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╰┈➤ ❝ You'll never have me you lying bastard ❞
The daughter of Sirius Black tries to fend off love.
Will she prevail or will she fall into its pits of intoxication?
May include:
⁀➷ Sexual content
⁀➷ Mental health issues
⁀➷ Drug use...
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At the station
┌──── " 💭 „ └➤ Enola's Pov。
Stepping onto the platform was a world wind of emotions. It just hurt. It hurt everywhere. Physically and emotionally. I just wanted to bury myself for eternity, and never feel another emotion again.
The platform was filled with families gushing over their youngsters, it was heartwarming to see to most but to me it was... hurtful? I didn't really know, my feelings were so haywire I didn't know what I felt anymore, maybe I felt envy towards them as that would be logical, however I just didn't know, all I knew is that I wanted my gut to leave me. All the I love yous, and you must write to me speeches were so overwhelming- it made me feel worthless and as if no one would ever care for me.
Gosh how pathetic.
How I wanted to be in someones embrace, to feel all gooey- to have someone, or anything.
What did I have? sticks of death that came with a cancer warning? The only form of liberation I could get due to my- well me. Not my fault I'm not worthy enough for family or even a good friend.
Trying my hardest to push everything I had floating around my head a side I trundled down the platform towards the crimson train with my witchy feline following behind sceptically. She was the definition of beautiful and strutted everywhere she went. She was very Slytherin like personality wise, which I didn't mind, unlike half the school I wasn't a prejudice prick, to be quite honest I quite liked Slytherins, they were very selective to who they befriended and trusted, however once that foundation was built they'd never let you go and protect you with their life- quite admirable.
My favourite Slytherin is my dear cousin Amelia Malfoy (Draco's older sister), she may seem like an evil bitch, but that's just a facade, she's actually the most caring person I've ever met; personally I think she should have been a Hufflepuff
Unfortunately I had to cut ties from her, she was too good for me and I was just dragging her down, and I couldn't do that to her. She tried to 'fix me', but its impossible, some things can't be fixed; I did something evil to her and it'll something that'll haunt me in my sleep for the rest of life. I had too, how else would she leave me alone. God it makes me want to weep just thinking about it, the look of betrayal on her face.
What a cruel and wicked person I am.
As I was about to bored the Hufflepuff carriage I heard a very loud obnoxious cough. God what now.
Turning around I was met by grey pearl eyes and a smile that matched the caught. It was him. My father. He looked like the pictures expert he looked healthier... his hair bounced while shinning due to its glossiness. Why doesn't my hair do that I thought bitterly.
Suppressing my groan and curses I raised a brow, please hurry up, this is hard enough as it is.
He stepped closer, in an attempt to embrace me, but I swiftly dodged it. His grin wavered yet he still continued.
"Ah my dear daughter! how ar-"
Time to nip this shit in the mud I thought- I'm not getting hurt again by this bastard.
Putting a hand to his chest I paused him.
"Sorry but you are no father to me, and I do not wish to affiliate myself with... you" I sneered. It hurt to say but I couldn't... no I wouldn't.
Tears began to rim my eyes except I couldn't stop until my point was fully across.
"Do you not know who I am?" ugh typical "I'm your father! I'm innocent didn't you see the papers?!"
How arrogant can one get yet! god how I wished for water droplets to fall- it was painful to keep things in, the feeling of overflowing was suffocating.
"My statement still stands Mr Black"
He was speechless due to me rejecting him; I couldn't care less I had to get out of there. So I swiftly spun around and went to find an empty compartment to lock myself away for a while.
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But little did she know two boys had heard the brief conversation shared between the two, one was livid, turning red from anger- while the other was rather confused and intrigued to why the girl had acted that way towards her father, he wanted to know more...
