Disclamer: I don't own Harry Potter, Gundum Wing, or Yu Yu Hakosho.
WARNING: Does talk about past rape/abuse. There is an OC. You will see her a lot in my stories. She will be the only one in this story. Fluffy.
How did I get here? Why am I here? I think as I am laying in the girl's dorm of Slytherin house. I start thinking back to the day I got my letter.
"Wake up, you ungrateful brat! I give you a roof over your head, clothes on your back, food on the table, and give you pleasure ever night! All I ask is that you do some chores and cook for your old man, is that really too much compared to what I do for you?" Dad's voice fells the house as he yells at me for not having the breakfast done when I have had no sleep.
I am awake. I want to yell back. Yes, it is a lot I have to do. I cook every meal, yet don't get any. The clothes you give me a threadbare or meant to make me a show to you and/or your guests. I have to clean everything, tend the garden, go to school, and do my homework. I have nightly nightmares, not to mention the fact that if you have a party I have to perform for the guests, or the fact that I perform nightly for you, which is something I don't want to do. I want to say all of this, but instead a "No, daddy. Sorry, I will hurry up." is the answer I give. After he left, I do the dishes, and get the table ready for my lessons. As I am doing my lessons, I hear some tapping on the living room window. I look out and see… An owl?!