"You won’t," I shout and the glass around me shatters. "You can act like a Father and you are biologically mine, but you didn’t raise me. You skipped that part, gave me to other people to raise, denying me my own identity. I always wondered why I was different and people didn’t like me. I was so fucking lonely and a weirdo. I came here, finally surrounded by the same kind of people and once again I was the weirdo, the Mudblood trying to prove herself. That is all your fault, because you couldn’t handle the responsibility," I turn around stalking out of his chambers.