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Love of a Dragon\'s Daughter:The Legacy	By : Dramionepurehearts Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 3095 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N Finally the sequel is here! Sorry it took long I don’t have a lot of free time right now. So enjoy the first chapter. This chapter is to explain the events that happened between the ending of The Love of a Dragon and this story. The first couple of chapters is going to be like that. Enjoy.
If anyone was to tell me a month ago that I would be here on this cold hard floor in agony, I would have laughed in your face. Because I am being tormented in the very place where my parents created me out of love. This place was never meant to be used as a torture chamber. My mother? She was known as the brightest witch of the age. She also helped the ever famous Harry Potter bring down Voldemort only to find that his daughter Lady Violet rising to power in his place. Yes, my mother is the one and only Hermione Granger. My father? That has been in speculation for many years. Though I look and act a lot like my mom its obvious that my father contributed quite a lot to me. Though I know who my father I know who my father is my green eyes stumps a lot of people. Though I think its obvious that I got my flying skill from him. Mum fears flying because of an event that happened in her first year. I am co-seeker, James is the other seeker for the Gryffindor team. Uncle Harry is so proud. My father is a Deatheater and that in its self is a reason why his identity is so hidden. Though that isn’t the only reason. I am known as the smartest witch of my generation. No one knows who is smarter my mother or I. I feel the pain of the Cruciatus Curse. I look at Daphine’s daughter Astrid is the one cursing me. Yes, Hogwarts isn’t safe anymore. I don’t believe that it ever was, at least not since Lady Violet came to power. For close to twelve years she was the D.A.D.A teacher then last term she made herself headmistress. Which is why mum, me and many others fled. Yes its been truly complicated when your father is a Deatheater and your mum works for the order.
          I remember the battle where Lady Violet came to power even though I was only around two. I remember watching from a staircase while my parents fought below. It was confusing and frightening. I didn’t really understand then, why my father was attacking my mum. When not long before he was snogging my mum. He loved her and then decided suddenly that he hates her? I couldn’t understand what and why this was happening. I didn’t understand then but sure understand now. Even though I don’t like it. “Ready Mudblood?” Astrid sneers at me from behind. And I know she is raising her wand again. Then she throws another curse at me. That causes my surroundings to fade and a early memory comes front and center……………………………………
          I wake up suddenly. I frown. Why did I wake up? Then I hear the sound of sobbing. I get up and walk down the hall. Mummy’s door is slightly open. I look in she is sobbing. Why is mummy sad? I feel arms pick me up and close the door. “Whats with our big four your old up from her nap?” “Auntie Ginny, Why is mummy sad?” Ginny takes me to another room. “Do you remember last year when your mummy became a Veela?” She asks as she sets me on the couch. I nod. “Do you remember us explaining what Veelas are?” I nod again. “Well her mate, your daddy is doing something that hurts her.” Why is Daddy hurting Mummy?” “He doesn’t remember that he loves your mummy or you.” “Why does daddy not remember?” “Because Mummy made him not remember.” Auntie Ginny says and I’m very confused. “Why would mummy do that if it hurts her?” “Your Mummy did that to protect you. Its not safe for your daddy and others to know because of the bad Lady, Lady Violet.” “Is that why spells have been put into James, Nate, Zoey and I so we cant tell who Daddy is?” “Yes that’s right.” I hear crying. That must be baby Albus he is one years old. I follow Auntie Ginny into the other room where baby Albus and baby Sammy is. Sammy is Auntie Luna’s. Baby Albus had woken up baby Sammy. Her hands are full so I wanna help. Then baby Sammy is magically lifted into my arms. He is heavy but I got him. “Be careful Angie!” “I am Auntie Ginny I wont hurt Sammy.” That’s when Auntie Luna came into the room. “Thank you for taking care of Sammy. I’ve got him now.” She says and I let her take him. He likely has to be changed anyway. Auntie Luna doesn’t seem to worry very much when I handle the babies. She makes me feel more like a big girl than Auntie Ginny. Zoey then comes into the room smiling. “Come on Angie we gotta get the boys. They got the play brooms. “ She says happily. “ Lets go.” I say happily as we run into the hall.....
