The next morning, I got lost on my way to the great hall. It didn't help the Malfoy had pointed me in the wrong direction. When I got there the mail had already arrived, and I noticed that Fred and George were arguing over something. I made me feel even more of a yearning to be at that table. I slowly shuffled my feet to a seat in the Slytherin table. As I sat down I kept staring at the Gryffindor table, feeling a pain in the pit of my stomach.

As I got my schedule, I noticed that I had Herbology then Transfiguration. I noticed at the end of the week he had Double potions with the Gryffindor. I groaned, even though he knew that Professor Snape would have to favorme because I was in Slytherin.

Then I got an idea, what if I try to talk to Professor Snape about transferring to another house; it was worth a shot.

I finished eating quickly, and went back to the Slytherin tower to grab the things I need for today. As I was walking back, I felt a hand reach out and grab the back of my robes. The hand dragged me into a broom closet, and I heard someone mutter lumos.

A light came on, and I saw the grinning faces of Fred and George. A breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What's going on?"

"Here, mum sent you this," George said, handing me a thin envelope.

I looked at him and asked, "You dragged me in a closet for this?"

"Yeah, we can't be seen talking to a Slytherin," Fred informed me, and then added, "even if you are our brother."

"Gee, thanks, did mum send you all a letter?" I asked.

"Yeah," George said, pulling out a thick envelope.

I looked at his thick envelope, and then at my thin envelope. Fred placed his hand on my shoulder and said, "Mum is probably just telling us things not to do. I'm sure with out all that, our letters are smaller then yours."

"Thanks," I muttered sadly.

"Hey, buck up," George said. "Mum still loves you."

"The question is, does Percy still love me?" I asked.

"He, is well, getting used to the fact we have a Slytherin in the family," Fred told him, trying to make it sound nicer then it really was.

"How are you two adjusting?" I asked.

"Well, we still like you," George told him, "but we are very confused. How did this happen?"

"The hat said something about my strong desire to be different from my family, and then he said, Slytherin," I told them.

"Now, why wouldn't you want to be like us?" Fred asked.

"Well, I don't see the point of dragging a family member into a broom closet," I joked with them, only not smiling.

"Like we said, we can't be seen talking to a Slytherin, so if anyone asked we beat you up," Fred said, but he could have been joking, it was hard to tell.

"Well, good luck," George, said as Fred and George went out of the broom closet.

I waited amount and walked out, too. I heard the bell ring, and stuffed the letter in my bag, and ran off to Herbology.

Herbology was boring, and Malfoy kept throwing beans at me. Transfiguration was dull too. After the two classes, I made my way back to the Slytherin Tower. As I entered the common room, I got glares from every single Slytherin. I got some supplies and then went to the library to gat away.

I saw Hermione Granger sitting at a table, and I didn't really want to talk to someone like her, but I was desperate.

"Hi, Hermione right?" I ask, greeting her.

"Yes, Ron is it?" She asked back.

"Yeah," I told her. We didn't say anything for a moment, till I asked, "So, why are you in the library?"

"I'm studying for Transfiguration," Hermione told me. Then she asked, "What about you?"

"Doing homework for Transfigurations," I told with fake excitement.

"Oh, how is that class, I haven't had it yet?" She asked.

"It's all right, a little boring, but all right," I told her. Then I asked, "What classes did you have today?"

"Oh, we had Charms, and History of Magic," Hermione told me.

"You're lucky," I told enviously

"About what?" she asked.

"You're in Gryffindor, I would love to be in Gryffindor, or any other house," I told her.

"Slytherin can't be all that bad," she said, trying to console me.

"No, it is," I told her. "I can't believe the hat put me there, if I wasn't in Gryffindor, then I should have been in Hufflepuff."

"I don't know why I was in Gryffindor, I think I should have been in Ravenclaw," Hermione said.

"Do you at least like being a Gryffindor?" I asked.

She looked down, feeling bad for me, and said, "Yes."

I didn't know what to say, so I pulled out the letter from my mum, and read it.

Dear Ronald,
How are you? Your father and I are happy you got into Hogwarts. We hope you have a nice year. You will always have a home with us.
Love,
Mum.

