Work as usual [kelsey]

[harrypotter]

Unknown to his kids, Harry was staying in the small village of Hogsmeade. He had told them he wasn't going to, and that he would most likely today be halfway across London trying to get a hold of Hermonie at the Ministry. He knew it was wrong to lie to them, but at the same time he knew if he told them the truth, it would most likely attract attention to them, making them nervous and uneasy. The last thing he needed at the moment was Bellatrix running into Hogwarts firing curses at his eldest daughter.

The thought made him sick, but not as sick as he already looked. He was pale in the face, five o' clock shadow hanging on his jaws from the lack of sleep he had been enduring. His eyes weren't adorn with the usual circled shaped spectacles that he had worn most of his life, those were left on the living room floor in pieces, some of which he thought was stuck in his foot, but that was the least of his worries. He walked with a limp into the Three Broomsticks, looking for the shop keeper. He had talked to the lady once before, back when it was set ablaze by a group of Death Eaters. That made sense now, how one of them stopped when he rushed to the scene, almost frozen. It was Lily under that mask and hood, it was her that sat this place on fire.

The lady up front greeted him immediately, her eyes in awe as she noticed the scar on his forehead. That was another thing that bothered him lately. It prickled, prickled badly now. He gave a kind smile and she rushed him to have a seat at a table, offering to get him a butterbeer. He sat down at the table, trying his best to tell her that wouldn't be necessary, but she refused and ran off and down into the cellar to fetch his drink. Sighing softly, he pulled out a gold coin from his pocket, studying it softly. It looked like just a regular galleon, but he knew it held special properties. He had passed them out to his kids before he sent them back to school a few short days ago, after Lily showed up at their house to tell him everything. He told them if there was trouble, the coin would change to alert him, but they had to keep it on them. He wondered if they had listened as he spun the coin softly between his fingers.

[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

<sup>Life for Kelsey at this very moment was what you would call hell. Everything that could go bad in life was happening to Kelsey. Kelsey had been raped. It was a very traumatizing experience for her. Since then, Kelsey had not been the same. She distanced herself from everyone and now spent most of her time alone in her room. Jack Lestrange had been her attacker. Kelsey hated him with a passion. Kelsey felt like a cheap whore who was worth nothing. She knew it wasn't her fault, but she still couldn't help but feel that way.

Kelsey, having gone through so much, needed a drink. She couldn't stand being sober for a moment longer. So, where is the best place to get a drink? Why the Three Broomsticks of coarse! Kelsey made sure to cover up her bruises and wore a turtle neck before exiting the castle and heading for the pub. As she arrived in the pub, Kelsey could smell the alcohol and it made her smile. She would love a drink right now. Kelsey walked up to the bar and ordered a drink. After she got her huge glass of the strongest whiskey they had, Kelsey searched for a table. There was only one table free at the moment and it was right next to a man who she couldn't really place. Shrugging, Kelsey walked over to the table and sat down. Taking a huge gulp of her drink Kelsey could feel it start working. Her eyes wandered to the man and then to a scar. Not any scar, the scar. That lightening bolt scar.

Kelsey couldn't believe her eyes. She was not only sitting next to the famous Harry Potter, but also her father-in-law. Kelsey was not sure if James had told his father that he had gotten married to Kelsey. Hell, she was sure Harry wouldn't approve of it as much as Kelsey's father didn't approve of it. Kelsey came from a Death Eater family. That alone spelled hatred to anyone on the opposite side. Kelsey quickly moved her eyes back on the table, not knowing what to do. She was way to shy to strike up a conversation with him. However, Kelsey did have something important to talk about with him. Harry knew what Kelsey was going through because he was a horcrux. Kelsey had just recently found out that she was a horcrux to Bellatrix Lestrange. Kelsey had so many questions for Harry, but she dare not ask them. No, she would just sit there, drinking her drink, not looking at the famous man sitting just at the table next to hers.</sup>

[harrypotter]

Harry watched as the lady returned from the cellar, rushing over to him with a freshly opened butterbeer. He felt rather bad actually. There was butterbeer under the counter from what he could see, and that would have suited him fine, but no, he was the boy-who-lived, the one to bring down the Dark Lord and make peace in the wizarding world for the first time in ages. He had grown up since then, and expected everyone else to as well. Turns out though that they hadn't. People were still treating him just the same as thirty years ago, making sure he had the top notch things, as if he was a king. He hated it, despised it, so as soon as the lady sat the butterbeer on the table he dared not touch it.

