Soul Food [Gen]

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Soul Food

The vile sat on his desk and Blaise stared at it. It was something that he did on a regular basis. The potion inside was as much of a hindrance as a help in his mind. As long as the wolfsbane potion existed no-body would see the need to look further into lycanthropy. It was as close to a cure as they were going to get in many a wizards mind. Not his though. He was going to find a way to rid the world, well the magical world at least, of this affliction. He just wasn't sure whether the cure would be a potion or would it be something else a spell or something? Sighing he looked over his shoulder to the three seater couch that he had set up in his office. His 9 year old daughter Genesis or Gen as she liked to be called was curled up and asleep. The turn always took it out of her and she needed her rest. Diva, the family's Maine Coon, was sleeping beside her which was normal. The cat followed her everywhere. Getting up he knelt down beside her and stroked her hair and smiled. She was the light of his life and the one thing that he didn't expect. He had never expected to be a father, it was never something that he really thought about, considering his lifestyle and the way that he was brought up. He had never wanted to marry at least but marriage didn't automatically mean children just like not being married didn't mean that you couldn't have them either. He had never known his father and wasn't even sure if his mother had been married to him either though it was likely due to her habits. He wondered what his mother would think of Gen? She would probably think of her as a little doll to dress up or would be jealous of her due to her age and beauty. Looking up at a clock on the wall it was almost time for dinner which meant that Gen needed to wake up. Leaning over he gently shook her. "Wake up sleeping beauty, time to eat."

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After the first time she turned, Gen often wondered if it got easier. If it would just become a mild inconvenience every month instead of something that just wore her out. As of yet, that hadn’t happened. While they were getting a little easier, it still took so much out of her. She was tired for weeks after. She mumbled something and rolled over on the couch. Still very much asleep. She’d probably stay that way for a while longer with how tired she was when she fell asleep.

Hearing her father calling her to wake up, she groaned. She didn’t want to wake up, even for food. Sure, Gen was hungry, but she could wait. There was no reason for her to wake up right then. She wanted to sleep just a little longer. She knew she couldn’t, though. She did have to eat something and it was better to eat the food while it was hot instead of when it got cold. Besides, if it was dinner time, that meant she’d only have a few more hours before she had to sleep for the night anyway. She could deal with that, she supposed. Gen yawned and slowly opened her eyes, but didn’t move. “What are we having?” she asked, groggy.





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Blaise grinned down at his daughter but there was a touch of sadness in his eyes. She was the one thing in the world that he loved more than anything and would do anything for but he was not able to save her from this one thing. Sure he could lessen the affects but there had to be a way so the affliction doesn't happen at all or could be cured entirely. He should have been there to protect her so that she wasn't bitten in the first place though and that guilt would never ever go away. He tapped he finger on his cheek as if he was thinking about her question. "I don't know, why don't check with the chef. Spike?" Even though the kitchen was quite a distance from the room the households elf Spike popped up accompanied by a square table suitable for two, chairs and covered dishes. Spike with his large sharp green eyes was wearing an old green pillow case with head and arm holes stood up straight and had a napkin over his arm like he was a waiter at a restaurant. Diva jumped down and rubbed herself against the elf and a bowl appeared with her meal. The cat purred. "Tonight for the young mistress we have a lovely lamb with basil and almond pesto kebabs with tabouli, tomatos and flatbread." He whipped off the lid to show the meal wonderfully presented. "For the master Dijon baked salmon with lemon and asparagus."

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Gen would love to be human again. To be able to live normally again and not have to go through these monthly changes that took so much out of her. At least she had the wolfsbane potion and didn’t have to worry about attacking someone and either changing or killing them by accident. Gen certainly didn’t want to inflict this onto anyone else. She was able to stay home, too, so she always had her father nearby. She was sure changing would be worse if she had to be alone.


When Spike brought the food, just the smell of it was enough to remind her how hungry she actually was and she was glad that she had gotten up instead of waiting a little later to eat. Gen took a bite of the flatbread first. It was delicious, but that was too be expected. Spike was a good cook, after all. After taking another bite, she set it down and picked up a kebab. “What are we gonna do this evening, Daddy?” she asked, taking a bite of the lamb.





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Blaise cut into his salmon and as always it cooked to perfection. Not underdone as Blaise hated raw fish, especially salmon, and not overcooked so that it was charred and tasteless. The mustard spice with the added lemon added extra flavour to the fish and the asparagus was also perfectly steamed and seasoned. When Gen asked what they were going to do that evening Blaise looked at his daughter. It was not a full moon and though he was protective of his little girl he didn’t want her to feel like she was being intentionally kept away from doing things that kids her age should be doing. Usually they stayed in and played wizard chess or read. Gen was usually quite tired after a change as well so sometimes after dinner she would go to bed. He has also begun to wonder if there were any other werewolf children out there. Someone that could relate to her, someone that understood what she was going through and that she could not harm. “Well,” he said pausing for a moment and pondered the question. “With the moon not being full tonight we could for a walk if you like or we could take the floor to the Leaky Cauldron and maybe go to Diagon and get some ice cream. If not we can stay in and play chess or read. Is there anything that you would like do?”

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Gen considered the options for what they could do that evening. Going out for ice cream could be fun, but she was also tired, so she wasn’t really in the mood for that. She was probably going to end up going to bed early anyway. It would be better to just stay in. Wizard’s chess was always fun. Gen wasn’t that great at it yet, but she was also getting better at the game and might be able to win if they did play. Books were always fun, as well. She’d found a little light reading before bed helped her sleep, not that she’d have any trouble sleeping tonight.

“Let’s stay in tonight,” she said. “We can go out for ice cream tomorrow.” She finished the kebab and went back to the flatbread. “Let’s play some Wizard’s chess, at least a game or two, before I go to bed.”






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Her reply was not surprising but at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. It wasn't that he wanted to go out himself as he had a lot of work to do, but he had thought that it might be fun if they had just so that Gen could get out and about and maybe, just maybe they might run into other witches and wizards her age out with their families and that she could mingle a little. She would be heading to Hogwarts in a year or so and he would much prefer it that she go knowing other children than knowing no-one at all. Maybe it was a little too early after the full moon also to be suggesting such a thing but at the same time maybe getting out and about after the full moon would lessen the lethargy she felt. All though he hated to admit it he had been reading muggle research into such things and though diet and drinking lots of water and such played a part one the muggle healers also suggested exercise and fresh air. But he also thought that keep the mind active as well was just as good so a few rounds of chess was also a good thing. "I will hold you to that beauty," he said and the cut into his salmon once more. "You never know maybe the fresh night air might energise you a bit. It cannot be fun being couped up here or at St Mungo's all the time."

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