Snape's Precious Cargo (ON HOLD)

Snape's Precious Cargo: Dinner. (Chapter 12)

"I am so glad you like it." He was beaming, which made me laugh. We spent the rest of the day in and out of shops, and finally made our way to the castle. 

"I had an amazing day George." I really did, it was the best birthday. He grinned and squeezed my hand, kissing my forehead. 

"I am glad love." We continued on into the castle.

"Ellora!" I stopped, I knew that voice. I cringed and turned around. My father was walking towards us. "Happy Birthday Ellora." I nodded, hoping he would let us go.

"Thank you." I didn't want to talk to him, and I tightened my grip on George's hand.

"I expect you in my office at seven." I was confused, why? 

"For?" This time he gave me a confused expression.

"Your Birthday dinner tonight. Dress nicely." My birthday dinner. I internally groaned, every year we had dinner in London for my birthday. I didn't think that was still on with us fighting and all. I nodded and he left, walking down the hallway. 

"I forgot you guys do that." George gave me a sympathetic look. I sighed, having dinner with my dad was the last thing I wanted.

"Yeah, and dress nice. What the hell was that?" I was fuming a bit now, picking apart his words. "Don't I always dress nice?" I looked at George who smiled and nodded. We made our way back to the Ravenclaw common room. 

"You will be fine love, I will meet you tonight outside my common room, okay?" I nodded, unsure of why. But at the moment I was too consumed by thoughts of the dinner to care. He pressed his lips to mine, and left. I went my room, rummaging through my clothes, until I finally picked out an outfit. (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=50377065)  I showered quickly and did my hair. By the time I was done it was almost seven. I made my way down stairs quickly, not wanting to anger my father with being late. I made it to his office at exactly seven. He was dressed nicely, in typical muggle clothing. A button down shirt, with a blazer and dress pants. He smiled when he looked at me, actually smiled. I was shocked. 

"You look lovely Ellora." I nodded, thanking him. We made our way to the fire, he grabbed my hand, and used floo powder. I felt my stomach turn into knots as we traveled, and jumped out of a fire place in an alley way in London. The hustle and bustle of the city filled my ears. I smiled, and my dad led the way. We finally arrived at Orrery, a place he had taken me last year. 

The food was amazing as always, but tension held heavy in the air through dinner and dessert. I finally couldn't take it anymore and spoke up.

"Why do you hate me." My father's eyes widened, and he put his drink down.

"I do not hate you Ellora." I rolled my eyes, yeah okay.

"That is not true, and you know it." I felt my anger begin to boil and tried to calm myself.

"I love you very much Ellora." His eyes were sincere. "Being a father, alone, is hard." So that was his excuse. I just nodded, not believing him, but not wanting to fight. Neither of us spoke after that, and we soon left. I walked slowly down the street, taking in my surroundings. I did not go to London often, and loved being here. It was a nice break form school. But it was short lived, and we used the floo powder to get back to Hogwarts. Once in his office I sighed, unhappy of having to leave.

"Ellora, I have a present for you." I was shocked, he usually just gave me money, never a present.  "It isn't much, but I thought you would like it." He handed me a small, terribly wrapped, box. I unwrapped it, an IPod? I was confused. 

"What?" He smiled, and pulled it out, turning it on. It was touch screen. 

"It is a muggle device, it plays music. Angela gave me a list of bands you enjoy, and I 'downloaded' it." I could imagine my father asking Angela for help, she probably melted into a puddle of fear. 

"Thank you, I really love it!" I was shocked, and hugged him. It was weird, but was surprisingly nice. 

"Happy Birthday." He led me to the door, and ushered me out, closing and locking it behind me. I flipped through, putting on Happy Birthday by The Beatles, and headed up the meet George.