Deep Down [Scott]

[Anya Mason]

"Just go,"
Anya glared at her older brother. The stare so intense Anya could already see the hole drilling through his big fat forehead. But no matter how hard she tried, that hole wouldn't appear in real life and her oldest brother Daniel was glareing right back at her. It was only him that she would get into these arguements with. She ahd no problem with Ewan or Jacob. Just Daniel.
"You're not dad," Anya reminded him almost spitting out the words.
"Well I'm as good as it's gonna get so do as I say and just go." Daniel persisted still glareing down at her.

With a scowl set in place and a roll of her eyes Anya walked out of the room heading straight for the door. When she had woken up this morning Anya had felt in a very...Well she wasn't sure the word for it. Defiant is probably the right word. Her mother hadn't bothered to say good morning and just plain out told Anya to go and buy another pack or two of cigarettes for herself. Anya's response? No. Her older sister had pleaded with Anya to watch Kaleb. Was Tessa didn't know was the fact that Kaleb was just as bad as Anya is now, and he's six. That child is the spawn of the devil and is already showing signs of magic. And because of all that, Anya will not even sit in the same room with him. See over the past five years or so, her and Kaleb haven't gotten on so well. He just didn't like her, but Anya was perfectly fine.
Feelings are mutal.

Deep down Anya loved him, but at the moment she couldn't even bother to find a deep down for her brother. He was the only one in the family who wouldn't take no for an answer, and kept on the arguement and was spiteful and plain mean sometimes. Basically Anya was an exact replica of him.
"And don't forget we're out of milk to!" Daniel shouted after Anya. She was half tempted to say some witty and cruel remark but slamming the door worked just as well.

Turning her direction torwards the location of the port key, Anya ran a hand through her hair. She hated having to look for that thing. Catching sight of it after a few minutes she nodded her head slightly. Putting her hands on the empty old bean can Anya closed her eyes. She hated useing a port key, but it was the easiest way to get to London. Daniel actually thought that she would go to the store and pick up all that crap.
Feeling the hard land on the cement in an old deserted London Alley way close to the Leaky Cauldron Anya sighed softly. She felt her wand snap. Biting on her bottom lip Anya stood up and headed straight into the pub, going right to the portal. Bringing out the snapped wand Anya did her best to tap it against the stone wall, and slowly saw the magical streets of Diagon Alley. It never ceased to amaze her.

Walking torwards Ollivanders Anya looked down at herself. There were some people oddly dressed, but her old gothic dress stuck out more. It wasn't floor length like it had orginally been, stopped right at her knees showing off her ripped and destroyed jeans. Anya was starting to wonder if she shold ahve bothered to put on so much eye make-up making her eyes seem pitch black.
Walking into the wand shop, Anya could feel the weird looks.
Rolling her eyes yet again, Anya tried to make her way to the front of the store.

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