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Chapter 120

November 12th (next day)

Asher's POV

"You're the one who wanted to kill it!" A man's voice was the first thing I heard as I woke up. I kept my eyes closed not wanting them to know though. I didn't know where I was or who they were.

"I only wanted to do that because I didn't want HIM growing up with you!" The woman shouts and I slowly bring my arms to my chest trying to protect myself in some way. "And it obviously didn't work! You took him from me! We were suppose to leave together! Me, you, and my baby!" She screams before you can hear a loud slap.

"Just shut up... you're lucky I helped you out of there" he snarls getting a scoff from her. "The only reason you're out! Is because of your father dying and leaving you all his money not to mention you fucked pretty much every wizard and witch in the ministry!" She laughs at him seeming to have gone mad.

I couldn't stop myself and ended up silently crying. "I need something to drink" he hissed before leaving the room. It was silent for a bit so I open my eyes. The woman was in front of me staring right back. She jumped back surprised that I was up. Her body showed she was strong, yet she seemed frail.

Red hair straight and down to her elbows. Eyes were brown and her face sprinkled with light freckles not nearly as noticeable as mine. "Hello," she smiles moving to sit down next to me. She reminded me of someone.

I scamper pulling myself up and finally getting a good look around the room. I was in a bedroom, the walls blue. There were dressers, a door to leave, another that was open to a presume a bathroom, one more possibly a closet.

Then the bed, I was backed up to the headboard my heart racing. "Please let me go" I begged looking at her as she looked me up and down. "I can't do that lovely" she sighs starting to come closer.

"Please no! Get away!" My breathing picked up. I attempted to get off the bed but she pulled me back, into a hug? I just sat in her arms and cried. "Please... I want to go home" I beg but she shakes her head before kissing mine. "This is your home now, we're going to be a happy family" she smiles trying to wipe my tears.

I snap my head her way and stare at her in fear. "What? Who- who are you!" I sob dropping my head into my hands. I grabbed at my shirt holding my chest. I don't have my meds. I can't breathe.

"Ginevra... well Ginny." She sighs but quickly looks back up at me with teary eyes. "Weasley" she continues and my eyes widen. "H-how do you k-know my last name..." my head was all over the place and I knew I wasn't going to make it much longer.

"Because it's mine as well" she admits rubbing her arm sheepishly. "Stop! You're lying!" I scream falling off of the bed with a thud. I try to push myself off the floor but fall back down into a coughing fit, grabbing for my throat.

"Shh it's okay mama is here, I'll protect you now" she coos to me as it all finally makes sense. She was my... is- no. "I- ca- bre-ath" I sputter out dropping my head to the floor. "Kingsley! He can't breathe!" She screams pulling my head into her lap as I close my eyes trying to concentrate in any way.

"That's normal for kidnapping, Harry was like that!" His loud voice yells back and pieces start to come together. "No, I think he has health issues!" She yells her voice breaking, using her hand to fan my face as best as she could, cooling me down as I gasped for air trying to suck as much of it in as I could.

I let myself collapse. I just want to go home, if not let me go see Ophelia.

*

"Oh thank Merlin you're okay!" Ginny flings herself onto me her cheeks damp with tears. "I'm okay?" I asked staring up at her. She nods touching my cheek. "Yup I did the best I could" she smiles as the door flies open. "Make sure he doesn't pass out again I'm not dealing with that" the man rolls his eyes getting a hateful look from... her. "Kingsley! Would you at least look at your son!" She hisses at him and he walks over.

I once again back up against the headboard staring at him with shock. He pushes the women out of the way getting closer to me. Grabbing my chin he violently looks me up and down. "You're a cute one. Definitely could be the star of the show" he smirks as I start to cry again.

"No, he will not be part of your fucking club, he's our son!" She shouts getting completely ignored. "Women if he's my son he'll do what daddy asks" he smirks letting go of my now bruised chin. I gulp staring up at him with teary eyes. "Fuck off" she pulls him off of me getting the finger from him. He left with a chuckle slamming the door shut.

"Sorry your dad isn't used to this yet" she smiles checking my face for injuries. "H-he's not my dad" I stutter out making her freeze. She sighs putting her hands in her lap. "I know you're not used to this yet, but you're going to have to sooner or later. I'm your mother and that man is your father." She explains sternly and I nod bringing my hand to my cheek.

"Good, now is my baby hungry?" She continues and as much as I wanted to say no I couldn't. I was so hungry. She seemed to care about me in her own psycho ways so I'm sure she wouldn't try to poison me. "I-yes please" I mumble.

"Okay let's go!" She giggles a giggle that sounded a lot like mine. She's not my mom. I don't care what she told me. I loved my mom and she doesn't love me. That's how it's always been, so now what do I do.

"Do you have any clothes- I could change into" my eyes dart to the floor scared to continue looking at her. "Oh... you can wear your father's." She grabs my hand and tugs me lightly behind her. I was scared.

Following her around I continued to cry silently not wanting to make her angry. She didn't react bringing me to the next room over. Once in the room, I cringe. The room smelled of alcohol and sex.

She never stopped smiling, going to the closet where she pulled out a shirt that I knew wasn't going to fit me. She then went to the other side of the room and pulled out some sweats examining them. "These are mine because I know you won't fit your fathers, you have little bones just like me!" She cheered before handing me the clothes.

I almost wanted to scream at her. She is what made me like this. Maybe I wouldn't have such a frail body if she wouldn't have tried to rid of me in such disgusting ways.

"I'll be right outside, come out when you're ready" she smiles running a hand over my hair. I nod quickly as she closes the door leaving me. I forgot about being silent and the tears stream down my cheeks as I slipped my ripped shirt off and pulled the new one over my body. I did the same with the pants happy that I felt at least a little more comfortable.

I put a hand over my mouth trying to calm myself. "It's going to be okay, it will be okay" I reassure myself. I stifled my cried which caused my lip to quiver as I walked out of the room. "Awee you look so cute!" She clapped before kissing my head.

It's like she ignored the fact that I was holding back my tears and she ignored the way I trembled, the way my tears streamed down my cheeks anyways.

She puts her hand out and I hesitantly take it. Following her lead, I only stop when I'm shoved down into a chair. Not even a minute later a plate of food is being shoved in front of me. Ginny disappears again and comes back shoving the male into the room next to me.

He grumbles immediately going to his food and Ginny sits across from us smiling. How can she be so happy? I took a minute playing with the food, I can't just trust them. A hand is slammed onto the table and I flinch looking to my side. His fork was sticking up near my hand which I quickly took away.

"Kingsley!" Ginny shouts at him getting few curse words in response. "What the fuck is wrong with you!" He yells looking straight at me. "W-what did I do?" I ask blinking my tears away.

"Stop picking at your food and eat it!" He yells taking his fork from out of the table as I nod in terror. "I'm sorry" I replied staring harshly at my food. Only then do I lift my fork and being to eat slowly. "Baby is something wrong?" Ginny asks reaching over the table to wipe my tears once again.

I couldn't control it and dropped the fork. "I want to go home. I want my Dad and Papa. I just want to see Atlas and my cousins. Please let me go home!" I sobbed. I freeze momentarily as he slapped me across the face.

"Quit your whining, and eat before I take it away"

"Kingsley! He's not used to his new home yet, we have to be gentle!"