Avada Kedavra - Harry x Reader

« i know you dont love me bc you tried to kill me. »

TW: Abuse !!
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Y/N was snuggled in her bed, particularly happy about the days events.

Her dad had actually told her, that over all the fights they had, he still loved and missed his little princess.

He guilt tripped her, but the love part. She felt warm and fuzzy inside.

She had snuck some books, and she was now studying for school. Physics was hard for her. She went to a catholic primary school, and they went harder on your grades there. There was also a lot of discipline.

Y/N didn't like her school, but she was the leader of the school.

Year 6 had a lot of responsibilities, as well as extra activities for after school.

Camping, early SATS, reading buddies, hard spelling tests with words like Chiaroscurist-

Then, from downstairs she heard a loud bang. Her dads sober state didn't last long, did it?

Y/N knew what to do. She cautiously stepped into her cupboard. She was used to this, but this didn't stop her from shaking violently head to toe.

She crouched, and stopped moving for a second.

She was listening intently, it was silence. All silence. She was either clear to go, or her dad was creeping up on her door.

She decided she was clear to head out. Every time her dad got drunk, she would head over to her aunties house across the street.

But as she went to exit, she heard a door knob rattling rapidly. She made a small sound that sounded like a chew toy getting squashed, as she stared at the door.

There was 3 final clicks before Y/N practically flicked herself under the bed. Her dad had gotten in her room.

Y/N hadn't locked the door when he first tried to open it, because she was in a state of shock.

Now, she had put herself in a life or death situation. All because she got scared.

She tried to stop her raggedy breathing, but it kept coming.

Her dad had heard.

It was dark, so she shuffled out of the other side of the bed. She tiptoed over to the door, and tried opening the door quietly.

It was broken.

There was no hope for her now, so she screamed as loud as she could.

Her dad had followed her scream and charged towards her, something silver glinting in his hand.

Y/N screamed some more, before dodging the knife. He went head first into the door, and made a large hole in the door.

She crawled through quickly, stepping over her dads back. He was a bit on the porky side, so even someone as tall as Y/N could fit through it.

She tripped over something, and for a second she could feel nothing. Her adrenaline rush was a great help sometimes.

But it was even worse when she realised.

She screeched in pain, pulling the knife out of her leg. She sobbed hardly, as her dad tried to grab her leg.

She jumped down the stairs, running to the front door.

She yelped in pain before collapsing on the door handle.

She sat there for a second, but remembered her dad could come back any moment. She snatched the key from under the door mat and stuck it into the key hole.

Click! The door opened.

She ran across the street, not even checking for cars. She heard a loud beep, before she stumbled onto the side walk.

She held her foot, crying in pain. She had to crawl over to the door, getting on her knees to ring the doorbell.

Her vision was going blurry, and all she could see was a blurred shadow of her Aunty. She heard a loud scream, before she blacked out on the porch.