          Tears are running down my face. I have since learned that my father has been cheating on my mum. But is it really called cheating when he doesn’t remember that he and mum are together. And because of the Veela bond will always be together. I don’t know if his indiscretions even count considering he is under a strong memory spell. All I know is that it has been hurting mum so badly every time she feels him bed another. I don’t know how she has even survived th.. Another wave of pain hits me. Cutting off my wave of thought and like before it causes another memory to come to the front……..
          Mummy has been grading papers for an hour now and I am bored. I want to go flying. I had just finished reading Hogwarts: A history. And I really want to go flying right now. But Mummy has to grade papers and while she does I pretty much have to sit and be quiet. This is how it has been since Mummy has become a teacher its been three years since then. I sit on the couch trying really hard to stay quiet. I wonder what Zoey is doing. Her mummy Auntie Luna is also a teacher she teaches Divination. Mommy says she is better at teaching the class then the teacher that used to teach when she was a student. Zoey’s daddy is also a teacher the teacher of Herbology. All I know of the old teacher Professor Sprout is that she was really nice and knew everything about what she was teaching. My Daddy, who I can never talk about in front of anyone who doesn’t know the truth is also a teacher. So at least I see him often. He teaches Potions and I hear that he has a different style of teaching compared to the old teacher Professor Snape. As well as being a teacher for the subject Transfiguration my mummy is also a head of house. Daddy is one too. Oh Merlin! I am so bored. I sigh trying to make sure that it isn’t loud enough to bother mummy. I am trying to be a good girl for her. I pick up my toy Nimbus 2008 which is a lot like the old one only its smaller and doesn’t go as high. I hold my toy broom in my hand. Wishing that I had the toy version of the broom Daddy has instead, He has a Firebolt 10. Mummy doesn’t want me to have it though. She says it goes too fast. Mummy has a broom but she only using it when she has too. She is afraid of flying.
          Then all of a sudden Mummy screams in pain and she falls to the floor. “Mummy whats Happening?” “ It’s the Cruitatus curse.” She manages to get out. “Is someone hurting Daddy?” “Yes!.. I think… He made.. He made Lady Vi mad.” “How? What do you see Mummy?” I ask knowing that Mummy doesn’t always like to tell me what she sees. “She is angry.. He doesn’t want to .. want to sleep.. with her today.” Why doesn’t daddy just crawl into her bed so that she can sleep? Wouldn’t that be better than this? I will Mummy to the couch so she could be comfortable. At least a slightly more comfortable. Magically she is lifted and placed on the couch. Poor Mummy I hope the Veela in her doesn’t kill her. I look at Mummy and watch as the Veela comes out. Mummy’s brown eyes turn black, her nails become longer and more pointy. These changes scare me a little but I know that it is still mummy. Then her beautiful wings come out. She and the Veela are one now. And she wants to protect Daddy but she wont allow herself to go to her. Which I know causes her more pain on top of whatever else she is feeling from daddy. That’s because it goes against the nature of Veelas to hold yourself back from protecting your mate. I remember last week when her Veela came out in a different way. She and Daddy were forced to work together to test some fourth years in some way. Being so close to him she fought for control. Her eyes started turning gold and she started purring. Daddy notices this but her Veela charm was on him and he didn’t push her away but he looked very confused. Mums wings were ready to come out I had to put a stop to this. I concentrated, then magically cold water was poured on mummy. Also a dark purple cloud surrounded daddy and he went back to what he was doing before not remembering what had happened. Mummy mouthed ‘thank you.’ To me and went to take her drought and then returned in full control of her actions. Now I am watching mummy fighting not to go to him. Poor Mummy.
