endless desire

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So, here we are again standing in front of the huge doors that lead into your second but most loved and desired home, Hogwarts. As you stand there in awe, the wind brushes slightly thru your (y/hc) hair, you rewind back how it all began...

"Daddy no! I'll stay here no matter what you say, I hate your stupid job, stupid house, stupid way to think I will agree to this! This place here is the last thing that holds me near mum and you really want to take it from me? and on top throw me into that stupid school full of stupid twats?! You must be kidding! I hate you!" 

You shouted at your dad, who just told you the "great" news of you two moving to England, London in particular, for his new job he just signed the very last paperwork for.  Francis, your dad, was thrilled at first about this extraordinary offer he had accessed, in fact he just thought this would be a good new chapter for you two to participate after his wife and so too your mom tragically died due to a task which obviously was not able for her to fulfil the way she wanted to. But even more tragic is, you two still due to this day don't know, what she was up to. That unsatisfying unknown feeling did hurt you even more than anything else. 

Anyways, you slammed the door after you had ran up the stairs like the maniac you are and left your dad doubting his entire decision he had made sitting at the large dining table. Although there isn't really anything he could do other than let you hate him and take you with him to London, because at the very end, he's the one making final decisions above your head, because you're only the child, and you literally despised that fact.

But upstairs, in this beautiful high roofed room with large windows that give you the chance to gather a look over the whole exceptional courtyard of yours, toys and books as much a child can only dream of and beautiful dresses made by only the best dressers and stylists there are.. sits a little 11 year old girl, crying and sobbing over the loss of her beloved mother, the ignorance of her father and the circumstances of not having the ability to start the wizardry school she at first were so happy to be attending so very soon. 

You shrug out of your miserable thoughts as soon as you heard a soft knock at your door and you dad only peeking his head thru the slightly opened door, as if he is afraid of being hit by a flying book or something that way. 

"What do you want?" you ask cold but still quietly sobbing in between your words.

"Talk to you maybe and handing you something that just got here for you?" Francis asks as if he is afraid to break this fragile conversation.

"Come in, I'll listen."

He quickly gets thru the door and sits on your bed facing you.

"Darling, I never would only have a single thought or intention in hurting you, in any kind of way! you are the only thing I have left of your mum, you are truly a gift and every second I can spend with you, every laughter we share and every hug you decide to benefit me with, is a true gift I will treasure my whole life. But I just think this is the new chapter we have to start and it will lead us on so many new parts of our lives and paths, you will see, my love, everything will turn to your own good. Side fact, you'll be able to get in touch with your cousin Mattheo Riddle, he is your age in fact. Luv... I'm so sorry to just have to take me with you only because we don't have any other way and I will be taking that opportunity. Besides that, I wanted to give you your very own invitation letter from your new school. Trust me, you'll love it! It's a lovely place and you will be fitting in just fine. I'm heading to get some sleep, just read it and let it wander thru your mind a little but head to sleep soon too. I love you, darling." And with that he ends his lecture just by placing a soft kiss on your forehead. 

Now you sit there in silence, nearly at ease with everything. You look down on the rustic looking envelope in your hands with the bright read seal, still holding your untouched future in it but not anymore, you open it.. now it all begins.

Dear (Y/n) Laveau

we are pleased to inform you...