Read and review!! It's a bit violent but that is necessary. I know Fawkes doesn't usually deliver the letters but..... this is really short I know. It's basically a prologue. Tell me what you think. Characters need improving, too violent for you, whatever. I'll stop rambling now and let you get to reading.
It was dark and cold that night. Simone's father, Tim had been out drinking. She knew what that meant, drunken rages and sleepless nights. Simone vaguely remembered a time when her father hadn't gotten drunk.–BANG- Simone heard the front door slam. She cowered in the closet. Terror showed in her every tremble.
"Terra-Ann! You can't hide from me!" He growled.
Moments later he found her sitting on the bed calmly reading a book. She got up and greeted him.
He grabbed her screaming, "Terra-Ann you ungrateful little.... OWWWW!" She had kicked him.
He punched her hard leaving a slight discoloring on her cheek. Her tears flowed freely without shame.
"How dare you talk to that man? You slut! You whore!" He howled.
Terra-Ann merely glanced at the floor knowing that her husband didn't mean the terrible things he said.
"Answer me!" He screamed.
She looked him in the eye and said nothing. Angrily he slapped her. The blow was so hard she fell to the floor and curled into a ball. He kicked her back, arms, legs, and face. She laid there helpless to the pain. Her blood and tears staining her blonde hair and white t-shirt. She cried not for herself but for him. He left her there and went off in search of Simone.
Terror held Simone in its clutches. She shivered waiting to be found. Stomp, stomp went her father's boots as he stomped through the hall.
Now beginning to scream out her name, "Simone! You didn't clean your up your mess!"
Fear gripped her. Frozen in place one thought went through her head, "I'm going to die." Emotions bubbling over, tears threatening to spill, still she sat aware of every breath and step he took. He got closer and closer to her room, her closet, and her. Fear coursed through every vein, every bone in her body. Her father tore her closet door off its hinges. In raging fury he dragged her out and threw her down. She curled into a ball and screamed in pain as he kicked, punched, and slapped. A red tailed bird flew in and pecked at Tim in fury. Tim backed away. The phoenix flew up to Simone and its tears fell upon her wounds. Her wounds healed and she gasped with in mixture of fear and amazement. The bird Fawkes presented her with a letter and then flew off. Still intoxicated with amazement she slid her finger under the seal and pulled the letter out.
Dear Miss Simone Meers,
You have been invited to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It has come to our attention that you have shown special abilities in your childhood and you are now at the age of which you can shape and mold that ability. Enclosed is a list of books and materials you will need.....
Tim grabbed the letter out of her hands and scanned it.
"That's mine." Simone said weakly.
"What is this? You are not going to a school for fools who think they have magic! I will not stand for this!" Her father yelled becoming red in the face and slapped her once more.
At that time a strange man with a shrewd nose and black glasses swept into the room.
"Who are you?" Tim pointed a beefy finger in the man's direction.
"I am Lennon Meers. My niece is going to Hogwarts whether you like it or not." Lennon said with an air of power surrounding him.
"You're not her uncle!"
"Yes I am. Your mother kicked me out when I was four. You were a baby." Bitter resentment showed in his voice.
"But...but...but..." Tim stammered.
"Simone will gather her things and come with me." He ordered.
"No." Her father made one last attempt to waiver Lennon.
Lennon pulled out his wand and floated Tim into the air. Tim fainted.
"Now come, my dear. You don't have any belongings do you?" Lennon said. "Good. Follow me."
Simone followed forcing each limb to move. Lennon brought her to his large estate using an illegal portkey.