hard to love

"Nice to meet you, Y/n."

I looked behind me and glanced at the people surrounding me.

They were all crowding around different shops, ooing and awing at the wands and broomsticks

"Y/n!" I spun around and saw my parents.

"Where were you?" My Father complained "We were worried sick!"

"Sorry" I apologized. "I got lost."

"Rubbish." My Mother grunted, obviously not believing me.

"Let's go get your wand first." My Father suggested.

My Father But his hand on my shoulder as he guided me through the mobs of witches and wizards,

We walked into a shop were different colored wands were placed on large shelf's.

"Why Hello there." I spun around and saw a Old Man with Sad blue eyes smiling at me.

"Hi." I said.

"Looking for a wand?" He asked.

"Yes," My Father interrupted. "Give me one of your best wands, I don't want any," My father snorted. "Muggle born wands."

I clenched my fists in anger.

My father can be a bitch sometimes.

"Yes, very well." The Old man said. He disappeared into the back of the store.

I turned to my father and showed a look of anger. "How could you say that?" I whisper/yelled

"Do you even know what Muggle born wizards are y/n?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, and it doesn't mean they should be treated differently than pure bloods." I snarled.

"They aren't true wizards Y/n." My Father walked over to me. "They just had a little luck."

I glared at him, showing anger in my expression.

All of a sudden the Old man came back from the other room. He was holding a wand

He handed it to me. "Now, Miss Y/n, the wand chooses the owner, so just do me a favor and wave the wand in the air."

I did as I was told and did a quick wave with the wand.

Nothing happened.

The Man snatched the wand out of my hands and shook his head "no, no, no, not this one."

I heard the door open from the out side.

A man with long blonde hair and blue eyes came in with what seemed like his son, also a blonde with blue eyes.

"Why if it Isn't Mike Diamond!" The tall man shook hands with my father.

"Lucius! What a surprise." My Father smiled. "So how have things been? Looking for a wand I suppose?" My Father looked at The son.

"Right you are." Lucius said.

"And who is this?" Lucius pointed at me.

"This is my daughter y/n."

The blonde Son looked at me.