"I just have a few questions for you today miss." he said, motioning tot he seat across from him. She sat down and looked puzzled. The door opened, and the little bell rang to point attention to the new customer. Harry looked for a moment, seeing the girl in the turtle neck walk to the counter. She looked a year younger than James, his eldest son, but his attention returned to the lady as she shouted across the store for someone to take care of her. She apologized at once when her attention returned to him. "It's quite fine." he said giving a soft chuckle before finally speaking. "I just needed to ask a few follow up questions. Have you seen anything abnormal lately? Maybe more, you-knows, walking around the place?" He asked and she shook her head no. "Well how abo-" but he was cut off as a loud pang came from the back of the pub. The lady jumped to her feet and Harry almost did as well, his hand in his wand pocket, but sat down. Maybe he could use that drink.

The lady dismissed herself as she ran off to see the cause of the noise. He took took the butter beer in his hand, placing it to his lips, and sipping slowly. It was instant warmth in a bottle. Not a kick thought like fire whiskey, but still warmth for his cool insides. Looking around he noticed the girl had made her way to a free table beside his, her eyes locked to the scar on his forehead. When his eyes had really flickered to her all the way, she was looking down. This was strange. Chuckling, trying to make himself more nice than suspicious, he spoke to her. "Shouldn't you be in class miss?" He wasn't going to report her or anything if she was skipping. Harry had been on plenty of his own adventures in his life time, and he knew she probably knew that.

[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

<sup>He had noticed her. There was no going back now. Kelsey had been wanting to ask Harry questions ever since she found out that she was a horcrux. She wanted to know how to get rid of it. Bellatrix was beginning to control her. Kelsey felt tired all the time and she was beginning to have nightmares and have visions of scary images. With her recent rape attack, things were only getting worst.

"I don't have a class this period anymore. I used to take Defense against the dark arts but I had to drop out," Kelsey said, her eyes looking at Harry for a moment before dropping her eyes again. Of coarse she had to drop that class. The bloody Professor of it raped her! She could never go back to that class again, that was for sure. Kelsey took another huge drink of her whiskey, sighing as it hit the spot. She knew drinking was not the best idea in her current state but it was the only way she knew how to cope with everything.

"Being the Headmaster's daughter does have its privileges. I get full access to his office and his floo network. Besides, he's too bloody busy with his many whores to even notice I am gone," Kelsey said more to herself than anything. Kelsey really hated the fact that her father cheated on her mother. Sure Kelsey hated her mother with a passion, but she still didn't want to see her hurt. Kelsey hoped that James would never cheat on her. It would crush her inside.

The thought of James brought back the question if Harry knew about the wedding. Also, she wondered if he knew who she was. Kelsey didn't want to be the one to tell him that she was his son's wife but if it came down to it she would. He needed to know so he could help Kelsey with this whole horcrux thing.</sup>

[harrypotter]

Harry watched her as she spoke. She seemed on edge like him, though a little more nervous. "I don't have a class this period anymore. I used to take Defense against the dark arts but I had to drop out," she had told him. He gave a slight nod as he took another sip of his butterbeer. Thinking back to his own years, he remembered when he wished he could drop out of it his fifth year, having been taught nothing at all. That was when Umbridge had served her time in those walls. He sat the butterbeer back down on the table as he thought about he old hag, the scars on the back of his hand that held the butterbeer surfacing a bit in the light. I Must Not Tell Lies. The thought made his scar prickle again and he tossed it out quickly, not knowing if a connection to Bellatrix would open up this time instead of one to the dead Voldemort.

His thoughts and attention returned to the girl again as she spoke. "Being the Headmaster's daughter does have its privileges. I get full access to his office and his floo network. Besides, he's too bloody busy with his many whores to even notice I am gone," she had said, and then her family name now flashed in his mind. LeBlanc. Harry had looked into the life of the Headmaster once before when he first became the new Master of the school. Though now he figured he probably had his role in the new war now that was about to be declared

"Your father seems to be a good man." Harry lied through his teeth as he watched her sip on her whiskey. "That is unless you are trying to point something out that I don't know?" He now raised the butterbeer back to his lips and took another swallow, waiting for the girl to reply.

[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

<sup>Kelsey could feel her nerves building ten times more than they ever were before. She shifted awkwardly in her seat as she looked at Harry. He must not of knew about the marriage. He would have said something by now. Kelsey was going to have to tell him herself. Kelsey knew that James would be over the moon mad that she told his father but she needed to. She needed to so that she could lead into bigger matters that she needed help with.

