Death Eater's Daughter

Fifty Two

Cora's POV

I was released from the hospital a week later
Hermione came to visit me daily and so did Ron and Harry
Sirius even came by to see me a few times, but my dad never did

Fred and Draco stayed with me all day and night, when I would wake in the middle of the night I often noticed one of them sleeping and the other would be awake
I don't think they both ever fell asleep at the same time

I confessed to them both how much I wanted to die, I know I worried them
I think they thought if they closed their eyes I would be dead when they woke up

Mentally I'm getting better, but my dad not visiting me once has really hurt
I asked Fred and Draco if my dad came by while i slept and they said no

Madame Pomfrey gave me a bag filled with potions for healing and for my condition during the summer
She told me I had to take the potion daily until the bottles she gave me ran out, my skin was healing but it was slow
I still had dark spots where the moon burnt me the most, she said the potion will heal those but my scar on my neck would stay that way forever
It was closed no longer bleeding, but it wouldn't disappear no matter what she gave to me

  "Are you sure you want to see your dad?" Fred asked me

We walked here with Draco, I knew my dad was held up in his office
Harry told me that today during breakfast
He went to visit him, he gave him back the map but also told him he wasn't going to be teaching here next year

  "Yes"

  "Are you sure you want to do this alone?" Draco asked
Fred trusted my dad when he wasnt transformed but Draco didn't
Draco holds grudges better than me and doesn't forgive

  "I'm sure"

They both nodded their head and sat down at desks while I walked up to his office
I knocked twice
No answer
I knocked two more times
No answer

  "Why won't you talk to me?" I asked through the door

The door opened but he was silent
I walked in and sat down on a chair that I sat in many times before
We used to sit and talk about what I wanted to do after school, I actually was dreaming of a life beyond what I was dealing with
We would talk about my mother, my dad's childhood his best friends
But today we weren't going to talk about that

I heard the door close
I didn't look for my dad
I knew he was behind me

  "You didn't come to see me when I was hospitalized" I said

He walked from the door and then sat in front of me
His face was all torn up, self inflicted it looked like

  "Talk to me please" I begged

My dad sat straight in his chair
  "I'm going to distance myself from you"

  "Why" I asked pained "why tell me I can live with you and then take it away"
A single hot tear fell from my cheek and onto my lap
Gut wrenching sobs tore through my chest, pain pulled at my heart

  "I've made arrangements for you to live with the Weasley's, I hope you have a good summer there" he said not looking at me

  "I want to live with you" I said through my sobs

He didn't answer me or look at me
He just kept looking outside

  "Look at me" I demanded sitting up from my seat "you're a coward. I don't care that you hurt me—"

  "I do" he interrupted me "I care that I hurt you. I went after you, Sirius told me what happened I made him tell me every detail. You aren't safe near me"

  "But what if I live with Sirius until you feel like you can be near me??"

  "He needs to sort out his house first, it's not ready for Harry or you to live in. He's going to his Uncle's house this summer"

  "Do I have a godfather I can live with? A godmother? A grandfather grandmother aunt uncle ANY relative?!"

  "No, godparents were the Potters and the rest of our family is deceased"

  "You never visited me" I said shaking my hands and wiping my face every few seconds

  "I know" he said looking out the window again

  "Why"

  "I couldn't see you that way and know it was because of me"

  "Only this" I said making him see my scar, I pulled off my Gryffindor scarf

He looked at my scar and then at his desk
  "All of it. If you were born to someone else you wouldn't have dealt with any of the pain you went through"

  "If I wasn't born is what you're saying, you wish I wasn't born" I felt my chest going up and down rapidly and my lips tremble

  "I wish you were born to someone who could give you the life you deserve. I wish I wasn't this" he pointed to his body "I wish your mother was around to help me"

  "Me too" I said swiping at the never ending tears that escaped my eyes "I wish she was here too. But now I'm being abandoned by both parents. Good to know you care about me as much as Corban"

I saw him flinch
  "I care about you more than you know"

  "You have an awful way of showing it. I'll leave you alone, I won't bother you ever again" I said getting up from my seat and heading for the door
I paused waiting for him to say something back
Ask me to stay
Tell me to sit down
Tell me you care

But he didn't
He stayed silent
My throat was hurting again, it was tightening up causing me to take short inhales of breath
I put my hand around my throat, I felt my scars that wouldn't leave
I looked back at my dad and he just looked outside

Tears of pain landed on the ground below me, but only from me. I didn't see a single tear leave his face
I opened the door and then slammed it shut

Fred and Draco ran up to my side
  "He doesn't want me" I said sobbing and covering my face

They both put their arms around me and held me as I cried
  "My own blood doesn't want me" I sobbed out
  "What did I do wrong"

  "You didn't do anything wrong" Draco said

  "He hates me"

  "He loves you and that's why he's distancing himself" Fred said

For the first time in a long time I wanted to drink again