This is another fan favorite I used to do. Yes I'm changing some of it

And adding more

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I remember a time when it was all good. That was before I went to Hogwarts. But I must say that it wasn't that great before that either. I mean my aunt Ginny and Uncle Harry were always kind to me, but now they don't even talk to me. My parents have always treated me like a spare tire, so it's nothing new. But now they won't even say good morning to me anymore. Not to mention my cousins, they are really rude to me now. Precious James, gets all the girls, but is never satisfied. I'd like to tell his parents what he does at Hogwarts. I guess I'm only bitter with him because there is this girl I like, but she hates my. I think it's because I'm in Slytherin, but I don't know. Albus is always a lost cause, there's no use for him. But he has my sister hating me now too. Rose, little Rose, my parents adore her. "A fine Gryffindor" they always say, then there's a look at me. It's not even my fault I'm in Slytherin, I was only curious.

I was with my sister as we walked to the train, she was already in school. My dad had told me "If you get into Slytherin I'll disown you," But my mother yelled at him, she said he was only joking. But I always wondered why everyone in my family hated Slytherin, it just seemed like a house to me.

As soon as I got on the train I asked Rose:

"Do you want to find a seat with me?" She laughed and said she doesn't want to sit with her little brother. I wondered the corridors look for an empty compartment. There wasn't any and I was at the back of the train. I had nothing to do, so I sat in the way back one, but there was already a boy there. He had blond hair and pale skin, and as I walked in he looked at me.

"New here too huh?" He asked as I sat my stuff in the chair next to me.

"Yes" I answered.

"This is my first year too. What house are you hoping to be in?" He asked. He kept asking questioned no one ever cared to ask me questions before.

"I don't know, My parents say Gryffindor is good, and Slytherin is bad.' I told him. He looked at me strange.

"Slytherin is a great place, my father always said." Then he went on a long explanation about the place. It started to sound interesting. By the end of the train trip, I could tell we were friends. As we left our compartment he said:

"I'm Scorpius Malfoy" And he stuck out his hand.

"I'm Hugo Weasley" and I shook it. He looked at me.

"A Weasley? My father told me about you guys, hanging out with the Potter's we really hate them" Scorpius said.

"I hate them too, no one ever really talks to me, I think they all hate me too." I said sadly.

"Well your my friend and that's all you'll need, I'm sure father will like you, not your hair though, but I'll fix that."

Scorpius's hair was sleet and laid nicely on his head. Mine was an ugly shade of red, and in a small Afro. I don't know why it does that, but I never really cared about my hair.

Finally we reached sorting, I could see my family, not even looking at me. I watched as Scorpius was sorted, he was put in his place as Slytherin. After a lot of names mine was finally called.

"Weasley, Hugo" The Professor said. I walked up nervously and put the hat on my head. I waited for a long time, so I finally thought to the hat.

I know it's up to you where I go, but I don't even know, so you may not be able to read me, I thought to him.

You're very curious I see, he told me

Yes I am, I thought happily to him. I don't know between Gryffindor, and Slytherin. My friend told me Slytherin was good. I'm not sure really.

I've been putting your family name into Gryffindor for years now, you're the only one who ever thought keenly of Slytherin. You seem very interested in that house's ways. Do you want to try Slytherin? The hat asked me.

Well I've always wanted to do something that made me noticed in my family, so yes! I'd love to try! I thought excitedly to him, how nice it would be to finally do something that made me stand out in my family.

Very well then, the hat said.

"SLYTHERIN!" He yelled out to everyone,and I took him off. I heard the Gryffindor table clapping, why were they clapping? Did they think I'd actually go there? But they stopped as soon as they started, and the hall was quite. I could hear whispers of "A Weasley?" and "There must be some mistake." But above them all I could hear, and see, my friend Scorpius cheering loudly at the Slytherin table. Then soon all the whole Slytherin table was clapping. I ran down and took my rightful place next to Scorpius.

"I knew you were a Slytherin!" he yelled, thumping me on the back. I don't know why, but I was getting the loudest cheer of all. After having a lot of Slytherins congratulate me I looked over at the Gryffindor table, where my family was. As soon as I spotted them I gave them a thumbs up. Rose had her head in her arms, Albus looked dumb with his mouth wide open and looking shocked, and James just looked at me and turned his head. I thought they would be happy for me, but they looked embarrassed of me. I didn't get what was so wrong all I was in was a house.

But I was too happy to care, I was finally different. Then as Professor McGonagall restored peace, Scorpius leaned over to me.

"Now we can fix your hair" and I smiled.

I remember that day clearly, I wrote to mum and dad to tell them, but they never wrote back. I was always saying hello to my relatives in the corridors, but they didn't even give me a look. I also remember going home from that year, walking with Scorpius, we were having a good laugh about putting gum secretly into Jame's hair. He had taught me to be tough, and taught me not to think so much about things. Like not to care that no one in my family talked to me. He always said I had him.

