Eleanor Snape- Book 4

A Big Fall

The house was very, very dark. Luckily, the moon was full and brights enough to shine in through the cracks of the boarded up windows and guide me to the box of matches that my father had always kept under an Urn on the mantle. I didn't dare use my wand for light. Not because I was afraid of the Ministry, but because if my father were here, they could track me and therefore, find him.

And I knew he was there. He had to be! The dream was a sign. Why else would he tell me that we were safe here? He wanted me there, for sure.

I let the small flame guide me around the rooms that I knew so well. Above my head I notice that holes had started to form on the ceilings and roofs, letting the rain water from earlier that day drip into everything. The droplets from the previous storms had almost flooded the place, resulting in my having to splash around in ankle deep water in some places. But, never-the-less, I trudged on, determined to find what I came for.

I stepped into our old room and waved the match around, examining it. To my disappointment, everything was the same as I'd left it last time. I stepped farther into the room. He had to be there. He always said to meet him here if we ever got separated when we were on the run.

"Father?" I let my voice bounce off the walls. When there was no response, I started to roam around the room. "Father?" I said again. Still, silence greeted me.

That wasn't going to discourage me. He was here. I knew it. The house was the right size for a loud sound to make an echo. If I yelled, he would hear it in whatever part of the house he was in. I took a deep breath. "Faaathheerr!"

I suddenly cut my voice off and listened to my own echo. When it stopped, everything went quiet. I waited for him to call back, but it never happened.

Anger and resentment filling me, I started to yell and shout for him. A flood of emotions started to pour from my mouth.

"Where are you?!" I screamed, hot tears flowing down my face. I began to quickly go around the room. "Where bloody are you?!"

Suddenly, a splash sounded behind me. I turned around, hopeful, but cursed when I saw that it was only a rat.

"Why won't you just come out?! I thought that you had actually started to love me! After all, this time! Then, you abandon me, like the first time! Then you come back and leave me along! Just! Like! Last! Time!" I started to stomp around the room in a heart-broken rage. "You bloody hate me! I loved you, father! I had always hoped that you would love me back! But you didn't! You never did! You hated me! I knew you did!

"I spend almost thirteen years with you! Thirteen years hoping that you would finally accept me! Thirteen years with no love! Thirteen years that you hoped that I was dead! Why didn't you just kill me?! You could have just killed me and I could have been dead like that stupid mud-blood you married that caused this whole mess!

"Then you came back! You bloody came back and I thought that everything was going to be okay! I thought that you were going to love me! I would finally be your bloody daughter! I thought you were proud of me! I thought I did good! I became a bloody Death Eater! The youngest one ever! And you still aren't proud of me!

"Then you lead me here! You lead me here and didn't show up! Where are you?! Show yourself! What did you want to show me?! What did you want to bloody show me?! What did-"

In the darkness and dampness I had stepped on something round, causing it to roll out from under me and making me fall into the water. As I hit, the match went underwater and went out, leaving me in darkness. Cursing, I reached down and furiously pulled up the object and completely lost it. I held up his wand.

I thought the Ministry had taken it with them, then he had gotten it back. I hadn't seen it the last time I was here. That meant he had to have come back here. He'd have to come back to get it.

"You think this is funny?!" I furiously waved it around in rage. "You think this is bloody funny?!

"I was so happy that you weren't dead! I had been hopeful I would get to see you again! Then, after I was convinced you came back for me, you go away then come back! Then leave! I hate you! I wish you'd stayed dead the first time instead of haunting my dreams! Do you know how much trouble you've caused me! How much hurt!? I hate you!"

In absolute discord, I put his wand over my knee and snapped it in two.

"How do you like that?!" I waved the two pieces in the air. "How is that?! I broke your precious wand! I hate you!" I started to pound on the wall with my fists in an effort to get all my angst out. "I hate you!"

Before I knew it, things around the room started to shake and throw themselves through the air. I wasn't sure how. I had heart stories of witches and wizards getting so upset that their magic went out of their reach. They were so desperate for something to happen that their magic just takes over, and they can't control it.

A powerful tremor suddenly went through the foundation, making me fall back into the water. That only mad me angrier. I started hitting the ground, almost like a child throwing a tantrum.

"Why?! Why?! Why?! Why would you do this?!! " I could barley shout through my tears as I continued to hit it. Unknown to me, a crack was splitting across the floor. I gave it another good smack, and a loud CRACK! Spread through the air. Sprays of water hit my face as a chunk of floor beneath me started to fall down into the basement. I stiffened, unaware of what was going on. The flood water started to go up my nose, choking me.

Finally, I hit the ground and heard a small splash. The whole basement was flooded, but not too much. The water went up over my ankles while laying down, but no deeper. But I was okay... until another piece of rubble fell on top of me. I let out one last, weak,

"Father..." Before my world faded into darkness.