Y/n Grindelwald a pure-blood witch, also the daughter of THE Gellert Grindelwald. Being taken away from her father at a very young age and her father being locked up shortly after. Y/n was given to an orphanage to be raised. Y/n was bullied at the o...
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"I wanna see dad." I whined.
"How many more times do I need to tell you that HE is not your dad!" Mother yelled at me.
"I'm sorry. But is it so bad for a kid too want to see her dad." I spoke sadly.
"Stop this nonsense." Mother spoke while taking her seat across from me.
"Just once!" I whined.
"No-" Mother began.
"I'm heading to the store you two want anything?" Daniel asked.
"No. Y/n doesn't get anything for not listening." Mother spoke.
"You don't listen." I huffed. Daniel left and Mother just stared at me.
"Y/n quit this behavior!" Mother snapped.
"No!" I snapped.
Mother told me the whole story of why Father took me and she told me how she and Daniel were magical. I learned that Bandit was a magical creature as well!
"Fine!" Mother spoke and dragged me to my room. "This is for continuing to speak about your monster of a father!" She yelled and hit me. My arm burned and I began to tear up. "Now say you're sorry!" She yelled at me.
"No... I just want dad." I spoke tears spilling from my eyes.
"We'll just have to beat it out of you then." She snapped. She began hitting me repeatedly she even hit me with household items.
"Stop!" I yelled panting and sobbing. My whole body hurt and my legs felt as they were about to give up.
"Do you want to see your Father?" She asked. I looked at her and she glared at me.
"No. No. No! Just stop! Please!" I spoke crying.
"Good." She spoke and dragged me to my room. She threw me in there. "Any word to anyone about this and I'll do something worse." She snapped and slammed the door shut.
I sat by the window crying. "Dad... please help me." I whispered.
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"Y/n! Breakfast is ready!" I heard Mother yell. I go down stairs and sit in my seat scared to look at Mother.
"You've been awfully quiet these past days." Daniel noted.
"Oh, I'm just thinking." I spoke.
"About?" Daniel asked.
"Um... Thomas. I haven't seen him in a while." I spoke.
"Oh well we could-Oh my god! What happened to your arm?" He asked seeing a bruise.
"Oh. I fell yesterday while running down the stairs." I spoke quickly. Daniel looked at me oddly but shrugged it off.
"Today there's supposed to be a shooting star." Daniel spoke.
"So?" I asked.
"If you make a wish under the star it comes true!" Daniel spoke. My eyes lit up.
"Really?" I asked happily.
"Daniel! Don't tell her those stupid lies." Mother spoke. I frowned and slouched back in my seat.
"Mom... can Thomas come over?" I asked.
"I don't see why not?" Mother spoke. I smiled.
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I waited outside the front door for Thomas. Soon I saw 3 figures get out of a car. I smiled and ran up to Thomas wincing slightly at the tight hug.
"I missed you!" He spoke.
"I missed you too!" I spoke smiling. "Hello!" I spoke waving at his parents. We ran into the house and into any room leaving the parents alone downstairs.
"So how do you like your parents?" I asked.
"I love them! The spoil me a ton! I have 3 meals every day with snacks and I sleep in a bed. They show me love and affection! They have a dog too..." Thomas spoke and began ranting about his family.
I couldn't help but feel jealous. He had a perfect family. And here I was getting hit by the woman I call my Mother whenever I make a mistake. And I have to lie about it.
"What about you?" Thomas asked snapping me from my thoughts.
"Oh. They're okay." I spoke. "I just want my dad." I muttered.
"Is he not your dad?" Thomas spoke.
"No. Step-dad." I clarified.
"Have you ever felt like... unwelcome or like uninvited? Like you didn't belong?" I asked.
"Is that how you feel here?" Thomas asked. I nodded. "I'm sure your mom and dad-" Thomas began.
"Step-dad." I spoke.
"I'm sure they love you." Thomas spoke.
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"Bye!" I spoke while waving at Thomas' family. I walked back inside and saw Mother mad.
"Look at the mess in your room!" She yelled. I looked down at my feet shamefully.
"We were just having fun and-" I spoke but got interrupted by a slap in the face. Mother dragged me harshly to a door. A flashlight flew into her hand and she opened the door. She threw me in and I fell in the dark room. There were stairs so I assumed it was a basement. I heard the door lock.
I turned on the flashlight and saw it was an empty room. I was scared of the dark so I looked for a light switch.
I ran to the door and banged on it.
"Let me out!" I spoke crying.
I heard yelling and then a door slam. I heard stomping and backed away from the door. I ran down the stairs and curled in a ball in the corner of the room. I sat there scared until I felt it.
I felt her hit me repeatedly.
"He just left me and it's all your fault!" She yelled and hit me harder.
He left? And he left me with her?
"Please stop!" I cried.
"No!" She yelled and hit me harder. I cried and I felt something hot drip from my lip and head. I touched my head and felt blood coming out of my lip and head. She left me there crying in the dark, bleeding and took the flashlight. She walked up the stairs and slammed the door shut and locked it.
I cried in the corner. There was a really small window in the basement. I couldn't fit through it but I could see outside. I kneeled by the window.
"I wish for my dad to find me again. I miss my dad! Please help him find me! I was happy with daddy." I spoke crying. "I want to go back with him. Mom hits me and blames me for everything. Please..." I spoke sadly.
