Broken (Harry Potter Love Story)

Like Me

Like Me

[Dawn's Point of View]

I sat in the darkness by myself in the cold stone floor and shivering uncontrollably by the cold air traveling through this basement. This is what my Adoptive Mother would do at times when she didn't have time to either abuse me or talk shit to me making me feel bad. At least I'm away from her.

She'll leave me food though so I wouldn't starve to death at the 3 days I was down here, what was the food? Some bread and not a lot of water. I guess it's something and I'd save my water every day, I can't go 3 days without water, so on the second day I'll drink what I've saved up but eat the bread. It's a good system I have.

I guess it's okay to be down here since I'll be able to be away from that witch -- like one of those Disney witches -- I dunno, at least I'm a little safe down here. I wonder sometimes what Mrs. Funderson is doing with me being absent from her and everyone in town, which is unlikely for me to actually go over to them unless I wanted to be plummeted with rocks. Sometimes I don't understand why Mrs. Funderson hangs out with me, protect me from my adoptive mother, or even help raise and take cares of me when she isn't with her grandchildren. It wont ever make sense to me because everyone in this town hates me for being a slut to boys here and terrifying or giving the chicken pox's to children. Wherever these parents came up with that idea I have no idea, witches or wizards can't even do that! Then again, Muggles have no idea what it's like to be a witch or wizard now.

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I woke up the next morning (at least I think it's morning) to yelling and shouting, things were crashing upstairs of certain items.

She's drunk. I thought again

This was normal as she's been getting drunk lately since her husband's death, sometimes even bringing guys home from bars she's gone and....yeah....don't want to describe how disturbing it is to hear that. But it wasn't just my adoptive mother's voice it was another female voice, one I could recognize but couldn't put my finger on it. It got me curious as to what this could be but also didn't want to know what was going up there, so I stayed quiet trying to not make a sound as I ate the bread my Adoptive Mother gave me earlier today.

All of a sudden I hear a 'thud' and footsteps  coming to the door, sudden fear going through my body as I tried to find a place to hide somehow, those footsteps sounded angry and if I wanted to live I'd hide from my adoptive mother, she'd find me none the less. But at least I had time to prepare myself or possibly defend myself.

I wasn't able to find anything to hide behind or under since it was so dark in the basement, the light turned off since it can be turned on beside the door on the other side, when the door opened and light flooded into the room making the light hurt slightly and I shield my eyes. "Dawn!" Said a voice and I blinked fixing my vision and saw my best friend there.

"Cat...?"

Cat was there, her face red with anger, but looks like she just ran through the rain. "Holy shit what happened!?" Cat exclaimed coming down and helping me up from the ground, concern and worry washing over her face. "How did you...?"

"I walked here, Mrs. Fenderson talked to me on the phone and told me you were missing. She couldn't go in and she knew that devil of a women would kill her and she knew I could handle her, and you trusted me, so she let me and told me to take you to her house." She told me and I nodded, not knowing if I was offended by Mrs. Fenderson not wanting to come here, but also could understand. She had grandchildren and also a family so she would want to be there for them more.

"C'mon, let's get going." Cat said, getting me out of my thoughts, and took me out of the basement, I could see my adoptive mother there laying on the floor passed out.

Cat lead me to my adoptive mother's room. "I'm not wearing her clothes." I instantly said when she was going through her dresser. Cat stopped and looked at me. "Would you rather wear those clothes in this kind of weather?" Cat asked and I glanced to the window seeing it was raining. "Fine..." I mumble and took a nice looking nude color sweater and went to my room getting some black leggins, which were ripped on the left knee. Cat gave me her gray cotton jacket and I slipped it on as we left the horrible house and left it to the past as I am never going back again and would rather just go to the Black House.

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We walked through the rain to Mrs. Fenderson's house where there were two new cars in the driveway making me feel like Mrs. Fenderson had company right now. Cat seemed to have no shame and just dragged me up to the patio and knocked on the door. We waited a minute until a door opened to a middle-aged man, dirty blonde hair, and gray eyes, he had a slim figure but also carrying a cute little toddler with curly blonde hair who looked a lot like the man who was holding it, I couldn't identify the gender of the child. "Yes...?"

"I'm Cat, this is my friend Dawn, we're a friend of Mrs. Fenderson." Cat said told him with a kind smile.

The man nodded and looked into the living room area. "Mother! There's some women out here for you!" He called out, adjusting the child in his arms as the child stared at us both. Once the old women came into view a revealed look upon her face as she looked at me. "Thank god you're safe." she said with a smile and brought me into a hug.

[A/N]

Okay! Finally finished this chapter! I'm so sorry it took me so long, and I'm going to explain why.
As I was getting over the deaths of Bowie and Rickman I fell into severe depression and finally got a therapist I like and trust so she has been helping me get over my depression, help me with my anxiety that I just learned I have, and other things like taking risks and going out more. So I was focused on my health but also some family drama.

My family was supposed to move to Chilli and I honestly did not want to, I had a horrible feeling, I knew I would feel homesick, but everyone wanted to go except for me. But after all my Dad quit the project he was doing as it was eating his life away and we got to stay home but my Dad had to leave for a month...again...

I'm sorry it took me so long and I'm thankful you guys were patient enough for me to update, I truly am. Also, this chapter is dedicated to @Grifaclaw_potterhead as she sent me a comment saying this series has made her appreciate her life more which filled me with joy as that is the reason why I wanted to become a author, I wanted to help people with my books, and reading that just made me super happy :)

Anyways, I love you Minions ❤️
Byee!