Angel or Devil-Y/N Granger

Who is y/n Granger

It was a Casual evening I sat in my room listening to music and trying to treat my bruises even though everytime I touched them a shifter ran through my body.
My favourite song was playing and I was lost again in my own little world.
Enjoying the time and vibing to the music I nearly didn't hear the footsteps till it was to late, I hid my phone under the blanket and covered my arms but the door had already been opened - shit.
In the frame stood a tall man with dark long hair, a black blazer and figure that was  more likely to belong to a bear than to a human being. I could see in his dark brown eyes that he knew I was hiding a Muggle thing and I saw the anger flashing in them, but before he could say anything, we heard the door burst and my mom screaming, without hesitation he ran downstairs and signaled me to follow, I quickly grabbed my wand and ran down the stairs.

Our living room was transformed into a chaos: the vase my mother got a year ago lied in splatters on our black carpet and the wooden table was broken to pieces, the windows were shattered and in the middle of this mess there was my mother hold by one of the a men dressed in black who were placed all over our living room.
I tried counting them, but all I could focus on, were that some of them had a button with a MoM and others with a MACUSA on the side of their heart.
I knew what that meant and my father seemed to knew it too, because he slowly took his wand out of the pocket of his blazer.
I also grabed mine tighter till my fingers turned white.
"Expelliramus" the word left the mouth of one of the black men and surprisingly not mine but my father's wand flow in the hand of the man.
Someone grabbed him and in the next moment a wand was hold onto his throat.

One of the men spoke up: "We heard that you know something about the accident at the quidditch championship and the followers of you-know-who forming again?"

Noone answered, you could have heard a feather falling.

The men opened his mouth again and said: "Come on Black this all could be hold short and easy just let this little information leave your mouth, we are not aloud to use veritaserum or anything on you and I doubt that this would work, you probably have your little methods against that.......Come on make it easier for all of us."

Nobody said anything, just ignoring the question my dad tried to break through the arms of the man.

"Okay Black then I will use different methods."
When this words left the mouth of the guy he grabbed me and within seconds the end of his wand was pressed in my skin, where later a bruise was formed.

When I concentrate I can still feel the point where the sharp wood touched my neck.

The man in black then told my parents that if they don't speak he would hurt me or worse.
The words that left my mothers mouth after that made my heart broke into pieces: "Ha, you can kill her if you want it doesn't matter."
The smirk on the face of the guy fall and he send me a confused and sorry saying look.

My father raised his voice saying something I didn't expect: "Come on y/n you have your wand we know you can do it."

Shocked I just stood there, my father never said anything like this, anything....nice.
I didn't move.
My mother clearly not paitcant shouted: "Come on girl do something useful just onetime in your life."
I refused to move, knowing that I wouldn't stand a chance against 9 grown ministry employees maybe even aurors and even if a wonder happens I would go back to my old normal live, a live I wasn't willing to live anymore.
While everyone was silent waiting for my move, in the back of my eye I watched my mother grabbing behind her silently getting her wand and in the next moment a spell was shot, a green light and one of the black man was lying on the floor, he didn't move and even though I stood a few feet away I knew he didn't breath and he never would again.
One second noone moved, noone spoke, noone realised anything - then: chaos.
Green lights, spells shot, my mother on the ground - around her a lake of blood, my father trapped in a circle, trying to fight his way out and me - a little girl, seen by nobody.

So I snuck out of the door, not seen and I ran.
Ran far away through the night. I didn't feel scared, I didn't feel sorry or regret that I didn't do anything, I didn't feel sad, it was not that I didn't realised it I knew that both of my parents were surly dead by now, but I just didn't feel anything. It was just me, my head questioning why I had no regrets and the darkness. Me and the night.
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A/N: Hey Everyone,
I know this chapter was short and I                  thought about publishing it later but I thought you deserve to know about the past of y/n before the charakters will find out.
Thx for reading if you liked it pls comment or vote or do both ;) it would help me a lot
~SmileForMe