10. Third year: The Argument
"I'll see you soon Harry," I said stepping in close to give him a hug but he pushed me away, "Harry?"
"Why do you care? Slytherins don't care about anyone but themselves," he growled.
"Harry what are you talking about?" I asked. I was thoroughly confused by the way he was acting.
"You're evil, completely evil. You befriended the Malfoys, who worked for Voldemort. You almost ignore me at school. And you left me at that place while you get to live in the magical world," he nearly shouted at me.
"But that's-" I tried to correct what he was accusing me of.
"No! You don't get to make yourself the innocent one here! You put this all on yourself."
"I- we need to go the carriages are leaving soon," I said trying to end this harsh conversation.
"Oh! Go! Run from it all! Go cozy up to the dark side! See if I help you when they turn on you and kill you! You might as well be a stupid little mudblood for all I care! You shouldn't even be a Potter! You don't deserve to be a Potter! You don't deserve to be my sister! If I could disown you from the family I would!" he shouted at me. My face crumbled, and I froze. Did he just say mudblood? Did he just call me a mudblood? Say I was undeserving of the Potter name? He better be damn glad Hermione wasn't here to hear him say that, I doubt he would repeat any of that in front of anyone. And he better hope that as the elder twin I didn't disown him right here if I wanted.
I straightened my feature hiding my sadness and severe disappointment, "Very well, farewell Potter," I spat then turned on my heel and left the castle not speaking to anyone till I got to the train.