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"In trouble again, Grindelwald?"

"In trouble again, Grindelwald?"

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[Huge time skip]

"In trouble again, Grindelwald?" My best friend spoke while watching me sit outside our headmaster's office.

"Shove off." I muttered.

"What did you do this time?" My best fried Dylan asked.

"Nothing too bad. I just tried made a potion and tried to get one of the girls to drink it to see the side effects." I shrugged.

"Deadly?" He asked. I looked at him confused. "Was it deadly?" He asked.

"Oh. Don't know. Just threw some things in a cauldron." I spoke and giggled. Dylan sighed. "She's a pathetic half-blood anyway. Filthy mother is a muggle." I spoke.

"You need to stop getting in trouble." Dylan spoke. 

"I get bored." I spoke.

"Your a Grindelwald. That last name isn't very common. If I were you, I would do digging in the library. But that's my opinion." Dylan spoke. I nodded taking it into accountability.

Krum then exited out of the office. "Hi, Y/n. Hands to yourself Dylan." Krum warned. Krum was like an older brother to me. Dylan was one of my only friends. 

"Miss Grindelwald, you may come in." I heard Karkaroff's annoying boring voice. I rolled my eyes and walked in, taking a seat.

"Good evening, Headmaster." I spoke.

"Good evening? You almost sent one of the students to St Mungo's!" He snapped.

"It was just an experiment-" I tried to defend myself.

"A deadly one! If you keep pulling stunts like this, I'll have to expel you." He warned.

"I do the experiments to learn though!" I pleaded.

"Very much like your Father." He spoke. "Tell me, Y/n, what do you know about your Father?" He asked.

"Nothing." I spoke.

I used to pray to the stars that Dad would come and take me from that hell I call home. He never came. He doesn't care about me. If he did, he would have came. It went from everyday... to once a month... to never doing it.

"I suggest you look into that." He spoke.

"Okay." I spoke getting up.

"It is the beginning of your third year Miss Grindelwald. Any more stunts and I will make sure you don't return to this school for your fourth year." He warned. I rolled my eyes and slammed his door shut.

I sighed and went to look for Dylan. I found him talking to his friends. I walked up to him and covered his eyes.

"Guess?" I spoke.

"I need a hint." He said laughing.

I sighed. "She's your best friend and she's your favorite person in the world." I spoke smiling.

"That would actually be me, Grindelwald." I heard a female voice from behind me. That stupid voice I hate so much.

"His best friend? Wow, when did the breakup happen?" I asked pretending to be shocked.

She simply glared at me and sat on Dylan's lap. "I'm his favorite person." She spoke. I rolled my eyes.

"You've always been so insecure Elle. Trust me, I have no interest in stealing your boyfriend. He's like a brother to me." I spoke.

"Sure." Elle spoke glaring at me.

"Don't glare at me Elle." I snapped.

"Or what?" Elle spoke.

"Your not worth my time." I spoke and got up and began walking away.

"Yeah, walk away. Just like your Father walked away from you." She yelled. Everyone went silent.

"Elle don't say that." I heard Dylan say in an angry tone.

"What? If her own family doesn't want her that speaks levels." Elle spoke. 

I walked away and into the library. I looked through the books trying to find something about my Father. I couldn't really find much. Just a brief summary that he was a bad person. I reluctantly went to my dorm to go get some rest.

As I laid in bed I thought about what Elle said and I was filled with anger. I hated her. I want her dead.

"I want Elle dead." I whispered.

I closed my eyes and fell into a dreamless sleep.

"How much you've grown, Y/n." I saw my dad standing in front of me.

"Dad?" I asked my voice shaking.

"It's me. I'm here." He spoke hugging me back.

"Why did you leave me with mom?" I asked.

"I didn't want to." He spoke. "You were taken, Y/n." He added.

"Dad, I want to go with you." I spoke.

"You can't. I promise I'll make my way to you soon!" He reassured. I reached forward to hug him but he began disappearing.

"Dad! Dad! Dad!" I yelled. "No! Don't leave me!" I cried. 

Suddenly I jolted upwards. I was in my room with a tear stained face. I looked out my window and it was still night. I sighed and looked at my clock.

3:43 a.m.

I sighed and laid back down. I just saw my dad! In my dreams. But still! I saw my dad! 


A/N: sorry for not updating often. I have a ton of school work. Anyway, I know this chapter is short. I'm sorry! I'll try to upload again today!

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