I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SOOOO SO SO SO SO SO SORRY!

THIS IS DIRECTED TO THOSE OF YOU READERS THAT HAVE BEEN FOLLOWING ME.

I won't let this happen again. I promise.

This chapter was a bitch to write.

And it's shit short too, T_T . I hate myself. I shouldn't have the right to make Fan Fiction.

Anyways..

(Clears Throat)

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING. ONLY ANDY

NJUTA (Enjoy in Swedish. If its not please tell me.)

"Change." Natasha ordered Andy, shoving her into the locker room with her uniform.

She turned to Clint and Phil, "Let's start warming up." she said, and off they went.

Andy changed in the cold and empty locker room, muttering in frustration as she fiddled with the zipper of her new and rather tight uniform.

She hummed in triumph when the now deemed 'Zipper of Satan's Favorite Jumper' gave out. Zipping up the suit, she looked at the mirror and sighed as she began altering her facial features; pointy nose, fat nose, doe eyes and small eyes in an array of colors, bushy eyebrows, no eyebrows.

As she kept changing her facial features, a stray memory caused her to stop short.

Andy was in her secret hide out, trying to calm down as tears formed around her eyes. She was talking to her friends Flora and Fauna, as they tried to comfort her, behind Uncle Mitchell's Deli when she heard her parent's voices.

"Andy!" she heard her mum's voice call frantically.

"Dora, calm down; we'll find her." her Papa's voice responded soothingly.

"Mummy? Papa?" she thought, wiping tears off her face before saying good bye to Flora and Fauna and crawling out of her hiding spot, entering Mitchell's deli through the back door.

Uncle Mitchell was one of her family friends and he had a condition like herself and Papa. He was tall and muscular with a rough Scott's accent making him appear as an intimidating figure, but in reality he had a heart as soft as cloud cotton. He always gave her free chocolate whenever she stopped by and gave her family discounts for groceries.

When she entered into the deli area Mitch turned towards her direction and smiled softly, "Hey there. Do you feel a little better now?" he said as he crouched to her level.

Andy nodded her head once before hugging him quickly and pecking him on the cheek, "Flora and Fauna say 'Hi'." she mumbled.

Mitchell looked at her oddly for a split second, before understanding, "Tell 'em that I say hi back, alright?" he said as she stood up smiling.

"Now I think we should go see to your parents." he said solemnly as he held out his hand.

Andy took his hand and nodded as she let him lead the way.

When Mitch opened the front door of the deli, Andy immediately heard her mum, "Andy!"

She was then smothered by two pairs of arms.

"Merlin, Mitch. Why didn't you call us." her mum mumbled into Andy's shoulder.

"She didn't want me to." he said simply.

Her father's head shot up to look at Mitch, "What? Why?"

Mitch raised his hands up in surrender, "She's your daughter, why don't you ask her?" he said, giving a quick wink to Andy before going back into the deli.

"I'm sorry for worrying you guys." Andy mumbled when her parents stood up. She looked down at her feet in a failed attempt to hide her face.

"Andy," her papa said softly, "what happened?"

Andy still looked down at the ground, "Can we go home first?" she said pleadingly.

Both her parents sighed, each taking one of their daughters hands before walking home.

When they got home, Andy let go of their hands and sat down on one of the living room sofas, swinging her tiny legs as they hovered above the floor.

Her parents sat next to her looking at her worriedly, "Andy, honey. What's wrong?" her mum asked.

Andy pouted, trying to hold back tears. She took a deep breath, "I tried making some new friends today down in at the village today like you guys wanted." she started. "And I tried, I really did. But one of the boys saw me morph into how I really look and recognized me from the Prophet cause of last month when I got to go to work with daddy to meet Harry." she chattered on as a couple tear drops trailed down her cheeks. "After that, some of them ran away b-but the ones that didn't thought it would be f-f-fun to chase me around the village with fake swords and wands." Her bottom lip began to tremble, "M-maybe it was meant to be. I mean I'm already h-happy with you two, and Uncle Moody, and M-mister Hagrid, and I really happy that I went to Hogwarts with you papa, because I wouldn't have met Harry and Hermione and Ron and Mister Severus." she turned to look at her papa and her eyes widened as her tears began to stop. The look on his face was pained, self disgust clear in his features.

