Authers Note. Ola people, yes the Keltic Rave is still alive, just really busy working six days a week.
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The song is Simple Plans, Welcome to my life.


Chapter 8

Welcome to my life.

Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you?

Ria awoke to her stomach grumbling. Her neck was sore from sleeping in a ball on the hard wood floor and her legs were slightly numb. The glass that had been shattered from her magicwas no where to be seen and a small creature was holding a lamp, dusting it.

Ria being born in America had never seen an house elf before. The shriek that followed the sighting caused the elf to drop the lamp. The elf looked at the shattered lamp, made a pained noise and started hitting her head on the desk that was beside her. "Bad Brillie! Bad Brillie!" The elf was muttering between hard knocks.

Wincing as Ria realised that the elf was not out to harm her she reached out and grabbed hold of the house elves pillowcase tunic.

Do you ever wanna run away?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming

"Please stop that!" Ria exclaimed. "It was a horrid lamp anyway." She tried to reassure the elf.

The house elf had stopped her banging and had turned to look at Ria. A new look flashed over the elves face and a whine came from her mouth at a sudden thought.

"Did mistress want all the glass broken?" With a horrified look the elf Brillie looked around and tears stared to form in her large eyes. "Oh I is a bad elf! I messed up all of Mistresses hard work of broken glass!" With that Brillie started to bang her head on the dest again.

No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels alright
You don't know what it's like
to be like me

"No please! The broken glass before was an accident, Brillie? Is that your name?" Ria was studying the house elf, she was around three feet tall, wearing a dark green pillowcase. Big amber eyes looked out of a tear filled, slightly dirty face.

The house elf sniffed, but to Ria's relief had stopped her banging.

"Yes mistress, I is Brillie." The elf dipped low in a curtsy. "It is an honor to serve Miss Voldemort."

Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding

Horror filled Ria at the mention of the name of You know who and her title in relation.

"Don't ever call me that! Please?" Ria whispered venhemently. "Just call me Ria. Please?" She tried to pursude the elf gently.

At that the house elf promptly burst into tears.

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked
When you're down

"Please! Oh you is so nice! A great and kind lady witch! Brillie will do anything Miss wants! Yes I will be a good elf, always at your service I is." The elf curtseyed again before wailing again. "So nice, never in a million years has anyone treated Brillie like...an equal!"

"Yes, yes... please stop your wailing." Ria was trying to calm the elf down. "Then I guess, I was just wondering if I could have something to eat?"

Still sniffing, but drying her eyes on the pillowcase tunic the elf replied. "Yes, Miss, right away." The elf snapped her fingers and food appeared on a tray which Brillie took to the hard wood table situated in the corner.

"Brillie has been ready for Miss to eat since yesterday, you must be starving."Brillie paused and placed the tray on the table. "Did you want pumpkin juice or tea Miss Ria?" The elf paused waiting.

The meal was a simple one of soup (some sort of minestrone) fresh bread, still steaming with fresh butter and a pudding for desert.

Ria blinked, "Oh um you wouldn't have...? No I guess you don't know what cola is huh? Tea is fine thank you. One sugar and cream please."

To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like

Ria didn't think that the elf would know about pepsi as it was a muggle thing. With another snap of the short fingers the tea appeared.

Ria smelling the dinner, caused her stomach to rumble. She hadn't realised how hungary she had been until now. She sat at the table and started on the soup. Between bites she started asking about various things that she had questions on.

"What am I supposed to do? Study etiquitte and such, all day, every day? I think I may go mad. I am used to being outside, and wondering around as much as I liked. At least at home we had a library I could retreat to.

Ria's shoulders slumped. "Home." she whispered in a broken voice.

No one ever lied straight to your face
And no one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy
But I'm not gonna be ok

Quickly wiping away the tears that had started to gather in her eyes, she stood up. "Kat." Her breathing hitched. "I'll make you and mom proud." Squaring her shoulders she looked at the house elf.

"Brillie, is there a library here?" Questioned the girl.

Brillie nodded. "Yes Miss Ria it is a grand library, with a fireplace, chairs and many books. The Master of the house is pleased about his collection, I have heard many times Master talking about the rare titles that are located within its depths."

To be left out in the dark
To be kicked
When you're down

"Good." Ria nodded finishing the last of the soup. "Can you guide me there? I wish to find out some information about my new father." The last word was said in a hiss, quite like that of the aformentioned man.

The house elf nodded warily, unsure of the glint that was in her Mistresses eyes, it was usually associated with pain when it was in her Masters eye's or anyone else's for that matter, but Mistress hadn't hurt her and she seemed to be nice. Most of the time.

To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like

Welcome to my life.