The next day
          I am sitting at the table that is for the children of staff. Zoey was gushing about James and how he was coming for a visit. Nate of course is oblivious to this. He was talking about Quidditch to Krystal the daughter of the muggle studies teacher. One familiar face and a new face joined the table this morning. I can feel the curiosity rising through me and my table mates. The dark haired one speaks first. “My name is Hawk Zabini, my father is teaching Ancient Runes.” Oh my goodness that is my cousin. The one that my mother has mentioned before and whom I have never met before. Then the familiar one with blond hair speaks. “ My name is Dracen (Drakken), Parkinson my mother teaches flying lessons. I remember him from a couple of years ago. And the intensity of his gray eyes hit me when his gaze rests on me. I wonder if Parkinson designed her son to somehow look like my father. Because the blond looks very similar to my father with some differences. The strawberry blond that was Krystal spoke up first. “My name is Krystal Boone, my mum teaches Muggle Studies.” Next Zoey spoke up. “My name is Zoey Longbottom, My brother Nathan and I have both parents on staff. Our Daddy is the Professor of Herbology. And our Mummy is the professor of Divination.” She finishes.
          “Oie green eyed girly. Who are you and what does your parent or parents teach?” Hawk asks. Zoey elbows me. “My name is Angelia Granger, my mummy is the Professor of Transfiguration and is the head of house for Gryffindor…” I trail off. I hate that the spell placed on me makes it physically impossible to mention my daddy in mixed company unless referring to him as a professor in general, and not my daddy. Mummy promises that when I am older that the spell will be lifted. “ Oh Bloody Merlins beard!” I hear Dracen mumble under his breathe. His upset face quickly turns to a sneer. “ I remember you but I had forgot that you were the mudbloods daughter when you look so much like her.” He says and I then look inside his mind a trick that I had learned from Auntie Ginny. ‘Darn It! She’s cute too! But she’s the mudbloods daughter I’m not supposed to like her! But she’s cute…’ His internal battle continues. Glad to know that I’m not the only one conflicted in some way. Then the doors of the great hall opens and in strolls my daddy. He looks like he hasn’t slept and he is wearing a glimmer to hide his wounds. “Sorry I am late for Breakfast I had a pressing matter.” He says to the Headmistess. But its like he is really saying it to Professor Riddle the Defense against the Dark arts teacher. He sits in between Professor Zabini and Uncle Neville. Two places away from where Mummy is sitting. Poor Mummy I know that she is worried…
          These are scenes from my childhood that I would rather not relive. It hurts enough to have to even remember it normally. It hurts far more to be forced to relive it. Because in each memory Mum dies a little more inside. I scream as another wave of pain hits me. And the next memory comes into focus…
          “And that’s why your Father cant remember that there is an us. That is the whole story from beginning to now.” My mum finishes the story she had been telling me in great detail for the past three hours give or take. The story of her and father seems almost like a fairytale but with a sad ending. I turned eight yesterday and my mum thought it was a good idea to tell me all of this today. “Why tell me now?” “ Because you’re old enough to understand now.” “Mum if you’re a Pureblood why do you let everyone call you that foul word and have this?” I ask making her scar that says mudblood come to view. “Because no one knew that I was a Pureblood. And now everyone that knew doesn’t remember.” For some reason I feel angry. “You’re a coward for taking the easy way out and making everyone but Auntie Ginny, Auntie Luna , and Uncle Neville forget! So much for being the brightest witch of the age! You could have thought of another way! Instead you choose a way that hurts you and me! You didn’t even think about how it would affect me! You’re just as bad as Voldemort when he made you and Father think the other was dead!” I scream and I slap her across the face.
          “Don’t you treat your mother that way!” Auntie Ginny says angrily. I feel slightly sorry when mum starts to cry. “ Let her be Ginny.” “But Hermmy, she insulted you when you did this to protect her.” “That’s true but she is also right. I didn’t think about how it would affect her in the long run.” “But you did it for a good reason.” “Yes I did! But is it really fair for her that she has a father but cant feel his love? Knows her father but doesn’t know him outside of the spell, Doesn’t know the real him? And is it right that during her childhood she has watch me die slowly from the inside and take care of me as if our roles are reversed?!” Aunt Ginny is speechless. “Exactly Gin. Even though this was done to protect her none of this is fair or right for Angelia!” Mum dries her tears and goes to make some tea. “You do know that your mother loves you right?” Aunt Ginny asks. I nod ad look away. My arms are folded and crossed. I am still angry at this whole situation that mum created. More angry then sorry still. Then we hear a crash and the sound of broken glass. I wince then I look at Aunt Ginny who is looking at me in return. Then we both ran to the kitchen.
