"Go ahead! Come on! Fly! Prove to me that you're not a Squib!!" screams Lucius Malfoy, my father. "If you don't I will disown you!" Geese, talk about no pressure. I'm not exactly sure. I'm probably going to go SPLAT, and that would be the end of me. Yes, I have flown once, but that was only when these bullies started tying me to ballons, then allow me drift off, and into outer space. The ballons had popped, and I FLEW down. So, father is now continuously trying to find other signs that I'm a wizard. I jump, and splash into a pool of water prepared before hand. "Of course, you are a Squib." sneers father. "Well, I wasn't in immediate danger." I retort. Slap! "Don't talk back to your elders!" he shouts, disgust in his eyes. My eyes start watering, as this is the second time since this morning. And, in case you don't know, it still IS morning. As soon as father left, Draco rushes out. "You okay, Angie?" he asks, concern in his eyes. Then Lucius turns around. "You Squib! How dare you disgrace the Malfoy name!!" acts my brother, shouting. Satisfied, Lucius leaves. Then he comes back with his wand. "Draco, I need to give a word to your traitor-sister here." he says with a malicious grin. "Yes, father." And with that, Draco hurries out of sight. "Petrificus Totalus! Wingardium Leviosa!!" he shouts, still grinning. "This is how we show Malfoys to show some more respect!" I am lifted into the air, struggling against my binds, and tossed into the water. Lucius leaves me there for a while, then brings a gasping for breath Angius back up, and into the air. But when he summons me back up, my ropes are gone, and I have an air bubble around my head. "Draco must have done that," he mutters under his breath, still not believing it, as all he wants is an excuse to punish me for something. "Perhaps another punishment shall be in store for seeking the aid of others." father says, finally coming to a conclusion.