Betrayal At Its Best

Lyssa just sort of stared at him, quiet. She'd seen Sam angry a few times during her stays at the household, but never Henry before. He was rather level-headed.

Henry's eyes narrowed as he looked at Lyssa, he took a step forward grabbing the girl by the arm. If she wasn't going to leave, he was going to make her leave. She was not going to be in this house. "Dad," Cassie said jumping up, semi surprised that he actually was dragging her out of the room.

Quite instinctively, Lyssa tried to pull her arm back, but she isn't the strongest person ever, and males are built to be physically stronger than females, so that was pretty much useless. So she tried for the typical response to this situation. "Let go!"

"Dad," Cassie said again, though she was ignored. She hissed irritated as her father trying to grab his arm to stop him. He ignored both of the girls and dragged Lyssa down the stairs. Cassie scowled and threw the first thing he picked up at the back of his head. Which happened to be a vase and which thankfully missed though his the ground and smashed into a bazillion pieces. "You don't fricken get it do you!" She yelled at him ignoring the pieces of vase that littered the floor. "You're not taking into account what I bloody want. I want Lyssa here cause neither of you understand, you just don't and it is so frustrating. I don't give a crap what you want right now! I was just in a bloody war in case you'd forgotten. I need freinds around me and before you say it, wizarding freinds, not Muggle ones." Cassie huffed.

Lyssa's eyes widened at the sight of the vase hitting the wall and she nearly stumbled when Cassie's dad stopped, the girl having still been trying to pull away. Henry turned around to face his daughter, which caused Lyssa to get pulled along too, as he still had a firm grip on her arm. Lyss was shaking now, feeling actually fear at the moment. Angry parents didn't mix well with her.

Henry's eyes narrowed as he looked at her. "How can you still call her a freind after all she did?" "Because I don't drop freindships at the drop of a hat, I was her best freind for six years and that kind of leaves a mark." Cassie pushed her hair out of her face glaring at him. "You let go of her now, or, you and mum are going to find yourselves the only two in this house again."

Lyssa tentatively looked at Henry, who was looking at Cassie. He looked really angry at the moment. He looked at Lyssa, who looked away nearly immediately. Then he let go of Lyssa's, slightly rougher than was needed she thought, and stalked off without a word. Apparently, he wanted Cassie home more than he wanted Lyssa gone.

Cassie watched him stalk out before she turned and went back up to the top of the stairs and into her bedroom. Before she went back in she contemplated going and fixing the vase but in the end decided she couldn't be bothered and wasn't in the mood to. This time she really did slam her door shut despite the fact Lyssa wasn't going to be long after her.

Lyssa stood still for a moment longer, then started up the stairs after Cassie. About halfway up them, she heard the girl's door slam shut. Sighing, Lyssa walked the rest of the way to the room, and opened it again, walking in. She closed it behind her, looking at Cassie. "May I just say, your dad has a really strong grip."

"I've noticed that before," Cassie said frowning up at her roof. She traced the cracks with her eyes again and then sighed rolling over onto her side so she was looking at Lyssa. She was sick of all the fighting, the war was over. Wasn't everything meant to be fine now?

A week or so passed, and the two girls spent a lot of time around Cassie's house. While her parents weren't nearly as bad as they had been the first day they were still far from pleasant. But they probably didn't want to chase Cassie away.

Which they didn't as well they only had one daughter left. So Lyssa kind of came a residence in the house and Sam and Henry were careful not to upset Cassie too much as they didn't want vases thrown at their head. Which wouldn't be nice. (and Cassie still hadbn't fixed the first vase she threw as she did not feel like it) and Sam had not yet gotten her wand. She wans't too sure if she was going to get another one but that is compeltly beside the point. And no I am not going to fix the few spelling mistakes I have made, even if my computer is intent on telling me about them. And this isn't as awesome as it usaully is but I don't give a damn, i'm tired, my back hurts and I need chocolate.