Witchcraft

Melody

"It's Melody!"

I gasped in shock as I saw my father hanging in the corner in such a state.

As much as I hate the man, he is still my father. I just cannot bear to insult or hurt him.

"Melody?" Queen Rosanne exclaimed and everyone looked at me.

I didn't want them to find out this way.

Malcolm helped our father get off the wall. After all, he is still our father no matter how much we disagree.

"Are you okay, Father?" They asked in unison.

Malfoy took out the satin from his mouth. It looked like it was a rag.

Father frowned deeply and sent a glare my way.

"Do you practice witchcraft?" He asked in a not-so-low voice.

I didn't reply and kept my gaze fixed on my pups who were staring at me.

I couldn't fathom what the look on their faces. Was it a look of admiration or was it fear?

I don't want my pups to fear me.

They mean everything to me.

"Grab her!" Father screamed for the guards.