Chapter One
Running
p Malfoy stood there looking me over. I never call him Father always Malfoy. He never earned that title from me. I stand strait backed and proud. Just like a Malfoy should be. He slaps me on my face the pain little fairy needles dancing across my cheeks . I can't here his words I don't want to listen. Finally he stops speaking hits me on the face again and leaves. p p As soon as he leaves I slouch over falling onto the Leather chair. I stair around at his study, looking at the many books he wanted me to read. I was a shame to the Family not only was I in Hufflepuff my grades in potions were some of the worst. I am a clumsy oaf. I get up to maybe try to study, but I trip causing a waterfall of books and old Parchment. I hear my fathers foot steps coming closer and closer. pI don't know what to do. There is no where to run and then I remember the fireplace, floo powder. I point my wand create a magical fire, run into it hitting my head and then yell. " HUFFLEPUFF COMMON ROOM!" I didn't know what else to say. I felt a jolt but only to realize that I hadn't been clear enough, just as well Hogwarts was probably barred to the outside. pI felt a jolt and then my head started to spin, in my frantic rush I had forgotten how much floo powder nauseates me. I landed with a thud, in the last place I wanted to be. pI feel my rump hit straw, the landing is not easy however and I land with a THUD! "Oww!" I rub my bottom. I brush myself off and look around, I had arrived in a quaint little cottage. It appeared to be made of straw. On the other side of the room a small cauldron is boiling. A small straw cot is in the right corner and old piece of parchment lays on a small rough wooden table. I walk closer to it, curious to if it was something more than just a piece of parchment.p
p Malfoy stood there looking me over. I never call him Father always Malfoy. He never earned that title from me. I stand strait backed and proud. Just like a Malfoy should be. He slaps me on my face the pain little fairy needles dancing across my cheeks . I can't here his words I don't want to listen. Finally he stops speaking hits me on the face again and leaves. p p As soon as he leaves I slouch over falling onto the Leather chair. I stair around at his study, looking at the many books he wanted me to read. I was a shame to the Family not only was I in Hufflepuff my grades in potions were some of the worst. I am a clumsy oaf. I get up to maybe try to study, but I trip causing a waterfall of books and old Parchment. I hear my fathers foot steps coming closer and closer. pI don't know what to do. There is no where to run and then I remember the fireplace, floo powder. I point my wand create a magical fire, run into it hitting my head and then yell. " HUFFLEPUFF COMMON ROOM!" I didn't know what else to say. I felt a jolt but only to realize that I hadn't been clear enough, just as well Hogwarts was probably barred to the outside. pI felt a jolt and then my head started to spin, in my frantic rush I had forgotten how much floo powder nauseates me. I landed with a thud, in the last place I wanted to be. pI feel my rump hit straw, the landing is not easy however and I land with a THUD! "Oww!" I rub my bottom. I brush myself off and look around, I had arrived in a quaint little cottage. It appeared to be made of straw. On the other side of the room a small cauldron is boiling. A small straw cot is in the right corner and old piece of parchment lays on a small rough wooden table. I walk closer to it, curious to if it was something more than just a piece of parchment.p