The Harper household has always been a strict one, one with firm words and sharp eyes. Yet like every other story, there's always one person who can burn it down with a single flick of their wrist. In this fanfic of Harry Potter, that person is Cass...
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As Cassandra entered the kitchen to Harper Manor, Oswalds heart dropped. When Cassie caught sight of her father, her confident facade faltered. Oswald shook his head, mumbling to himself.
"No, no, please tell me this is a dream. It's just another dream. She's safe." He panted, getting dizzy. "She's safe."
Cassandra gazed at him, frozen on the spot, taking in his state. His cheeks were sunken, there were black bags under his tried eyes and he had definitely lost some pounds. Her stomach churned at the thought of what Akilah could have done to him.
The worse part is, that Cassie knew he would never fight back, because no matter how much she tortured him, he would never be able to hurt the woman who bore his two daughters. He still has hope that one day, he'll wake up and she'll be back to who she was a few years ago. But deep inside, Oswald knew that could never happen.
Cass snapped out of her daze and raced to her father. Oswald trembled, cowering back slightly, making Cassies breath hitch. She saw the fear in his eyes and tried to calm him as he spoke to himself.
"This is all a nightmare," he gulped and spoke out to her, "get away!" He screamed, Cassies eyes darted to the door, just waiting for Akilah to burst in. The girl lifted her hands in the air to show she meant no harm, forcing her tears back.
"No, no, this isn't a dream ok?" She sniffled, her voice cracked. "Dad it's me, it's Cassie." She whispered out. Oswald examined her from top to toe, his shoulders dropping with exhaustion.
Cass stepped foreword and Oswald engulfed her in a hug. He swayed them side to side sniffing. "Why are you back here, it's dangerous, her-her and the neighbors, they've planned something for next year at Hogwarts-." He warned with a hushed tone, but was interrupted by the clicking of Akilahs heals coming from down the hall.
Cassies eyes widened in panic as she stared at the kitchen door, then glanced back to her father, whispering urgently. "Dumbledore sent me back." His face hardened, but Cass kept talking. "What do you mean they're planning something?" She asked, but it seemed as if Oswald had stopped listening after the first sentence.
"No, no," he grunted, "listen, Dumbledore is trying to make you into a weapon of his own, he's training you to kil-."
The door creaked open slowly and Akilahs pale face appeared. She had a wicked grin spread across her lips and a devilish look in her eyes. Cassandras breath hitched, but she straightened her posture and smirked at the older woman. But she frowned when a man stepped out from behind her.
Covering her frown up quickly, Cassie simply raised one eyebrow at the unfamiliar face. She didn't say take her eyes off of his, as she spoke sternly to her mother. "Aren't you gonna introduce me to Ponytail." She smirked at the way his gray eyes narrowed.
The man was tall, with long, platinum blonde hair, that was pulled back into a low ponytail. He had a long, black cane, with a snake head as a handle. Cass squinted her eyes at the color of his hair, but her thoughts were cut off when he spoke.
