Darkness, cold and silence. My whole life has been that way, no way out, no freedom. Caged in darkness for who I am, what did I do?. Nothing, that's the problem. I did nothing, the only thing I did was existing and like that, i was punish with darkness, cold and silence. A door was opened and let in a little light in the darkness, but i was to far to even touch it and feel if it even was warm. I don't even know how warm feel. A man walked down to me and looked down at me like i was dirt. Before i could even do anything, he kicked my face and next my stomach. I couldn't breathe down the air when he kicked one more time at my stomach and it hurt so much.
" Please stop," i cried out and tried to hold back the tears. The man just looked down at me with hard eyes.
" It's enough," said a voice from the door and when i looked up i saw the old man Dumbledore stand there with something in his hand. The man who just kicked me, took a few step back but he still had his eyes on me. " Why is she still alive?. You know you putting all of us in danger if we keeping that thing alive." The man pointed down at me while staring at Dumbledore. Dumbledore didn't say anything, instead, he walked down to me and caressed my hair while he was in deep thought. The man just watched Dumbledore with question eyes but he didn't say anything.
" We cant kill her yet, she needs to help her brother when the time is right."
The man laughed. " Oh, really?. Why would she help her brother?."
Dumbledore holds up a necklace with a glowing red color stone and put it around it around me neck. " This is the only thing that will force her to follow orders. When the time is right, she must follow her brothers every word till she dies."
I stared at him when he said that and I could feel the anger grow inside of me.
The man shook his head and walked back to the door. " You are crazy, Dumbledore. Keeping that demon is just begging to get killed."
Dumbledore laughs and grabbed my horns and shook my whole head hard. And then throw me at the wall. " I have keep her here for 11 years, i think i can keep her until the time is right without her killing me." He said and walked down to the door and closed it.
With shaky legs i stood up and stared at the darkness in anger. Thing, demon, devil, trash, they have call me all those things ever seen i was born. And i have never done anything, but still they treat me like am a monster, and they keep me alive for protect ' the boy who lived and the amazing Harry potter' my brother alive. I don't think so, why should i even see him as a brother?. I shouldn't, he is not my brother and he never will. If it's anybody they should keep him safe from is me and his devil born sister.