          The teapot and the three teacups are shattered on the floor. Tea is in a puddle on the floor. My mum is sitting in it and sobbing. I go to her more quickly than Aunt Ginny who is round with her fourth child. “It’s okay mum. Whats happening?” I ask as I rub her back. I am used to the role I am forced into. I may not like it but I’m used to it. Aunt Ginny uses her wand to clean the mess. “ He is doing Parkinson and Vi at the same time!” She sobs. Aunt Ginny moves to pick up mum with magic and sets her at the table. “He is doing what with them?” I ask in confusion of what that could possibly mean. Mum cries harder and Aunt Ginny tries to calm her. “ You remember how I explained that boyfriends and girlfriends snog?” Yes?” “Well what your father is foig to Parkinson and to Lady Vi goes beyond that.” I nod as if I understood, but I am still very confused. What goes beyond snogging? “ I’m sorry Angie but that’s as much as I can tell you for now… Hermmy when that’s over go relax I’m taking Angie home with me.” “Okay Gin take.. care of her.” Mum says in between sobs. “You know I will. Come on Angie.” She says turning her attention to me. “How about I floo call Aunt Luna and see if she will bring Nathan and Zoey when we get to my house. How does that sound?” Aunt Ginny asks as we get to the backdoor. Yay! Aunt Ginny is going to fly me to her house. I love flying! “That sounds good Zoey and I need to talk anyway.” I tell her as we lift off the ground. “Wait! Isn’t it dangerous to fly while pregnant?” “Technically but I am an expert flyer. Just don’t tell Uncle Harry alright?” I can hear the silent or my mother for that matter. I laugh. “ Okay.” Don’t you want to talk to Lily too?” “She’s two I cant talk to her about boys the way I can with Zoey.” Now Aunt Ginny Laughs. “That’s true just as least play with her a little. I don’t want her to feel left out. She looks up to you and Zoey.” “I understand.” I say and then we land in front of number 12 Grimmauld place.
          Aunt Ginny and I walk into her home. “Mum you can go home now. I’m back.” Ginerva Weasley! You better not have been flying! You font care if you are a Professional Quidditch player its not safe for little Candance .” “ Candy is wonderful besides I flooed home with Angie.” “Oh Angelia is here?.. Please bring her in to see me.” Aunt Ginny and I share a laugh at this. We walk into the kitchen. Grandma Molly is standing in the kitchen wearing a worn apron the smell of cookies in the air. I love cookies! What am I kidding who doesn’t like cookies? Grandma Molly holds her arms out to me. I fly to them. Unfortunately not literally. “ How are you Angelia?” Grandma Molly asks as Aunt Ginny goes to make that floo call. “I’m okay.” “Hows your mother?” She asks as she puts me down. I look at the ground as I shuffle my feet. Mum says that my father used to do this in similar situations. Its interesting to see where my father shows in me. “Angelia hows your mother?” She says with controlled patience that she has gotten from having raised 7 children. “She’s hurting real bad.” I answer honestly knowing that I am not being real clear. “What do you mean Angelia?” “It has to do with the unnamed father. Hermmy’s Veela is making her feel and be aware of everything he feels and does.” Aunt Ginny answers for me. “ Does anybody know who Angelia’s father is? Cause I would like to give him a piece of my mind.” Grandma Molly says putting her hands on her hips. “No one knows mum. Not even he knows. Hermmy is not talking..”
