Now, Where Should We Begin? (Weasley Twins)

Chapter 62 - Reminiscing

((Possible TW: Abuse))

Two days have gone past since Kennedy was faced head on by her father. Two days have gone by since she had seen the smirk on his face as he marched toward her, wand in hand. Two days since he marked her with a permanent reminder that she would always be a Deadlock.

Currently the time was two twenty pm as Kennedy sat in the window sill of the bedroom she shared with Fred and Georges. Shock still flood through Kennedy's veins as she remembered every detail of fight that had gone down.

She remembered everything down to the way he moved, the way he spoke, and the way he struck her with nothing but his boot over and over.

She remembered it all.

Frozen in her tracks Kennedy struggled to breathe as her father watched her carefully with a smirk plastered on his face.

"Hello, Buttercup." He hummed sinisterly from his position as he twirled his wand in hand.

His wand was was decorated with black bumps going up the wand, starting in a large clump that eventually fade till it came to the tip of the wand that was at a point.

She wanted to regain her composure so desperately, but her feet felt as though they weigh as much as Soot would have. Her hands trembled as she adjust the grip on her wand.

It was far to quite for Kennedy's liking.

Her father said nothing more.

He only watched her closely. Memorizing every detail of his only daughters face. He so regret what he was about to do, but as he had said, this needed to be done.

Kennedy's heart picked up as Foster took tauntingly slow steps towards her. So far they were twenty-four feet away from one another, but with each long stride the man took he knocked off about two and a half feet.

"S-stop!" She whisper yelled as tears struck the corner of her eyes. "Why are you here?" She asked through gritted teeth as she furiously wipes her cheeks with her shoulders.

She refused to give him the satisfaction of her tears. Ones that oddly enough pleased the man who was supposed to be the one that wiped them away when she was scared.

He stopped and brought his hands up slightly as he spun around to show off the place they were.

"Oh, my darling little girl." He state with a smirk as he turned his attention back to Kennedy. "I was told to be here. Some very great things are bout to happen, my love. Many great things."

"Told by who?" Kennedy asked, her voice becoming more firm as she grow used to the mans presence.

"Well who else?" He growled. "Have you learned nothing over the years about me?"

He began to take quick threatening steps towards Kennedy who fumbled her wand before giving it a sharp flick.

"Stupefy!" She shout forcefully as a bright bean shot from her wand, though when she was slightly blinded by the light she could see her father circle his wand without a word quickly across his body.

A shielding charm.

Kennedy was about to Confringo his ass when the man suddenly disappeared into a haze of grey, brown and black particles swirling in the air.

'He apparated.' Kennedy thought and immediately she remembered all the training Nova and her had done over the summer.

'Step one, scan your surroundings.' Kennedy said to herself while she began to spin in circles while keeping an eye out for the mans discombobulated form.