Her mummy looked at him as well, "Remus-" she began soothingly.

"Papa?" Andy asked at the same time.

He looked down at her with a failed attempt of a smile on his face.

The tears that were falling down her face had stopped completely now and she looked up at her papa with her eyebrows knit together, "I don't blame you, I've never blamed you for what I am." she said smiling a bit, "And besides I have some friends and when I'm alone, I've got Flora and Fauna to talk to."

Andy searched her papa's face for any change in emotion.

Nothing.

Andy frowned as her light blue hair turned red. "Mummy's already told you, but I'm gonna have to tell you again, apparently." she said, clearly upset. "I do not care, mummy doesn't care and anyone who matters do not care." she said with more seriousness and maturity than a normal five year old should have.

She looked at her papa's face long and hard only to be surprised by him grinning mischievously. He stood up quickly and picked her up, swinging her around. Her mum laughed in the background as Andy giggled madly.

When her papa put her down, he said, "Then why did you let them get to you?"

Andy looked up at him, confusion evident on her face. She looked around to her mum, asking her silently. Her mum smiled and shrugged playfully.

Huffing in annoyance, Andy turned back to her papa shrugging her shoulders just like her mum did.

He smiled and picked her up again and taking her mum's hand, as he led them upstairs to the bedroom. He placed Andy in front of the mirror and nudged her towards it, "Relax your features just as your mother taught you." he said gently.

She obeyed as she cleared her mind and took a deep breath, slowly letting it out.

She felt the tingle in her scalp and the funny tickling over her face.

Her papa smiled "Now look at the mirror, what do you see?" He asked.

Frowning, Andy looked at the mirror, "I don't know." she said after a while, "Me, I guess. Just plain old me. Andy."

Her papa smiled again, "That's exactly right." he said, as he picked her up in one arm and took mums hand in his other, "And if the people out there can't handle that then that just means that they don't deserve you. Do you remember what Miss Lovegood said before we left Hogwarts?"

Andy nodded, "Be who you are and say what you feel 'cause those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." she quoted.

Then it dawned on her, "Oh." she said, lamely.

Both her parents smiled at there child's realization. Her went to her papas side.

"Don't be afraid to trust people in the future, show them who you are." her mum said, as she pecked her cheek.

Her papa kissed her forehead.

"Be Andy." they said together.

A sharp knock on the door jolted Andy out of her memory. "How long are you gonna be in there?" she heard Clint's voice through the door, "Natasha is trying to kill us, she really worked up about you because you compromised her-"

"Barton, get back here!" Andy heard Natasha bark.

"Okay, okay. Just hurry up in there, Andy." he said pleadingly.

"Sorry, I'll be out in a minute." Andy called out, hopefully loud enough for him to hear.

Andy looked back at the mirror and closed her eyes.

Breath in. Breath out.

Andy opened her eyes and saw her reflection.

"Long time, no see Andy." she murmured to herself, smiling slightly.

Walking to the door, she took a breath before pushing open the locker room door.

I am a bad person.

I really am.

And it's a damn shame.

I'm gonna try to promise a chapter very two weeks, maybe if I'm lucky, one week. (Which by the way if that actually happens it would a god damn miracle.)

Im really really REALLY FRICKEN SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE!

PLEASE FORGIVE ME T.T

I LOVE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU GUYS, THOSE WOULD ARE GIVING ME AND MY FIC A CHANCE. MWAH MWAH MWAH (kisses)

(Clears throat awkwardly) Any ways thanks a ton

BYE!