hundred students. I mean no one pressed charges well nobody that still has a normal face at least. I said I was sorry what else do you want from me?

My parents adopted me from London sooooooooo? Any clues as to why I'm going to London? Ding Ding Ding! We have a winner they are hoping to send me back to my birth parents. Not! I've tried to find them before they are untraceable. I don't blame them though I mean who would want me? Obviously not them! I'm on the train on my way to Hogwarts when some blonde haired god walks up and smirks and calls me a "Mudblood" the nerve I'm not a mudblood and even if I where I would still be punching him in the neck and yelling

"I'm not a mudblood and even if I were I'd still be punching you right you good for nothing-"

I was cut off by some ditzy witch that thought she could cast a spell on me Hermione Jean Unknown (I am not giving it away I hate it). Well she had another thing coming.

"If you ever I mean ever try or even think about hurting me again I will not be afraid to reverse that plastic surgery"