"Why are you even here" Ackley said annoyed, "I told you a long time ago to never come back"
"The same problem as 15 years ago except this time you need to own up, or at least help me" I spit
"Why would I do that? Why would I ruin what I have to help you" He questions impatiently
"Because I can hurt you or, or your precious Saoirse is ways unimaginable to you" I say sliding my wand out of my sleeve, I pin it against his neck and look at him in innocently.
"What the hell are you doing" Oliver shrieks
"Are you going to help or not" I ask
"Fine, fine but you promise to leave me and Saoirse alone, and put that that thing away" He says, I release his neck and he falls of the couch.
"What I need is very simple I don't even know why you resisted at first" I say coyly wrapping a strand of hair around my finger.
"What is it" He says timidly
"Blood. Just a drop. A minuscule speck should be all, the problem is the method of extracting the blood that's the problem". Oliver Ackleys face turned white as a sheet.
"What do you mean blood" He stammers
"Why I didn't think you were that's stupid, the red liquid that circulates in the arteries and veins of humans and other vertebrate animals, carrying oxygen to and carbon dioxide from the tissues of the body." I say like he's a small stupid child.
"Why do you need my blood" He rephrased still white as a ghost
"A simple spell. To take back what's mine" I say. "Now lets begin"
"Fine but no one. I mean no one needs to know this. I have have to deal with enough shit" He says holding out his arm.
"Oh no dear man my god-father taught me better than that" I say a smile forming at my mouth, I draw my wand from my sleeve again, pointing it at his chest, "sectumsempra". The lanky form of Oliver Ackley hits the floor again this time covered in blood. I collect a few drops in a vial.
"Daddy" a little voice shrieks in terror
"You must me Saoirse" I say Turing on my heel to face her, tears stream down her face. I knell down level with the girl "do you want to be with you'd daddy"
"Yes.." She whimpers
"Sectumsempra" I yell, the little girl hits the ground. I step over the girl and walk out the door, I tune back once more "I think I meant the shedding of blood.the taking of life. Sorry about that."