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The party had just ended. Eleanor had gone to her room early out of boredom and was reading a muggle book she had been bought for her birthday, when the door opened and bounced off of the wall with a slam, catching her off-guard and causing her to jump slightly.
"What the hell was that?" Angelica yelled at her daughter who was still reading. "You completely ruined the party you fool! It was meant for you to meet a Pureblood boy to get married to but you couldn't even do that! You useless Bitch!"
"Ne m'appelez pas une salope." El muttered under her breath.
"I'll call you whatever the hell i want!" Her mother yelled in her face. "Give me that filth!"
She snatched the book out of her daughter's hands and read the title.
"Alice in Wonderland? Grow the hell up Eleanor! There's no Wonderland!" Her mother shouted again, causing El's father to come up.
"What's the problem?" He asked impatiently. "I was busy."
"Our daughter is reading this muggle filth!" Her mother rioted.
"Well, there's only one way to solve that." John said.
He grabbed the small book and started to rip the pages out, them spiralling all around the room.
"Father, no! Not my book! Father!" Eleanor shrieked, rushing forward, trying to retrieve the precious book. "Père! Arrête s'il te!"
Angelica held her daughter back, laughing as the girl's eyes widened in horror and shock, tears running down the small girls face.
"C'est ce que tu as! Vous salope!" Her father yelled at El before whipping out his wand and threatening her with it.
"One more cry and I'll Crucio you." He said.
El tried to keep still and not cry but I didn't work as a singular tear dripped down onto the carpet below her.
"Crucio."
Her screams doubled in fear and worry as she felt as if she was dying, her biggest fear, painfully falling onto the carpet below her.
The curse was taken off her eventually and her mother walked over and whispered in her ear. "Don't bother coming downstairs for the rest of the night." Before they walked off, hand in hand, leaving Eleanor struggling to catch her breath on the floor.
The girl cradled her book in her arms and cried herself to sleep for the rest of the night, waiting and wishing for this nightmare to end.
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The sun rose the next morning and as usual, El awoke early. She had the willpower to go to sleep late and get up early so she wouldn't have to sleep for so long.
She got ready for the day, leaving her unbrushed hair in a low bun and walking towards the door.
It was locked.
Shit.
"Well, guess I'm going hungry today then." She murmured quietly.
This wasn't unusual or rare. It happened on a weekly basis.
She would be locked in her room for the whole week, with a house elf bringing her a singular slice of break and water every once in a while when her parents remembered.
Now she had to wait a week to get out of this hell.
Day two wasn't any different. But day three was.
Angelica came barging in saying-"Get ready. We're going to Diagon Alley to get your Hogwarts stuff."
It was her father's idea as her mother followed up with- "If I was up to me, I'd send you there with nothing. After all, you deserve nothing."
"Get ready you ungrateful Brat."She repeated impatiently.
Now, Eleanor was going to be hungry and bored for the rest of the day.
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The Man- James Potter. ²
Fanfiction"I'm so sick of running as fast as I can. Wondering if I'd get there quicker if I was a man" An object. That was all Eleanor Miller was most of her life. That's all there was for an only child Pureblood family. She felt worthless and useless; only w...