"I honestly don't know what kind of man my father is anymore," Kelsey said in a lifeless tone. She looked at her drink and took another gulp of it. She would need to be liquored up in order to tell Harry what she needed to. Kelsey gazed around the room and saw that everyone was too involved in their own conversations to even notice Harry and Kelsey talking. Kelsey looked back at Harry and decided to just go for it. Grabbing her drink, Kelsey slid over to the seat across from Harry so that they could talk more quietly. After all, Kelsey didn't want everyone to know her secrets.

"You would be surprised at what I know that you don't. Like did you know your son, James, is married?" Kelsey asked in a whisper. Kelsey wouldn't say that she was James' wife just yet. No, she would wait to see how Harry took the news about his son being married before she said that she was his wife. This is so that if Harry took the news badly, Kelsey would have time to leave without suffering Harry's rage. There is nothing worst than an angry man. Hopefully he would take it better than how her father took it. Kelsey still had nightmares about that day amongst all the other ones.</sup>

[harrypotter]

Harry felt bad for a moment at what she said about her own father. It was horrible how parents didn't keep in touch with their kids lately, though Harry had tried, his own kids wouldn't contact him. It was only until recently that he heard from Lily, and now Albus was starting to get back into the swing of things. He wondered when James would turn around and see that he could trust him. Harry needed James more than ever now. Albus was a great wizard, mind you, but for the tasks he now had for his family, he needed James to complete the circle.

His thoughts returned as he felt the table move a bit, the girl now sliding into the chair the owner had been siting in just a little while ago. Thinking about that, he could hear the curse words flying out from the kitchen area, where a pan must have dropped. Things like, "Harry Potter is out there!", and several curse words he had never heard before even in his own life were muffled through the walls. No one seemed to be paying attention though, so he returned his attention to the girl. "You would be surprised at what I know that you don't. Like did you know your son, James, is married?" she had told him. this made his stomach churn once again like it had three nights before hand, when Lily told him about what she had done. He bit his bottom lip and closed his eyes for a moment. So this was why James hadn't spoken to him. He was running off and getting married! Harry did his best to control his temper as he spoke again. "No I didn't, but I'm now assuming you're his spouse?"

His face was now red as he tried his best to control his anger. How could James not have trusted him with this! Yes, it was rather silly to get married at this age, but now with this whole new war coming on he really couldn't blame them! He wanted to do the same thing to Ginny, but forced himself to let her go cause he was destined for something. James wasn't destined for anything, at least not yet. He closed his eyes and took a few more deep breaths before speaking again. "Sorry, I'm mostly upset that James didn't confide in me..." his voice trailed off now. He was going to need a stronger drink before the end of this.

[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

<sup>Kelsey was surprised at how quickly Harry guessed that she was James' wife. Was Kelsey that easy to read? she hoped not for he would be able to read that she had been raped. An image of Jack and his laughing face as he violated her swept through Kelsey's mind. Kelsey pushed the image away, not wanting to think of what happened. There were more important things to discuss. Kelsey needed Harry's help badly. She had to focus all her energy into getting the help she needed.

"Well.. Yes, I am James' wife. Am I that easy to read?" Kelsey said, adding a little joke into the mix to try and lighten up the mood. Kelsey was terrible at these kinds of things. her heart was racing at a million beats per second. She felt her palms getting more sweaty and her face getting flustered. Kelsey kept telling herself to calm down. She couldn't get all worked up now, not after she was in so far. Kelsey took a couple of deep breaths and relaxed her body.

"We.. We didn't tell anyone at first. It was to be a secret. Then I had to tell my father and things went downhill from there. He was probably scared about how you would take it because my father took it horribly. He is still mad to this day and at one point was dead set on hurting James until I calmed him down. I think he is starting to come around about the whole thing. Oh look at me just rambling on! Where are my manners! I forgot to tell you my name! I'm Kelsey LeBlanc. Well, I guess it is Kelsey Potter now.." Kelsey said, putting an awkward smile on her face. When Kelsey was nervous she tended to ramble on and on. Kelsey took another deep breath before continuing.

