A/N: For Ten Topics Ten Drabbles Challenge. This is for About a Serious Topic: Self Harm counting at 292 words. Obviously this fic mentions self harm, and mentions character death.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter
Disappointment
Imagine being the daughter of a saviour. Just take a brief moment to think of how amazing this would be. How fortunate you are for being a part of the greatness that is Harry Potter. Now imagine hearing it every day, every single day, like I have to.
"How fortunate you are to have a father like Harry Potter."
"You must hear the most amazing stories."
"Don't you feel just amazing to have a dad like him?"
"I bumped up your grade, least I could do."
So I stand next to my father at banquets and social gatherings, his little girl, hi pride and joy. The one that he can't look at, because she doesn't get the grades like Albus, or the friends like James does. Who has a name that matches that of his mother, whom he never knew, whom he always regrets not knowing.
I wish I did have the attention of the great Harry Potter like so many people seem to think I do. I wish he looked at me with pride. But the best I ever get is disappointment.
Disappointment when I got into Hufflepuff
Disappointment when I start fights at school.
Disappointment when I got my tongue pierced like Lysander.
Disappointment when he saw the deep purple scar on my wrists.
I have always wondered what he would say, when he saw the scars. Granted 'Stupid inconsiderate girl,' did not really cross my mind. So let me ask you this, those who see me as so lucky.
Does letting your daughter stand on the edge of nothing starring into an abyss of darkness, make you a noble man? How about when she jumps?
Do you wish you were the daughter of the great Harry Potter now?