Kieran sat on the couch in the living room of her father's house, her arms crossed in front of her chest, a glare gracing her face. She watched her father pace the living room floor back and forth as he tried to reason with her but failed miserably.
It had been five years since Kieran's parents had divorced. The Wizard Court gave her father full custody but she was required to visit her mother every other weekend. And like always, Kieran was refusing to go. She hated visiting her mother and her muggle loving relatives.
"Can't you just say that I have a football game or something," Kieran asked still sulking.
"Kieran, your mother knows you don't play football. She tried to get you to join a team last year and you refused saying you wouldn't be on a team full of muggles," Bradley replied.
"Isn't there some excuse you can give to keep me from going? She makes me play with the muggles that live next door and they treat me like I'm stupid because I don't know half of the things they talk about. I hate playing with muggles and I've told mother this but she won't listen to me."
"I know it's hard," Bradley kneeled in front of Kieran, "but do it to keep your mother sane. I know she's going out of her head because you turned out more like me and my side of the family."
"Why'd you even marry her in the first place? She's a disgrace to wizards and witches everywhere."
"Because I was in love and sometimes love makes you do foolish things such as marrying a muggle loving witch. But that's all over now and you live here with me and you receive proper education about muggles."
"Do you think the Dark Lord will come back," Kieran asked, looking concerned.
"I'm positive he will. Now go get your knapsack. You're going to your mother's."
Kieran grumbled but slid off the couch and went into the kitchen where her knapsack lay on the counter. As she left she glanced in the mirror attached to the pantry door and stared at her small eight year old face, the honey brown eyes half frozen, her brown hair falling to chest level, some of it pulled back into pigtails. She was the spitting image of her father she realized, which was exactly how she wanted it to be.
Kieran kicked at a rock as she trailed behind Bobby as they walked to their "secret hideout" which was nothing more than a makeshift shack in the middle of the forest behind Bobby's house. Kieran wished Melinda were with them. Melinda may have been a muggle like Bobby, but Kieran didn't feel comfortable alone with Bobby. Maybe it was because he was four years older than her, maybe it was because he was a boy, she was entirely sure.
"Come on, hurry up Kieran," Bobby yelled from the front door of the shack.
Kieran hesitated. Something didn't feel overly right about her going into the shack alone with Bobby. Seeing the impatience on Bobby's face she went into the shack anyways. As usual, the shack was a bit cramped and filled with comic books, something Kieran never got, and snacks. She settled herself in a corner and prepared herself for a long afternoon of listening to Bobby rant about some guy named Superman.
But Bobby didn't talk about Superman. She gave him a weird look as he sat down next to her. She didn't like being so close to muggles, she scooted away from him but he just scooted closer to her. She swallowed hard. Were all muggles this weird? She picked up a comic book and pretended to read it but she could feel Bobby's eyes on her.
"What do you want Bobby," she asked when she had gotten annoyed with him staring at her and not saying a word.
His answer was that he launched himself on her, pinning her to the floor of the shack. He began kissing her. Disgusted she fought back, trying to push him off of her but being unsuccessful. She yelled at him when he put his hand up her shirt, she spit in his face as he felt her chest. He slapped her in the face bringing tears to her eyes telling her to shut up. She closed her eyes and sobbed as she felt his hand slide into her jeans, her fingers going where they shouldn't be going. And she couldn't do anything, she was helpless.
She wasn't sure of how much time had passed, but when Bobby got off her, she lay there on the floor not moving, numb to the world and staring at the ceiling. She was vaguely aware of Bobby leaving the shack and when she was sure he must be gone, she got up slowly and made her way back to her house.
The house was empty when she got there. She went straight to her room and sat down at her desk still numb and staring. Moving as if her limbs were thawing out from a deep freeze, she dragged out a piece of parchment and wrote a short note to her father.
'The muggle boy next door hurt me daddy. Daddy I feel so bad. I want you here. I need you here.'
She attached it to the leg of her barn owl and sent him out the window. After he had disappeared over the horizon she laid down on her bed, body curled up like a baby in the womb. Tears flowed down her face but she didn't cry out loud.
An hour later Bradley apparated into her bedroom. He grabbed his daughter in his arms and rocked her as she sobbed and told him what had happened. Kieran watched her father's face turn from concern to one of extreme hatred. He set her on the ground and stood up, his wand in his hand. Quickly he cast a concealment charm on them.
"Show me where he lives," Bradley said gravely.
Kieran led him to the house next door. After looking through the windows to see where the family was, they crept through the back door. Kieran discovered Bobby in his room playing with some type of building blocks. Bobby started when the door shut and locked without someone there to shut it.
"If you so much as speak one word, you'll regret it," Bradley said as he revealed himself and Kieran.
Bobby gulped at the sight of the two.
"Now, I heard you hurt my daughter. I don't like it when people hurt my daughter. You will be punished for what you did but I won't be the one deciding the punishment. Kieran," he turned to his daughter, "how should this muggle be punished?"
Kieran stared hard at Bobby her eyes on fire. She gave a rather evil half grin and looked up at Bradley.
"I think he should be punished to the fullest extent. Kill him."
She watched in some sort of disturbing delight as Bobby's eyes widened at the mention of his death. She stood back by the door as Bradley raised his wand at Bobby and uttered the words that would cause his demise.
"Avada Kedavra," Bradley said and Kieran gazed at the muggle as the bright green light hit him and promptly killed him. Once more casting a concealment charm, they slipped out of the house and Kieran gathered her things to head back home a day earlier than expected.
One thing she knew for sure though, she enjoyed watching muggles die.