"I'm kinda glad I ran into you here. There is something I need to talk to you about. Something of great importance but we cannot talk about it here. Follow me, you are really going to want to know this," Kelsey said, getting up from her chair and walking to the stairwell at the opposite side of the bar. She hoped that Harry would follow her for she was going to tell him about the whole horcrux thing. Kelsey ascended the stairs, arriving at the top to open the door and walk in. She stood there waiting for Harry, hoping he had followed.</sup>

[harrypotter]

Oh how Ginny would have a field day with this! He could already see her red head flying about, making her way out of the kitchen to the back door, getting ready to kill the one who had stole her little baby's heart. But, James wasn't a baby anymore, and technically he was a man in the wizarding world, but to Harry he was still is little guy, the one that wrestled on the carpet with Albus when he was younger. Ron was definately right when he said they grow up so fast. He sighed for a moment before he heard her speak. "Well.. Yes, I am James' wife. Am I that easy to read?" she had said quizzically. Harry couldn't help but chuckle. "Not easy to read, but I figured you were since you were telling me." He gave a rather soft and warm like smile. Still, the image of Ginny running through his head made him chuckle a bit to himself.

"We.. We didn't tell anyone at first. It was to be a secret.Then I had to tell my father and things went downhill from there. She had said. He blocked the rest out as he thought to himself. So James didn't hate him? He was just scared. Scared that his old man wouldn't take the news too well. He chuckled a bit, still kinda in shock that his son was now married to this girl. A pretty one at that, he now noticed looking at her differently than before. She was his daughter-in-law now. Another Potter to take in because her father went crazy on them. "I forgot to tell you my name! I'm Kelsey LeBlanc. Well, I guess it is Kelsey Potter now.." She had said, his thoughts returning and focusing back to her. He gave a nod and smiled. "Well it is nice to meet you, even though I had no clue about you." he said with another rather nervous chuckle.

He could tell she was still nervous though, and that's when she broke open like a dam, her real request spilling out. "I'm kinda glad I ran into you here. There is something I need to talk to you about. Something of great importance but we cannot talk about it here. Follow me, you are really going to want to know this," she told him, now rushing, rather calmly, to the stairwell. Harry stood, his hands casually in his pants pocket, but clutching the famous Holly wand just in case this was all a trick. He watched as she walked up the creaky old stairs, following behind her, and into a room. He closed the door and locked it, taking out the famous wand from his pocket, and pointing it at the door. "Muffliato" he muttered before turning around to face the new Potter, his wand still clutched in his hand, but down at his side. "You are safe to speak now, the room's been charmed so no one may hear in." He gave a warm smile and pulled up a chair in front of the door, taking a seat.

[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

<sup>Kelsey began to relax a little bit. He was taking this way better than she had thought. Finally someone who wasn't against Kelsey and James getting married so young. The fact that Harry seemed slightly happy about it made Kelsey smile immensely. Harry seemed to be a really nice guy. Now that Kelsey was at ease with Harry maybe it would be easy to tell him what was really going on.

"Okay well.. I know something, something about Bellatrix," Kelsey said, her words calmly saying the name. Kelsey knew that Harry must know by now that Bellatrix was alive and growing stronger by the minute. However, it was what Kelsey was that Harry did not know. She wondered how he would take it. Would he treat her differently? Kelsey began to pace back and forth, trying to get the words to explain what she was going to say. She never thought that this would be so hard.

"Bellatrix.. Well my father told me she had a Horcrux," Kelsey said calmly, continuing to pace back and forth. Kelsey was coming closer and closer to telling Harry the story. She just needed to spit it out. Taking a deep breath, Kelsey continued. "Around seventeen years ago Bellatrix placed a horcrux not inside an object, but inside a human being. She placed it inside of a child that belonged to two death eaters at the time. A baby girl. She.. she placed it inside me. I am a horcrux to Bellatrix Lestrange," Kelsey finished, stopping to face Harry and look at him with eyes of pure fear. There, she had said it. All was revealed now.

"I didn't know who else to turn to. Lately.. Lately I have been seeing things, scary things. I have been having nightmares of killings and in October I had been possessed. I had actually tried to kill James! I don't know what to do! My father said if he knew that the horcrux would have done this to be he would have never agreed to it. I am tired all of the time and my energy is being drained. My father told me to talk to you. He says you may know how to get rid of it?" Kelsey asked, fear bringing tears to her eyes. She wanted to be rid of this thing. Kelsey couldn't stand to be a horcrux. It would just kill her from the inside out until Bellatrix took over her body completely.</sup>

[harrypotter]

Was Harry extremely happy with the choices his son had made? No. But for the sake of the girl he had to be some what happy. She had to tell him something, and it looked like she feared it. So, Harry put on a warm smile as he sat down in the room, back to the door. The famous 11 inch Holly wand, with the tail feather from the late, great Albus Dumbledore's pet phoenix Fawkes, rested on his lap, his hands clasped together in an attempt to calm his nerves. The last thing he needed now was to go off in this small room and send Kelsey running. Then James would really hate him.