          “Why wont she let anyone in?” “She is following her plan no matter how painful it is.” Aunt Ginny answers. Grandma Molly sighs. “ Zoey and Nathan are coming over very soon.” “Speaking of that, Harry and Ronald floo called earlier that they will be home in time for dinner. But you know that your brother wont stay much longer than that.” Grandma Molly says shaking her head. Aunt Ginny and I share a look. We don’t trust Ron. Anybody who was dating Parkinson even if it was only while they were in school makes them untrustworthy. That’s mums and Aunt Ginnys reason at least. Mine is that he gives me a bad feeling. His blue eyes seem cold and cruel. I don’t have a clue why. “My brother’s eyes didn’t always seem that way.” Aunt Ginny says aloud once we were out of earshot. Teddy comes running in with James and Albus at his heels. Aunt Ginny laughs. “Where’s the fire boys?” At that the boys stop in their tracks. Teddy the tallest at age eleven will be starting Hogwarts in September. Lucky! I wish I was. James in the middle at median height is my age. Then Albus at the end the smallest at five years old. “ Hi Angelia.” Teddy says blushing as he smiles. He likes me. Lovely. He is like a brother to me. I smile back. “Hello Teddy. Hey boys why don’t we play Quidditch later?” The three boys nod. “Sammy, Nate, Zoey and Amber are playing with us too.” I tell them. “ Aunt Ginny I would let Lily pay but I don’t want her to get hurt. The same with Jacob.” “I understand. I will keep them busy.” “ Thanks Aunt Ginny.” That’s when we hear the sound of the floo. Out comes Nate, Zoey, Sammy, and Amber. Aunt Luna comes out holding her pregnant belly. Uncle Neville is holding baby Jacob who is six month old and soo cute!
          My aunts compare notes on their pregnancies even though Aunt Ginny is farther along for once. Then my aunts leave the room with Uncle Neville following behind with baby Jacob. “ So Zoey you guys up for a game of Quidditch?” “ Are we ever!” She shouts and they bring their toy wands and enlarge their brooms. I take my toy wand and say, “ Accio my broom.” And my toy broom flies into my outstretched hand. Everyone looks at me in surprise. “ How did you do that?” Teddy asks. “ I have read about it and I have heard and seen my mum use this spell often. “ I say and we run outside. Uncle Harry had set up two Quidditch pitches. One for us kids and the other one that’s made to scale like Hogwarts. Uncle Harry says we can use the latter when we start Hogwarts. We go to our Quidditch pitch. James was picked for team 1, the Lions captain. Teddy was chosen for team 2’s captain. Since was part of the winning team last time he choose the name for our team. James choose the name the Ferrets. After what my father got turned into his fourth year. Uncle Harry likes to tell the story often. I frown and gather my team together even though Teddy is captain. Zoey choose to be chaser, Teddy is keeper. I am the Seeker. Of course. And Amber is the beater for our team. Not a proper team but oh well. We take to the skies and make the equipment go on its own. Their was a score keeper board that automatically kept score. I was against James going for the snitch. Nate is keeper for his team. Albus is against is going against Zoey as chaser. And Sammy is going against his sister Amber as beater. This is going to be fun.
Later
          Uncle Harry, Ron, Uncle Bill and Uncle George all came out to watch us play for a few minutes. They were enjoying watching us play so much that they wanted to play with us in minutes. Kind of predictable. Uncle Harry joins James team as another chaser. Ron joins his team as well, he takes the position of beater even though he was a keeper at Hogwarts. Uncle Bill joins my team as a beater. And uncle George joins my team adding another chaser to the rooster. Neither of the two teams was a proper team still, but it was better than it was before. Victoire, her mother Flour started to watch. So did Aunt Ginny, Aunt Luna, Uncle Neville amd my mum who had just apparated in. I can see all this from the corner of my eye. I have the snitch in my path of eye sight. Unfortunatly, for me so did James. ‘Your mom is remembering watching your father and Uncle Harry play Quidditch for school. It was very much like this.’ I hear Aunt Ginny say in my head. Well, I knew I got my love of flying from him. But I didn’t know that I have Quidditch from him too. My mum forgot to mention that. Then James and I both reach out for the toy snitch at the same time. The toy snitch is also a bit bigger than a real one unfortunately cause we both have a grip on it. “Let go!” I say. “No you let go!” James say. We start a scuffle and fall off our brooms. We weren’t at a height that would cause a real injury, but we felt ourselves slow down and fall gently as if being set on the ground. That must have been mum. James and I are rolling on the ground trying to get the other to let go. At this point pretty much everyone is laughing. Then Grandma Molly came out. “Dinner is ready. Enough of this nonsense.” “Mum Quidditch is a lot of things but its not nonsense.” Aunt Ginny says. That’s when the adults started arguing over who should take the snitch. If a parent from one team or the other took it then that team would win. It was decided that Flour should take it since Victoire wasn’t playing. Victoire wasn’t playing and neither was her brother Pierre who is five. They were watching their Dad.
