"Grace..." my dad said from my door. I groan irritatably. My dad and I were in a fight. We fought quite a bit. But this fight was different this time. He had called me a mistake and hit me. I mean, what father does that? I turn in my desk chair to face him. I put my left leg over my right and fold my arms.
"What?" I say. I can see him getting irritated.
"I came to... apolagize." the word sounded forced from his mouth.
"I dont accept." I turn back around and continue working on a writing project.
"You dont have to finish that." he said. I turn my chair slowly.
"Umm... Its due in a week. I have four more pages to do and I have to write the summary and epilogue. So, please explain to me, why dont I have to finish this project?" I say.
"I pulled you out of school." He slyly grinned. I jump out of my chair and it slams into my desk.
"WHAT?!" I scream. I am so pissed right now!
"You arent going back to school."
"Then where on Earth am I going to get my education? You know I want to be a lawyer and that was the best damn school in the country! It takes a miracle to get in and you just pull me out like its no big deal!" I scream. He doesnt look upset with my screaming. He looks like he was expecting it. He places a letter on my pillow and leaves my room. He closes my door with a soft click. I hear him walk down the stairs. I storm over to my bed and snatch the letter. I tear it open. It reads:
Dear Miss Snape,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Deputy Headmistress
My dad pulled me out of a college prep school for a magic school?! I mean, its really cool but... Its always been my dream to be a social services lawyer- a lawyer who works with getting a child out of an abusive home- since I was eight. I am eleven. My dad, Severus Snape, works at this school. He told me he worked here but never told me what kind of school. I know now. He is a wizard and I am a witch. I wonder if my mother was a witch.
Wait... What about Eli? Eli is my -secret- boyfriend. My dad hates the idea of me having a boyfriend but I dont really care. Eli and I have been together for almost a year and a half now. I loved him and he loved me... What is he going to think of me leaving. My dad nows he's my best friend and I am pretty sure he is going to tell me I cant tell him.
Hold on a second... My dad called me a mistake and hit me a week ago. Yes, a week ago. We have deliberately ignored each other for a week. So, he did that and the first thing he tells me is that he is tearing away my dream from me! I throw the letter on my bed and throw my door open. I storm down the stairs and into the living room where Dad sits, drinking coffee and reading a newspaper.
"What the hell?! You are a wizard and you never told me?! And you think that just because I am witch I want to go to this school! Well, sorry to be a disappointment to you, but you dont have to reply. I'm not going." he looks up from his paper and stares at me with his expressionless eyes.
"Oh, but I already sent the letter saying you will be attending."
"YOU WHAT?! DID YOU EVEN THINK TO TAKE MY THOUGHTS INTO CONSIDERATION?! I DONT EVEN WANT TO GO TO THIS STUPID SCHOOL SO PLEASE TELL ME WHY YOU ARE TEARING AWAY MY DREAMS!" I scream at the top of my lungs in pure rage. He throws his paper onto the floor and sets his cup on the table. He stands and walks over to me. Tears threaten to fall.
"I am not tearing you away from your dreams. You-"
"Yes you are! I want to actually do something in the real world that will help make a difference and you are taking that away from me! Just like you are taking me away from my best friends and my boyfriend!" I slap my hand over my mouth as I say that last part.
"Your what?" he growls. I take my hand away from my mouth and look up at him with a new confidence.
"Thats right. My boyfriend. We've been together for a year and half now and we've done it right under your nose. We love each other and you that might be the only thing you cant take from me."
"Who?"
"Who what?"
"Who is this boy?"
"Why should I say?"
"Because you know better and I warned you what I would do to any boy who got near you." I remember what he said slowly. Damn. He said he would personally "take care of him" meaning, kick his ass and dump him in an alley.
"I wont let you hurt him." I say with a force I've never had before. Even though my voice wavered, I sounded fierce. Dad looked at me in shock.
"Excuse me? How dare you speak to me that way!"
"Thats the way you speak to me and everyone else. Now you know how you sound. That was a near-perfect impression of how big of an ass you are!" I yell before I turn and run to the the front door.
"And where in hell do you think you're going?" Dad yelled from the kitchen.
"None of your damn buisness." I say before I slam the door and walk out to the sidewalk.