Kelsey Potter finally spoke up, though Harry quickly shoved the thought of her being a Potter out of his mind so he could listen intently. "Okay well.. I know something, something about Bellatrix," she had told him, now pacing around the room. Bellatrix. The name had already sat him on the edge of his seat, ready to explode with anticipation on what she knew. Lily had already told him that she was back, that she had lured his daughter into joining her ranks, and it gave him even more power to hate her besides the old grudge that she killed his godfather during his sixth year at the school.

She spoke again and he listened, now only adding comments in his mind. "Bellatrix.. Well my father told me she had a Horcrux," Horcrux? Already! So she was think like her old master had! But, would this be another game of Hallows vs. Horcruxes? In the end the Hallows one last time, and Harry only had one of the Hallows with him, well his son Albus did. Apparently, Ginny had given it to him during his third year at Hogwarts, and Harry hadn't found out until recently he had it, though he was rather glad he did now. She spoke again. "Around seventeen years ago Bellatrix placed a horcrux not inside an object, but inside a human being. She placed it inside of a child that belonged to two death eaters at the time. A baby girl. She.. she placed it inside me. I am a horcrux to Bellatrix Lestrange," She's a Horcrux.....Just like he was one to Voldemort in the end. How could her father tell her something like that! Yes, the child had a right to know, but when Harry was in her shoes, it was better for him not to know at the time being. Her choices would now be clouded by the weight of that!

He didn't dare speak as she started again, now rambling in fear. "I didn't know who else to turn to. Lately.. Lately I have been seeing things, scary things. I have been having nightmares of killings and in October I had been possessed. I had actually tried to kill James! I don't know what to do! My father said if he knew that the horcrux would have done this to be he would have never agreed to it. I am tired all of the time and my energy is being drained. My father told me to talk to you. He says you may know how to get rid of it?" He feared it would happen. Voldemort had possessed him in the Atrium at the Ministry. He had also showed Harry visions of his God-father, Sirius, being tortured on the floor there. Now the same turn of events was happening to her. He wondered if Bellatrix was just trying to recreate Voldemort's story in her own image?


All Harry could do was look at her, seeing the tears from the fear in her eyes. He knew what had to be done, but he couldn't bare the thought to tell her. She was a Potter now, and though her father disowned her almost, He would not. She was apart of the family, and that's why he couldn't dare tell her how to get rid of it. "I-I know what must be done." He said, trying to get the strength to tell her. He couldn't do it, no, he must. She already knew. "You must die." He looked up at her now, sealing the fate. "That's how I got rid of mine."

[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

<sup>Kelsey's eyes opened wide when she heard what Harry had said. Die. Kelsey couldn't go through with that! She feared death more than anything in the world. Kelsey couldn't die! She just couldn't! Sure Harry came back from the dead but that was because he had survived almost everything else in the world. What if Kelsey wouldn't be able to come back? No Kelsey would not take that chance. Dying was not an option.

"D.. Death? No no no no! I am not dying! What if I don't come back! Sure you came back because you are extremely lucky, but I on the other hand. I'm not so lucky! There must be another way to get rid of it! There has to be," Kelsey said as more and more tears formed in her eyes. Though her life was tough, she knew she couldn't die, not yet anyways. There was too much to live for. She couldn't imagine leaving James and her friends. No, no that was not an option. Kelsey felt like it was a million degrees in her turtle neck. However she couldn't take it off because her bruises from her rape attack were still there. Unconsciously, Kelsey wiped her face with her sleeve, causing the makeup that was covering the bruises on her face to come off the side of her cheek. Kelsey looked at her sleeves with panicked eyes, knowing that Harry must have saw the immense dark bruises on her face.

"Oh shit!" Kelsey gasped, not knowing what to do. She searched her pocket for her cover up, then remembering that she had left it in her dorm room. Kelsey turned away from Harry very embarrassed. Maybe he won't think anything of them. Hopefully he wouldn't think anything of them.</sup>

[harrypotter]

She freaked out, just like he knew she would. He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to see if he could just zap himself into some sort of distant universe, where this never had happened, where Voldemort didn't exist and his lover didn't plague his family and the one's they loved. He opened his eyes as she went off. Not screaming, but scared none-the-less. "Sure you came back because you are extremely lucky, but I on the other hand. I'm not so lucky!" Those words he spoke made him sick. A lot of people had told him that it was sheer dumb luck that had got him out of the situations he was in, but he knew now, grown up, having talked to Dumbledore one last time that night on Voldemort's defeat, that it wasn't luck.