My heart dropped again. My mother and father loved me, but they were treating me differently already. I could see my mother trying to restrain herself while she was writing the letter. I wanted to be different, but not the bad different.

Hermione noticed my sad face and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My mum and dad are treating me differently already. They treat me like I'm a traitor to the family," I told her, with a heavy sigh.

"It's not your fault though, you couldn't help it," Hermione said.

"Thanks," I told her with a weak smile. It was the first smile I had cracked since the hat sorted me.

I finished my Transfigurations homework. I looked around, wondering what time it is. I looked at Hermione and asked, "You wouldn't know what time it is, would you?"

"No, but it has to be around dinnertime," Hermione told me.

"Want to try and find the great hall together?" I asked.

Hermione shut her book and said, "Sure."

Thanks to Hermione, we found our way to the great hall rather quickly. Dinner had just begun, and I walked with her till we reached the Gryffindor table and I said, "Well, bye, I guess I'll see you around."

"Yeah, especially in the library," She told me with a smile.

As I walked over the Slytherin table, I felt their disapproving glares on the back of my neck. I sat down and they all stared at me. It stayed like that till I asked, "What?"

Malfoy's eye twitched and he mumbled out of the corner his mouth, "We'll talk later."

I shrugged and finished eating. I left for my common room and Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle started followed me to the common room. It felt a bit strange, but I figured they were also coming back to the common room, so I shrugged it off. I kept walking and they came up to me and Malfoy said, "Turn right here."

"Are you sure?" I asked, not trusting them.

Crabbe and Goyle nodded, and Malfoy just smiled. I felt trapped, so I turned right with them. We reached the end of a long hallway, and I knew they had tricked me. I turned around to try and escape. Malfoy nodded and Crabbe and Goyle grabbed me again. I tried to get away from their grasp, but their hold was too tight.

Malfoy smirked and said, "It's bad enough you got into Slytherin, but you are disgracing the house on the first day."

"What did I do?" I asked, truly confused.

"You were talking to that mudblood," Malfoy said.

"Don't call her that!" I yelled.

"Why? If you are going to be in Slytherin you need to learn a few things," Malfoy informed me.

"Well, I'm not going to be in Slytherin," I told him, my arms still being held by Crabbe and Goyle. "I'm going to Professor Snape and seeing if I can transfer."

"That's good," Malfoy told me. He paused and then said, "However, you do need to be taught a lesson."

Malfoy balled his right hand into a fist, and hit his left him with it. The sound echo through the abounded hall, and I started struggling. Malfoy laughed and hit me in the stomach. I groaned in pain, and I felt light headed. I rolled my head back, and Malfoy hit me again in the stomach. I turned and faced him, and stupidly asked, "Is that all you got?"

Malfoy vented, and gave me an evil glare. He slugged me in my left check, and gave me a fat lip. I moaned, and looked back up at him. He smiled and hit me in my stomach again. I felt ready to pass out, and I went limp in Crabbe and Goyle's arms. Malfoy was getting ready to hit me again, when a voice cried out, "Hey, leave him alone."

I was able to look up, and see Percy coming towards us. Crabbe and Goyle automatically let go of my arms, and I fell to the ground, my head reeling. Percy puffed out his chest and asked, "What's going on here?"

"We got lost on our way to our common room," Malfoy said, stressing the ours to show Percy that I was a Slytherin, not a Gryffindor.

"And you found it would be helpful to punch Ron to get the right way to the common room?" Percy asked.

"We weren't punching Ron," Malfoy said, innocently.

"So he is just bleeding on his own?" Percy asked.

"We were trying to help him, we found him here," Malfoy said, covering for himself and his friends.

"Well run along now," Percy told them.

After they left Percy offered me a hand up. I took it gratefully and said, "Thanks."

"You should watch out around Malfoy," Percy warned me.

"Yeah, I know," I told.

"Are you going to be ok?" He asked.

"Yeah, thanks again," I told him.

"Well, you better get going too," Percy, said to me. Then he added, in a disapproving voice, "The Slytherin commons are in that directions."

"Thanks," I told him again.

He nodded, and slowly walked away. I felt a pain of guilt in my stomach and slowly started walking towards my common room, feeling sick from my beating.

A/N: remember this is an alternate universe.