Ophelia Black ~ Harry Potter fanfic

Memory Lane pt.1

A 5 year old little girl named, Ophelia, was in the living room playing with a doll she made using a bottle and some rags she found.

The sight was unusual, since the girl only played inside her room. But seeing as "Man" wasn't there that day, she decided it would be safe to play outside of her room this one time.

Ophelia's been playing around for about half an hour, getting lost in her own little world. She was running through the room playing with her doll when she accidentally bumped into a table making the liquor bottle, that was on top of it, fall to the floor and shatter. There where pieces of glass everywhere. The girl was terrified.

Man will be here soon, oh no! If he sees this he's gonna kill me- I just need to clean it up quickly before he-

Her thoughts were interrupted by a door opening and closing roughly, as loud thuds of footsteps made there way towards her, revealing the shivering sight of Man towering over her.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He yelled angrily at the young girl. "Look at what you did you freak!"

"I sorry I didn't mean it I- I was just playing with dolly and I-I tripped and it-t fell." She stutters nervously, while shrinking away in fear.

"You're a freak!" Man said mercilessly at the crying girl below him.

He slapped Ophelia across her face making her fall on the broken bottle pieces. A red hand print now appearing on her right cheek along side multiple tiny cuts all over her body from the broken glass.

"Nothing but a worthless freak!" He kicked her stomach hard.

Ophilia was crying, but not because she was sad, but because she was mad. Why did he treat her so?! She said she was sorry. It was just an accident, she didn't mean it.

The little girl stayed on the floor looking at the spilt liquid on the ground and concentrating on it. The liquid suddenly burst into flames making Man jump backwards in surprise and stumble down, hitting his head on the nearby table making him fall unconscious.

The girl was terrified of what just happened but took it as an opportunity to run up to her room and lock the door. She stayed hidden in her closet for what felt like hours.

Ophelia almost fell asleep hiding, when she heard big footstep outside her door.

Oh no! Man's awake. If he finds me he's gonna be furious. Oh no, oh no, what do I do?!

She then hears a man say a funny word, "alohomora", and then the creak of the door opening. She did not recognize this voice, it was someone she's never met before. Still terrified, she stayed in her closet with her knees to her chest and her face buried in her knees.

She kept hearing the footsteps walking around in her room until the footsteps finally stopped right infront of the closet. The door slowly started to creak open.

" 'Ellor there lil' one. What are yer doing hiding in the closet for hrm?" Said the man looking down at the fragile girl who kept trying to inch away from him. Her face still buried deep between her knees.

"Don't yer worry, I won't hurt ya. C'mon now, I'm taking yer far away from this place. C'mon." The man said in a kind tone trying to convince the little girl to go with him.

Something the man said seemed to catch the young girl's attention. One of her grayish eyes slowly peeking out.

"Y-you take me a-away? Away from M-man?" The stuttering girl said, taking a peak at the man infront of her. He was a big, tall, hairy man with an umbrella. He seemed kind... much kinder than Man atleast.

The man was shocked at the sight of the girl's face. It was all marked up and bruised, but he was able to act like nothing was wrong.

"Yep, now c'mon now lil' one, yer won't be staying here anymore. C'mon, we best be going. Wouldn't want ter be late."

"W-where are we g-going, sir?"

"Ter Hogwarts ofcourse, ter go meet Profesor Dumbledore. He'll be wanting ter see yer."

"And I-I'll never have to see M-man again?"

"Not if I can help it. You'll never be seeing that bloody muggle ever again." The big man said, stretching his arm out for the girl to take, which she hesitantly did. Her small hand only being able to wrap around a single finger of the giant man's hand.

"Mu-uggles? What are muggles?" The girl questioned as she stood up from the cold closet floor.

"None magical creatures they are."

"None magical c-creatures? T-then aren't we muggles, sir?"

"BLASPHEMY! Yer and I are wizards lil' one."

"Wizards? No I can't be a- a wizard, sir I- I'm just a girl, a- a freak nothing more." The girl said, not being able to contain her stutter.

This caught the man's attention and he turned around to look at the little girl.

"Yer are no freak lil' one, who told yer that?" He said opening the door to the house and leading the little girl out to his magical bike.

"M- Man. Man always says I'm a f-freak, nothing more." She says looking down in shame.

"Well don't listen ter him, he don't know what he's talking about."

The girl hopped on the bike with help of the man and waited for him to do the same. Right before they where about to take off the little girl asked

"What's your name, s-sir?"

"Rubeus Hagrid, at yer service."

And with that they took off flying into the night sky. The girl had never felt so free and happy than in that moment, soring through the sky and touching the clouds, for once in her life she knew things were bound to get better.

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