Chapter 2

They let me go. I ran home, tears in my eyes. I grabbed a Muggle dictionary in search of a word to describe what had happened-rape.

No one had seen me run in, and I was, uh, grateful, for it. I couldn't face them.

The Muggles had cut my face with a knife. I cried as I wiped the blood off.

Suddenly, my mother was calling. "Ariana, Albus, Aberforth! Wash up! It's time for dinner!"

I wasn't aware of how much time I had spent in my room. I looked at my watch: 5:32, three hours since those Muggles-

"Ariana!" My mother called again.

"I'm coming!" I yelled, walking slowly to the dinning room, trying to cover my cheeks. I sat down in my usual spot across from Daddy.

"Ariana, remove your hands from your face," Mummy said.

I defiantly shook my head, moving my hands with my face.

"What's wrong, Sweetie?" Daddy asked me.

I shook my head.

"Kendra, something's wrong." Daddy said, and Abe looked at me

"Ariana, you can tell us."

Tears poured from my eyes as I removed my hands. Everyone gasped.

"I never want to do magic again!" I declared.

"Ariana, what has happened?" Daddy asked.

"Three Muggle boys saw me doing magic. They hurt me."

Daddy's face was glowing red now. "What did they do?"

"They wanted me to stop doing magic, and when I couldn't tell or show them how, they hurt me."

Mummy started crying, piecing the puzzle together and figuring out what had happened. She pulled me up from my chair and hugged me.

"Kendra?"

"She was raped Percival!"

Daddy gasped.

"Ariana, who did this?" Daddy was angrier than I've ever seen him before. He pulled me from Mummy and hugged me himself. "Who the hell did this?"

I ignored Daddy's foul language. "Three Muggle boys-O'Conner, Farmers and… Smith."

"I'm going to kill them! All of them!"

"Percival, no you aren't!"

"But Kendra, they hurt our little girl!"

"If you kill them, then you'll go to Azkaban for life! We need you here, Percival!"

"Alright, Kendra, I won't go after those boys." I knew Daddy wanted to say something worse than 'boys.'

Daddy let me go, then headed out of the kitchen.

"Where are you going Daddy?" I asked.

"T-to the bathroom, my dear." Daddy said, then left.

"Mummy, I don't want to go to Hogwarts!" I said. My memories started controlling my thoughts.

"Ariana, we'll talk about this when your father returns." Mummy said.

Ten minutes pass. Mummy checked her watch. Father hadn't returned yet. I was fidgeting uncontrollably in my seat. Another ten minutes pass, Daddy was still absent.

Something out of the corner of my eye caught my attention. I looked to the window. I saw people flying on broomsticks, getting closer, coming to our house.

"Mummy! Some people on brooms are coming!" I pointed to the window. Mummy turned.

'They're from the Ministry! Albus fricking Dumbledore! Get down here!"

Albus came down.

"How many times do I have to tell you not to use magic at home? ONLY AT SCHOOL YOUNG MAN!"

"Mum, I didn't use magic," Albus said calmly.

There was knocking at the door. "Kendra! Open up!" Someone yelled over the knocking. Mummy ran to the door and opened it. I could tell she was frightened.