The next couple of days went by slow. The only thing that was on my mind was that beautiful platinum blonde haired boy. I wondered if I'd ever see him again. God I sure hoped so.
My thoughts were interrupted by a loud bang on my window. I looked out of the window, scared. There was a piece of paper sticking out of my window. I looked closely at the paper and saw it was folded with a red wax stamp I'm the middle closing it perfectly.
I thought to myself, is this the day? Is this the day I get saved? Curiously, I grabbed the letter, and opened it. The letter read,
Dear Ms. Montgomery,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at the Hogwarts School of Wtichcraft and Wizardry. Students will be required to report Chamber of Reception upon arrival. Please find the enclosed list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your owl no later than August 31. To avoid detection from Muggles, please use the entrance located at Kings Cross Station Downtown London, on Platform 9 3/4. We look forward to having you at our school.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
I finished reading the letter with the widest smile on my face. So wide, my cheeks started to burn after a minute. Today was August 29, so there wasn't much longer of a wait.
I don't know if I should tell my father or not. I feel that if I tell him he won't let me go. So I'm deciding to keep this to myself, and probably make it look like I ran away.
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September 1
Today is finally the day that I get to leave this monstrous man. I can't believe this is actually going to happen. I got another letter the day after I got my acceptance letter saying that they'd provide supplies and clothing for me. Somehow they must've known that I can't afford all of this stuff.
I packed my essentials in a hurry. Shampoo, conditioner, body wash, hair brush, toothbrush, and that was mostly it. I also packed some makeup that I had gotten on my birthday a while back. And by a whole back I mean when my father had just adopted me.
I made a plan on how to get out of the house without waking up my father. I'd go through the back door and climb over the fence. I looked at the clock on my wall and it read 10:00. I should probably leave now. But I felt like I couldn't move. I was sick to my stomach thinking about what I was about to do. I listened closely to hear if there was any commotion downstairs, indicating if my father was asleep still. I grabbed my bag and swung it on my back. I slowly and quietly stepped down the stairs. One at a time so they wouldn't start creaking. I though to myself one mistake, and you're done. I made it down to the last stair, closing my eyes and sighing in relief. I slowly opened my eyes to see my father jumping out of his chair. I had almost no time to think when I heard "Where do you think you're going bitch!" .
At this point he was practically running towards me. I smelt the whiff of alcohol when he grabbed me by the shirt collar. He was drunk. And that meant he would hit me harder. He dragged me by my shirt and shoved me against the wall. He lifted his arm up and swung it toward my face. His fist made connection with my cheekbone. I hissed in pain, when he did it again, and then again, and again. In self defense, I lifted up my leg and I kneed him in the gut. He fell to the ground in pain, probably because of how boney my knees were. I ran for the door, and made a run for it.
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A/N- Hi everyone! I want to thank you all for 17 reads! It's not a lot but it's definitely progress! Chapter 4 will be out soon, let me know how you liked this chapter :)