"Master wishes to see you miss", was the first sentence she heard the house elf say when they reached Rowle manor.
She didn't mind though, see knew it was to discuss her exam results and possible punishment for getting an Exceeding Expectations in history of magic.

Dereck Rowle was someone to be not messed with. Active death eater...... What else do you need to know?

She knew her father would rather bring her misery than appreciate her for getting all Outstandings in other subjects. It didn't bother her though.

She opened the door of his study and closed it softly behind her. One thing she knew was that her father loved discipline.....

"Father, you wished to see me?", she asked in a sickly sweet tone trying to get this over with as fast as possible.

"Ahh..... There you are. So how was your year?", he asked not even bothering to look at her.

"Fairly well Father", she replied trying to figure what was going in that head of his. She could see his wand kept securely on the table.

"Well, i received your letter. Outstandings in other subjects but an E in history right?", he asked, finally turning his body to face her. His face was stone cold, hard to judge.

"Yes", a curt reply.

"Never mind, i received a letter from Walburga Black this morning, she requests your presence for a few days. You will be leaving next weak", he said as he sat down on the leather chair placed in front of his table.

Wait what? Did he just say never mind????

Melisende was shocked to core. Last time she had brought anything except an O, she was sure she wasn't able to walk on her own for a few days.

Where was this generosity coming from?

"Take a seat Melisende", he replied, his voice calm and authoritative.

Melisende was shocked even more, if that was possible.

Never in her life had she been asked to sit in her father's study. He simply stated that she was not worthy enough to even stand there.

Well something was surely going on. And it was more than a gut feeling.

She cautiously took a seat at the chair placed in front, her face devoid of any emotions.

Her father just stared at her. Now this made her uncomfortable.

And then for the first time she raised her head to look at him. She gazed in his eyes, only to find guilt? Sadness?

Her mind was screaming at her to run. Her intuition was telling her that he was going to tell her something big. Something which could destroy her. But she was not a coward.

Melisende did all in her might to keep herself seated. Trying to hide all her emotions, just as she had been doing all this years.

"I meet the Dark Lord recently", her father said breaking down the heavy tension.

Oh well. But why was he telling her this? Aren't this all meetings supposed to be secret?

Mel weakly nodded her head to convey that she was listening, she didn't trust her voice at that moment.

"He was asking everyone about their off springs. He says it's time for the next generation to take their responsibilities", he paused as he searched her face.

"I told him about you, your exceptional grades and your wandless magic. He has taken a great interest in you. For all you can say is that you are already in the to be list", she heard him say.

To be list? Are you kidding me? To be list means to be the next death eater!!!!!!

And he told that monster about her wandless magic? No one knew except her parents and Levi. Not a other soul. She made sure of it, always used her wand in hogwarts, even when she was alone. And he just ruined it?

Something snapped in her. This was supposed to be a secret for her own safety. And her own father practically sold her off to the Dark Lord! It's a one way ticket to death for fuck's sake!

Wandless magic was not a curse, but it wasn't a gift either. It was a very rare thing, and the fact that she could do all spells without an exception did no good.

Her face twisted in a sneer. Her eyes turned in slits, blazing with anger.

"Why did you told him? First you tell him that i am your child, then you tell him that i am some fucking prodigy and then wandless magic???? Are you out of your mind? Now tell me who would not take an interest in me after hearing this? I try to maintain my profile low and you come and just throw it out of the window!", she yelled.

Her father clenched his jaw.

"Do you even know what you did? You know i am not a pureblood freak like you! I don't want this, i don't want to be a death eater, i don't want to be like you!!!! Killing innocent people, thinking you are greater than everyone else, torturing your own child.... You have never been the father you should have, i didn't say anything. But now i am not gonna stay quiet, You choose that monster over me? Your offspring, your own flesh and blood? You filthy piece of shit.......... "

SLAP!

Her head was thrown on the side with the sudden blow on her cheek. She could feel the stinging sensation immediately.

"Talk with respect young lady", her father's voice boomed. She was sure the whole manor shook with the intensity.

She looked up in his eyes, telling him that she was not scared. He had already destroyed everything.

She could feel the bruise forming but she didn't care. There were more important matters at hand.

"Out of my office NOW!", he roared seeing her audacity.

Melisende quickly shot him a dirty look and walked out of his so called office as fast she could.

Just as she turned, she saw her mother Rebecca Rowle, leaning on the wall, probably listening to the conservation.

She looked at her mother with cold eyes, it hurt her immensely that her mother was doing nothing except watch.

She could see the tears in her mother's eyes, she could see that she cared, that she was against this as well. But it didn't matter now. Her mother would never go against her father, not even if she faced death.

Melisende flinched in reflex as her mother took a step towards her.

Rebecca realised her daughter's struggle and decided not to push it, after all she herself had failed to be the mother Melisende needed.

"I am sorry", her mother croaked out, more tears falling like a waterfall down her face.

Mel almost fell bad for her, always following Dereck, never really had a life of her own.

"It's too late mother", she whispered gently, swiftly turning away to walk towards her room.

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