Snape was getting enraged inside. How dare those...those creatures do that to his little girl. To any girl? She had barely anything to call her own! She was slapped, so viciously, he heard the knock as her head hit the floor, and the sound her Uncle's hand made against bare flesh. He nearly cursed the wretchered man into oblivion. He'd deserve it. But he had to deal with thre threat silently, and unnoticibly. He could call the muggle police on that family later. He sighed. If only he wasn't forcedd to tread so lightly. He smiled, wickidly, which seemed to fit his role, as he thought of all the torture he could have put the fat pig thru. As he dealt with the pig of a human, and paid the gold,, his smile began to falter. The creature didn't even say good bye to his neice! His anger seeped into his voice, as he snapped at the girl. "Come." He was so enraged he didn't notice the poor girl's flinch, or lower her eyes to the floor. He walked quickly, attempting to get as far as he could from that hell hole his poor daughter was forced to call a home for the past 9 years. He didn't see the girl running after him, clutching her side, and head. He stopped sudently, and she caught up to him. He waited for a moment, then saw the car. "Oh there's Albus." He murmered. He opened the car door, and waited for Harrietta to get in.