"Luck, sweetie, Had nothing to do with it." He finally spoke up after she finished. She was still panicked, he could tell. He was too at first when he learned he must die in order to stop it all. "It has do do with this." he said, pointing the tip of his index finger at his heart. He couldn't believe how calm he was, just like his old mentor had been when he told him things. "Heart." He smiled rather softly, trying to reassure her.

The smile quickly faded though as she wiped her hand with her sleeve, make-up coming off, revealing a thick, purple bruise on the side of her cheek. His jaw almost dropped open and the panicked once again, this time turning around, trying not to face him. He got up and walked over to her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "What happened?" he asked calmly. "This wasn't James was it?" He didn't need his son to be an abuser at that moment in time, though his mind was prepared for the worst. He stood there, feeling Kelsey's pain as if it were his own. He had gone through the same thing, but now it seemed something else plagued her besides the fact that she was a Horcrux.

[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

<sup>Heart. Kelsey didn't really know if she had heart. Of coarse she loved people and stuff but lately her heart just seemed to be gone. Ever since she was raped Kelsey had just lost the love she used to have for life. She just didn't care anymore. Harry was brave and heroic. He always did the right thing. Kelsey was not. She always seemed to do the wrong thing.

"Heart. I'm not like you, Mr.Potter, I don't have heart. Well I do, but not like you. I'm not brave or heroic. Hell I would rather hide than face my fears. I can't get through this myself and no one seems to know what to do!" Kelsey explained. She wished that she was just a little bit more brave or a little bit more like other people were. Kelsey was book smart, not people smart. She didn't do too well in stressful and physical situations. She likes all her answers to be in the pages of a book, not out in the world waiting for her to find them.

Shit. Harry had noticed her bruises. Now Kelsey would have to explain it. She felt hot tears waiting to pour out of her eyes. Kelsey could not tell this story without crying since it only happened just a few days ago. Kelsey could have laughed when he asked if James did this to her. James would never do this to her. He would never lay a hand on her.

"Merlin no. James is a sweetheart. He would never do something this vile. See I.." Kelsey paused and looked at Harry. Her tears fell from her eyes as she decided to show him her neck. Slowly, Kelsey took off her turtle neck to reveal her bruised up neck. You could hardly see the colour of her flesh anywhere. It was all a multitude of different colours. Also, there was a red swollen bite mark from where Jack bit her. Kelsey of coarse had an undershirt on so that she was not naked in from of her father-in-law. Kelsey shifted awkwardly before continuing. "I was raped," Kelsey said in a quiet shameful voice. More tears poured from her eyes as the painful memories flooded through her head.</sup>

[harrypotter]

"Heart. I'm not like you, Mr.Potter, I don't have heart. Well I do, but not like you. I'm not brave or heroic. Hell I would rather hide than face my fears. I can't get through this myself and no one seems to know what to do!" Now who did that sound like? It sound just like him at her age, confused, scared, and unable to think about the worst possible outcome. And to think he though his own son Albus acted like him. He chuckled a bit at himself with this thought. She had heart, he could see it in her, but whether she would listen to it like he did his, that was a different story to be told in the upcoming months.

After a few moments, he spoke calmly again. "You do have heart Kelsey, just like mine. If you didn't, you would already be dead, because a normal heart can't take a Horcrux like me and you. It takes someone with the ability to love to actually surpass it. And you can love. You love my son." He paused for a moment before adding "Don't you?" He chuckled a bit at his little joke. right now some of the tension between them needed to ease up.

He placed his other hand on her shoulder now, trying to give her some comfort as she let slip what had happened. He removed them though for a moment as she pulled the neck of her turtle neck down to reveal the splotched colors of her neck. "Oh God..." he muttered under his breath, looking at both sides of her neck, surveying the damage. It was all different colors, complete with the red outline of a human bite mark. 'Sick Bastard' he thought as she lit slip what happened, saying she was raped. He placed both his hands on her shoulder now. "Shhhh." he whispered. "Its okay, dear." Oh how he felt so bad for her. He couldn't help it. His heart wanted to break for her, but sadly it was already broken by his own family.

"Can you tell me who did it?" he asked. If she couldn't, that was fine, but if she could, he would do his best to capture the sick bastard and put him where he belongs.