Going Away
Chapter 1.
Brielle Kacia Talbot went to bed with bruises and cuts every night, painful mental scars from the previous day's events. There was hardly ever had a night when she didn't feel pain. The cuts stung. "Will this ever end?" she thought, but she was hopeless, defenseless and tired. Tired of feeling this way all the time.
Her mother, Mindora Akrie Beckonsfield , left she and her father behind years and years ago. Brielle never forgave her for that, leaving her alone with the wretched human being she called her father. Nathaniel Talbot didn't work, went to pubs and parties nightly and he beat her, in drunken fury, all the time. Sometimes because she didn't clean her room, or didn't do the laundry, and sometimes because he just felt like it. The moment she heard the door shut, she hid, but there was no way to avoid it, he marched upstairs and the beatings began, like clockwork, every night. The more she screamed the harder he swung, she knew it was no use but she thought that maybe, just maybe someone would walk by that shabby little house on Blackly Street, and care enough to do something about the abuse that went on inside.
But on June 15th that all would change. A tall man, with long white hair, and a beard to match came to their door. He introduced himself as Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Could it be? All the strange things that had been happening ever since she could remember, light bulbs exploding in a moment of fury, things dancing around the room, even disappearing. None of that was coincidence, like her teachers and father had said, but magic? She always hoped there was something special about her, but not something like this! Was this all a sham? To get a little girl's hopes up, and then break her heart? She couldn't get her hopes up, which was easy, considering things like this happened all the time. Like the time her mother sent her a letter -which came by owl, which she thought was truly strange- that said that she would come and take her away from her father, and away from the home that she so loathed. But her mother never came, never stole her away from this wretched home. She couldn't get her hopes up, but somehow she knew, that this man, Dumbledore was telling the truth, and that this September she would be leaving, hopefully forever, to never see this place again.