          Flour takes the Snitch signaling that the game ended in a tie. We headed into the house and I notice how Victoire looks at Teddy. It’s the same look that he gives me. Great, I’m stuck in the middle of a bleeding triangle. A position that I don’t want to be in. Zoey is looking at James and he of course is oblivious to it. We are all sitting around the kid table. Boys are one side and us, girls are on the other. The boys have one more on their side then we do. Zoey is on my left, and Lily on my right. Victoire is on Lily’s right, and Amber is on Victoire’s right. James is across from Zoey. Teddy is across from me ugh. Albus is on the left of Teddy. Sammy is on the left of Albus. Nate is next to Sammy. And Pierre is next to Nate. Poor Nate; he and I both have crushes that cant be here. He likes Krystal Boone. And I like a certain blonde that still battles with himself about me.
Later
          Zoey and I go off to the room we both use while here. “You’re thinking about him aren’t you?” “I cant help it. I really like him. And I am following in my mother’s footsteps.” Something Zoey knows that I fear because I don’t want to live with the same pain that my mother has to live with. Then we hear footsteps. “You have got to know who your father is you little brat!” We hear and then we see Ron come in. His eyes like ice makes fear run through my back. He picks me up. “And you will tell me.” “Put Angie Down!” Zoey Says even though she is scared of Ron too. “Shut up Lunie number two!” Ron says. With the flick of his wand Zoey is on her bed. Another flick of his wand and she is in a full body bind. Ron tells me again to tell him. I open my mouth, but the spell makes me physically unable to say it. “Bloody Hell! Your under a spell! I should have known the brightest Mudblood of the flipping age would do that!” He shouts. I gasp in shock. I have never heard a Weasley say that about my mum. “ I guess something of Parkinson rubbed off on you!” I retort. But I have no idea where that came from. He throws me against the bookcase . “And you are nothing but a Bastard child!” He screams at me. “She happens to have a father Ronald, you’re just jealous that you weren’t man enough!” “How did you know to come? I placed a silent charm around the room?!” “ I always know when Angelia is in danger because of a love protection spell I put on her the night she was born!” At that Aunt Ginny and Aunt Luna come in. Aunt Luna sees Zoey in a body bind and me bleeding on the floor. “How dare You!”Luna says as she slaps Ron. Ron pushes her and she falls on her daughter. Then I see Uncle Neville punch Ron. They’re in a scuffle now. Its strange Uncle Neville isn’t normally one for a fight but I guess the situation calls for it. Ron ends up kicking Aunt Ginny and then Uncle Harry gets into it. I hear a tear of fabric and I see that Ron has the new dark mark. Which is like the old one only a moon and a bat has been added to it. Everyone is now looking at Ron in shock. Then he disapparates. No one is sure how to react to Ron being a Neo deatheater. Uncle Harry is the first to move which he does to remove the body binding spell from Zoey. Mum comes to me and helps me with my wounds. I can see that beyond the upset in my mother’s eyes there is a hollow pain. How much more can my mum take?....
          The memory fades and I honestly don’t want to see anymore. “See you in the morning bright and early mudblood!” Astrid says in a steer. And she walks off and I’m left on the cold hard ground. I’m left alone in the room of requirement. With guards watching the outside. But I’m too tired to imagine it as something else. With this room all you have to do is imagine it and the room changes to suit you. But I’m so tired. I think I have an idea of how mum felt when she was captured for two years.
The next morning
I am kicked awake. Astrid is standing over me. “ Its time mudblood.” And I then feel a wave of intense pain. I scream as a memory comes into focus for me to relive….
