Forbidden Love

The Neglected Daughter

TW: VIOLENCE, BLOOD AND SWEARING

"Y/N WAKE UP!"
"Coming"

Another day another hell. Stuck in this house with that alcoholic of a father, forced to do all the housework with no one but that ghastly house elf Kreature for company.

I'm going to have to work faster today, he has guests coming which means I'll yet again be locked in the storage cupboard with the boggart.

People could stay for days on end, sometimes even weeks and I'd be trapped in that cupboard with the boggart acting like my fathers dead body the whole time. Despite everything he puts me through I can't help but love him, I can't help but think he's doing it for my own good no matter how much I know he's not.

I had never been outside before. I had never smelt the scent of fresh air, I had never been able to feel the grass beneath my bear feet, I had never been able to even touch a tree.

My father and Kreature are the only ones who know of my existence. I do not dare to try and convince Kreature to mention me when the famous Harry Potter is here, who knows what my father would do.

"Y/N! GET UP YOU LAZY BITCH!" Came the fuming voice of my father along with a stinging pain on my cheek where he must've slapped me "Y-yes s-sorry father" I got up and made my way over to my wardrobe and took out one of the 3 outfits I owned, which had once been my grandmother's. As I was about to head towards the bathroom to get changed, I felt a strong pair of hands push me to the ground then something sharp pierce through my cheek.

"You can get changed in here and clear up all that blood you useless disgrace!" The way he spoke the last two words with such truth hurt more than the rusty nail I was now struggling to get out of my cheek. "Y-yes father".

After 5 hours of cleaning it was finally time for me to get dragged into the cupboard with the nail from earlier, which I had stored in my pocket.