We were walking towards his father, I was finally going to meet Draco Malfoy, Scorpius told me so much about how cool he is. All I could say about my father was that he lived up to the first three letters on that word. F.A.T.

"Father, this is Hugo, a Weasley child." Scorpius told Mr. Malfoy as we went up to him.

"Hello Mr. Malfoy, very nice to meet you." I said politely.

"He's a Slytherin father, a Weasley, a Slytherin!" Scorpius exclaimed. Mr. Malfoy smiled.

"Hello Hugo, I've heard a lot of you. Sorry about you parentage, I'm glad you taking the right route, you'll be a very fine Slytherin." He held out his hand, I had only shook it for five seconds before I was yanked away.

"Dad!" I yelled as I was pushed to the side.

"Stay away from my son" My dad, Ron told Mr. Malfoy.

"Now I'm your son!" I yelled to him, but he pretended to not hear me. Instead he started to drag me away, I resisted.

"You're always welcome at the Malfoy Manor" I heard Mr. Malfoy yell to me.

I don't know why my mother cried at the sight of my hair. It was only now a little longer, it went to my ears and I had bangs. And it was straightened, I liked what Scorpius did to it. I also don't know why my father was so keen to drag me away from Mr. Malfoy. He almost forgot me at the train station.

My family is weird they're just mad that now I stand up for myself, Scorpius taught me that. We have been friends for three, heading on four, years now. We'd be going into the fourth year as friends. I started to smell food. I always have to smell it, no one will tell me it's dinner time, they've ignored me for so long. I walked down stairs to see the entire family there. My Aunt Ginny and Uncle Harry and all their children. Yet as I came downstairs they all stopped and looked at me. I have been a Slytherin for three years now, but they still act as if it's something new. I took a seat at the far corner of the table close to no one. And ate what I could.

They all talked around me, not even letting me into a conversation. I did not care thought, I knew that soon Scorpius would invite me over, and I'd stay at the Malfoy's, they were my only family, really. Mr. Malfoy treated me as a son, as thought me and Scorpius were twins. Scorpius loved having me over, he said I was like a brother to him. And Mrs. Malfoy treated me like a son too, always feeding me, and taking me and Scorpius out place, and buying us whatever we wanted.

But my daydream was interrupted by my dad.

"Right son?" he asked. He never called me son, let alone talked to me, I was surprised.

"What?" I said.

"We were all discussing the fact that you dirty up our great names with your Slytherin blood. And we were wondering if you agree" James said rudely. Albus snickered.

"Very funny James, tell me does having a side kick make you feel tougher? I'd like to see you without Albus." I challenged, I knew he hated Albus being called his side kick. James was heading into his sixth year, but I could still take him down.

"Why don't you just run to your Malfoys?" James questioned me.

"I will, it's better then being under the wing of my mother all day. And FYI James, the blood that runs through also runs through you. My father is related to your mum remember? So that means Slytherin blood runs through you too" I informed him. He stood up.

"Never" he said darkly. He thinks he's so tough, always having Albus back him up.

"Indeed" I smirked.

"Both of you sit down, we are not fighting here" Aunt Ginny said. James obeyed, I didn't, I don't listen to anyone. Instead I left, and started walking up stairs.

"He's a nutter, he is" I heard Albus say. I quickly turned around and wiped my wand out. He was going down.

"Hugo, dear, put it away. And James, apologize to your cousin." Aunt Ginny warned. James only muttered something of a "Sod off." I on the other hand, decided I'd had enough and walked up to my bedroom. No one but me knows how much I wanted to do it. Father Malfoy taught me how, just a few simple words and he'd be dead. But then I have to think, he is my cousin after all. Even if I hate his guts.

I could have done it. Father Malfoy said he could get me off if I did magic outside school. He was at the top of the food chain at the Ministry. So was Grandfather Malfoy, but I'm too good of a person. Plus Scorpius never taught me how to curse without feeling, I'll have to ask him to teach me that. Little did I know that time would come faster then I thought.

It's weird, actually. How a family can completely turn their backs on you over something as petty as a House ruling. I don't care what they think actually. For the first time, I have friends. Actual people who like to talk to me, not like when I talk to mum or dad and they pretend to listen. Or somethings don't even try and pretend.

I stole Rose's owl (since my parents didn't get me one. Didn't get me a pet at that.) and wrote a letter to Scorpius.

Hey Scorpius,

This is Hugo, I'm having a lousy time here. Do you think you could come over to hang out?

Hugo

I sent the owl on its way.

"And who do you think you're writing to?" A voice from my doorway asked me. I spun around quickly, knowing I would be in trouble.

Poor Hugo

Let's see his life get better though

Hoped you liked it

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