          “Why do I have to do this mum?” “Its to be sure no one attacks you solely because you are my daughter.” I shuffle my feet. “What about if you need me..for you know?” “Its time for you to be what you are Angelia. An extraordinary witch child. Its time for you to be a child.” It was almost my birthday. I had been born at eight pm. My mum did a spell to be sure. “Fine! Do it then.” I tell her and my mum says the spell that makes the glimmer take effect. My hair becomes straighter and darker. I become about two inches taller. My skin becomes lighter. The only thing that didn’t change about me is my eyes. That’s curious. “Who am I now?” “You are Angelia Serena Rose from America.” “That isn’t much different if people are smart they will figure it out.” “You would be surprised. Because it is so obvious no one would expect it.” Then all of a sudden the clock stuck eight and a sudden pain hits me and I fall to the floor. “Gin, Luna, Fluer! Is it really happening now?” My mum cries out in concern. I then hear the other Veela women come in. They murmer amongst themselves while I scream in agony. “She is going through it.” Aunt Luna says while the others murmer their agreement. “But she is only ten!” My mum cries out completely anxious. My mum gently picks me up and holds me. “I’m going to have to make her a special drought because there is no way I am letting her mate by the time she’s eleven!” My mum says. “What?!” I manage to say through the pain. “Angelia, sweetie you’re a Veela.” How can be a veela already? It’s too early for my inheritance to come. I’m just a kid. My mum and aunt Luna started to go over components of this special drought. Aunt Ginny and Fluer were lost between them. Will this pain ever end? ‘It should end by early morning.’ Aunt Ginny tells me in my head. ‘Should?!’ ‘Well it should as long as your mate isn’t feeling pain andor isn in danger.’ ‘Great my release from pain depends entirely on my mate.’ ‘Welcome to life as a Veela.’ I hear as I pass out.
Next Morning
          I open my eyes and I’m in my own bed. I notice immediately that I feel no pain. Yes! I go and get ready for the day. Then I scream and fall to the ground. “What is it Angelia?” I hear my mum ask. ‘I don’t know its painful burning. It’s like my body is on fire from the inside.’ I say in her head like Aunt Ginny taught me. “The Crutatius Curse. It must be your mate. Someone is using the Unforgivable on him. Do you have any idea who he might be?” ‘Is it possible that my mate can be someone I already like?’ “Maybe. That was the case with Ginny and Luna.” ‘What about you and my father?’ “I’m not sure if that counts. All I know its not that common. But your mate is your perfect match. Why do I get the feeling that you already like someone?” ‘That’s because I do.’ “Oh goodness who?” ‘Just think of the one bloke that could be my father if he lived in my generation.’ My mum shakes her head. And I have to endure this for a little over and hour more. Then I feel a release. “Could you see who was attacking him?” “I couldn’t really see it was too hazy.” “Could you see anything?” “I could see it was a really large room and their was Quidditch stuff on the walls. All I could see of the attacker was a pair of cold, icy blue eyes.” I said knowing that wasn’t helpful to her. “Its alright we did discover something. If he likes Quidditch then he is a wizard and there is a chance that he will be at Hogwarts. And there is also a chance he can be who you have a crush on.” That is a good think. And I cant help but feel hope that my mate is the blond that I have a crush on. “Oh and you’re supposed to be from America. Try practicing the American accent.” “ I will try mum uh.. mom.” “You will have to work on that. And you will have to do more than try. Everyone has to believe that you are from America.” “We Americans, we call it the US or the USA. Mom I just went through an Unforgivable and you are putting this crap on me?! I thought you wanted me to be just a kid! Well I kid that happens to be a witch but still!” I say in anger. I cant believe she is throwing all this at me after what I had just experienced.“Smashing! That was great darling. I’m going to owl the headmistress, then we are going shopping. You need a new wardrobe.” I watch her run off. Strange she is never this excited about shopping. She is definitely trying too hard. Doesn’t she know that I can see how hallow she is getting. My mum needs my father. She needs him soon. Or I fear she will be too far gone to be saved…
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