Mudblood

Chapter 3: Attacked

Fan fic recommendation of the week: Hit and Miss by Pigwidgeon1706

Writing schedule: (if I don't upload on these days, message me to do it and shout at me)

Monday: The next generation: arranged

Tuesday: Absolute Clarity

Wednesday: Absolute Clarity

Thursday: Mudblood

Friday: The next generation: arranged

Saturday: Freeeeeeeeee! ( I don't upload)

Sunday: Mudblood

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"Let the feast begin!" proclaimed Dumbledore once the sorting had finished and my mouth gaped open. Plates upon plates of delicious-looking food had appeared on the once empty planes. Pansy looked at me with amusement,

"Didn't expect that?" she laughed

"Well I was raised by muggles even though I have pure blood." I said

Everyone stared at me.

"You were raised by muggles?" Daphne asked me.

"Yeah?" I responded, confused. "My parents were both magical and there has never been any non- magic blood in either my adoptive or biological family." While they were all staring at me I piled some pork chops onto my plate. "Starting to get uncomfortable guys." They looked away as I said that and I smirked.

Once the plates where clear, desserts appeared in front of me. There were mounds of ice cream, plates of tarts, treacle, strawberry and the like. I scooped some vanilla ice cream into a bowl and drowned it in chocolate sauce. While I was eating, talk turned to family.

"My mum's a widower." Explained Blaise "All her husbands disappear after we inherit their wealth." Everyone laughed.

"What about you, Rebecca?" asked Daphne "I want to hear about the muggles."

"Well… I was sent to an orphanage at about a one month old." I inhaled deeply "My mother died in childbirth and my dad only realized I existed when I was about seven." I spat in disgust. "That bastard. Anyway, fast forward a couple of years and I was adopted by the best people." I said the anger in my voice slowly fading as I remembered them "I was with them for about five years before my biological dad killed my dad and blamed it on well, my other dad and them claimed custody." The venom in my tone was back "when I was eleven I ran away from that shithole."I laughed emotionlessly "I collapsed outside of my adoptive sisters house I got taken in by our muggle parents." I finished my story and they were all staring at me.

"First years follow your prefects to your house common rooms! Off to bed now" called Dumbledore once the hall was silent.

"Follow me first years!" called a burly 6th year from over the crowd of Slytherins. Draco, Blaise, Theo, Pansy, Daphne and I followed the prefect down into the dungeons where he spoke to a flat expanse of wall.

"Serpent." He said quite clearly and the wall slid in two. The Slytherin common room could appear cold and harsh to some, but to me it was homely. A fire was flickering and casting light on the plushy loveseats and armchairs. The walls were draped in emerald and silver satin. Bookshelves lined the walls. The volumes looked interesting and I couldn't wait to get my hands on them, but I restrained myself.

"The boys dormitory is to the right, the girls to the left." He said calmly over the heads of the first years. "Your trunk is at the foot of your bed; feel free to unpack if you want." He walked over to a loveseat by the fire and relaxed. Pansy, Daphne and I, along with two other girls, headed up the left staircase and found the room that the boy was talking about. Pansy had already claimed her bed and was getting changed behind the silk hangings. I wondered over to my bed, pulled the hangings around me and grabbed the pajamas from in my trunk. Once changed, I pulled the covers over myself and snuggled down. I was asleep in a few minutes.