Half-blood Hufflepuff
written by Brielle Evans
Brielle was a half-blood and she was a Hufflepuff. Here is her story of being proud of her house and her blood status. You don't have to be a Gryffindor to be brave, a Slytherin to be cunning or a Ravenclaw to be a good student. Hopefully Brielle's story changes the way you view people. As a side-note I am not saying that Hufflepuff is better than the other houses. They are all equally great and I shall try not to portray any of them in a unworthy manner.
Last Updated
05/31/21
Chapters
8
Reads
603
Bullies
Chapter 7
Brielle walked to potions; her favorite class. She heard a kid whimpering down the hall. She decided to investigate. She saw a seventh year Gryffindor picking on a first year Slytherin. "What are you doing?" She demanded. He saw it was a Hufflepuff and laughed. "What are you going to do?" He taunted. She moved so quickly, he didn't have time to react. Her fist connected solidly with his face. He staggered back, shocked. "Never underestimate me." She smirked. She went over to the younger kid. "Are you ok?" He sniffed and nodded. 'I'm Brielle." "Timothy." His eyes widened and he shouted, "look out!" She turned to see the Gryffindor kid holding his wand at her. She was not worried, for she had seen him perform before. "Expelliarmus." His wand flew out of his hand. She punched him again and he fell to the floor. "I hate bullies." "Miss Evans." She turned to see the headmistress standing there. "I will see both of you in detention." "Fifty points from Gryffindor, and." She turned toward Brielle and winked. "One hundred points to Hufflepuff."
