Isabella Kingston and Severus Snape

Chapter 1

1964

Today was my fifth birthday, well that's what Mommy and Daddy say. They left me with our neighbor again, they leave me often but they always come back. Sometimes Daddy comes home and he's mean and yells at me and Mommy. But she yells back, they say that it's natural for Mommies and Daddies when I ask why  they yell. Sometimes when Mommy isn't around and Daddy gets mad he hits me, he says not to tell Mommy so I don't. 

But that night Mommy and Daddy never came home, or the next night. I began to worry, sometimes they don't come back after a day or two but by day three they are home. The nice neighbor lady told me that Mommy and Daddy are not coming home and that I was to go to the orphanage. I was allowed a small bag of stuff, so the lady got me a bag and left me to be picked up.  I was alone for a while so I went through the bag the neighbor lady gave me, inside was; a picture of me, Mommy and Daddy, my favorite stuff animal, then some cloths. Still one one showed up til the next day, yet another day alone. 

1966

Its my seventh birthday, and instead of a present (not that I ever got one) I was being  beaten. You see ever since I was shipped to the orphanage I was treated as a slave and was beaten if the smallest thing was wrong. One family almost adopted me but the owners if the orphanage the Clearwaters "adopted" me, really they just didn't want to lose their slave. The Clearwaters only treated me like this, the others didn't get treated like me. The Clearwaters were wizards like my parents, so instead of hitting me they would used magic to hurt me.  I think that the spell that they always use was  "Crucio" but all I know is that it hurts really bad. 

I was only being beaten because my magic was out of control. One of the other kids were making fun of me again so I lost it. I accidentally made another kid's hair catch fire and I only regret it because I got caught.
     "You worthless piece of shit, you are going to expose us one day! We should have just let you die when you got left here! It would have saved us a lot of trouble!!! CURCIO!" Mister Clearwater yelled. Behind him was his wife who was waving her wand about the walls muttering to herself. I yelled and pleaded with her to stop her husband but nothing I did worked and if anything it made them even more angry. This went on until I blacked out... 

1968

Today, I am cleaning the entire house again and I was sore and tired from last nights beating, the Clearwaters were very mad that I got a lot of the kids adopted yesterday at the fundraiser. Ever since my magic has been hard to control they only have me out of my room when the kids are asleep or not in the house so just in case I lost control. So when the fundraiser was put on I was supposed to be out of town but really hiding in my room so no one could see me. I wanted as many kids to go to good homes as possible because no one else should be in this hell hole. I managed to get everyone adopted but a couple of the older kids. I am nine but the older orphan here is 12 and he is a real trouble maker, I try to avoid him because he always just stare at me. His name is Luke Becket. He is a wizard two but the Clearwaters keep him from going to wiazrding school claiming that they are teaching him here. I heard them talking and the Clearwaters plan on doing the same with me. As I clean up I hear someone behind me and I start scrubbing harder so if it is the Clearwaters they don't get mad at how little I have gotten done. 

     "Isabella? Can I talk to you?" I hear an unknown voice behind me.

     "Yes, what is it. I have to clean the whole house before the Clearwaters wake up in the morning. Be quick." I snap. In front of me I see a pair of feet then a hand comes out of no where and lifts my chin up. 

    "Don't be so rude to me, I was going to offer my help because I know you help everyone get adopted from this shit ass place. But if you are going to be a little bitch to me then I might just make your job harder on you and wake up the Clearwaters." Luke says tightening his hand around his my chin, staring into my eyes. There was a hint of something there but I couldn't place it.

    "Oh, I'm sorry. I would like some help, I promise I'll be nice. But please don't wake up the Clearwaters, I can't handle another beating." I softly beg the last part. 

   "Of course I'll still help you,  but if you are rude to me again I'll yell to wake up the Clearwaters," he says. I nod and he steps back and pulls out a box of cigarettes with a wand. He lights his cigarette and waves his wand and the cleaning supplies start to clean by themselves. 

  "How did you do that? I thought that the Clearwaters weren't teaching you magic. How did you get a wand?" I ask in a rush, I was dieing to know already.   

   "They sent to Diagon Alley when I turned 11 and I got a want then everything on the list of book from the boarding school that wanted to join. I taught myself from the books and every year I get new books to learn from. Plus they took the trace off me so I can do magic with out being detected. Here try a cigarette, I got this box and flask for alcohol

 at Diagon alley the last time I went. They magically refill so I don't have to keep buying more, I think it is the coolest thing ever." Luke lit one for me and brought me outside to and together we smoked and talk about everything, for a moment I thought I made a friend. 

1970

Today I turn 11 and the Clearwaters said that they took the trace off me to I could use my new wand that they let me get so I can clean the house faster. Luke has been by my side this whole time and said that he was going to teach me magic. Things are not so bad when you have a 14 year old boy looking out for you.

   I was practicing magic and smoking the cigarettes that Luke got me when he walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He has been doing that for a while so it doesn't bother me anymore. 

    "Hey, sexy. I thought that we could try to be more then friends what do you think?" Luke started kissing my neck and I tired to move away from him but he wouldn't let go.

    "Luke I don't want that, I just want to be friends. Stop kissing me like that, I don't like it. And would you let go of me?" I asked but I don't think he heard me because right after I said that he made a strange sound that I didn't like. 

Then he quickly picked me up and carried me to his room. I tired to get away but he was 3 years older then me and was about twice as strong. He throw me on the bed and continued kissing me.

    "You will like this, just go with it. If you struggle I won't stop darling. The house is empty so no one will be able to help you" 

He kept going, and he was right. No one could help me. 

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