So young, So damaged

Christmassy : Part 2

December 24th, 1995
Juniper's POV

"You lots reek-" my grandfather sniffed me and the others. "Elara call Malia, tell her I need to talk to her."

Elara then walked out of the kitchen to retrieve my mother. The group and I looking at each other with fear and confusion. My grandfather looking between us with stern eyes, his eyebrows pushed together.

My mother entered the kitchen with Elara.

"Yes father?" she asked with her arms crossed as she stood in front of the group and I.

"Your daughter. Smoking."

"I don't know what you are talking about grandfather" I peeked over my short mother and defended us.

"Do not tell lies Juniper. I will not tolerate such parenting."

"I will parent my child the way I want" my mother asked.

"Your techniques are unacceptable, your mother and I did not raise you like this"

"You and mother didn't raise me at all, it was Mors who raised me and look where he is now!" my mother raised her voice to my grandfather. That was the wrong move to do.

"Elara, let's go." my grandfather spoke as he gripped her wrist.

"No, please have her stay longer" I begged. I pulled my grandfathers sleeve, I held onto Ara. I thought he would be weaker because he's old but he is actually pretty strong.

"We shouldn't have came. Elara." My grandfather pulled away from me and held Elara tight as they apparated away.

My mother walked out of the kitchen as I was stunned about what happened, I've never seen my grandfather so mad. I was sad and angry, I wanted to spend Christmas with Elara, I wanted to spend Christmas with my grandfather.

I ran out of the kitchen and ran up to my room locking my door behind me, I fell onto my bed, laid on my side, and pulled the covers over me. I wasn't crying, I just didn't want to ruin the night any more.

My grandfather has never been the one to get mad at me, or anyone.

I didn't start using Alihotsy until last year when my grandfather stopped inviting me over or writing back to me. This past September I found out the reason he hasn't been contacting me was because he had to take care of Ara now.

My parents didn't care of course, they always let me do whatever I wanted as long as I was safe.

I never knew much about my mother's childhood, hence why I didn't know she had a brother and that my middle name is his first name. My parents kept things from me, but I knew they only invited Elara and my grandfather because I told them that I wanted something back for the arrangement they made.

knock knock

"Hon? Are you alright?" Pansy asked outside of my room. I said nothing. "Alohamora"

My door opened, Pansy and Daphne walked in and sat on the edge of my bed.

"They're handing out the presents to the kids and us now, wanna join?" Daphne asked as she crawled across my bed and was now spooning me, Pansy sat where my knees bent and she was running her fingers through my hair.

"I'm fine, I just want to be alone and think for the rest of the night"

"Are you sure sweet pea?" I nodded to Pansy's question with a 'yes'. "I'll have one of the boys bring up your presents when we're done"