It has been solved! Alalal984 was my daughter, but I left her when she was a child. Now the whole story is below.
Alright, many years ago I married a muggle man whom I loved dearly. But he didn't know that I was a witch. When I did tell him, after we had a child, he wanted to leave me. I thought he wouldn't leave, since we had a child together, and I hadn't told him before because I loved him so much, and I knew he would hate magic, because I knew him so well by then. I was right. He hated me after that, and he beat me.
He didn't want our child to be raised by me, and he told me to leave. But before he did, he made sure that I could never return, by telling our whole town about my little secret. He told the town, anyone he could, that I was a liar, that I was a witch. They didn't really believe him, and they were going to beat HIM up for telling ridiculous lies. But I loved him, I couldn't see him beat. So, I broke the code of secrecy, and I showed my magic to them all. I went all out, I showed them all the magic I could. Then, they of course, wanted ME gone. And the Ministry then was after me. So I asked of him one last request, to care for our child. That was all that I wanted. He promised me he would, and I left, running from the Ministry.
Eventually, the Ministry caught up to me, and they had planned on throwing me in Azkaban. I did actually end up staying there, until the day of my trial. In my case, it was guilty until proven innocent. Things looked very bleak. I shouldn't have shown my magic. But I got lucky, I told the whole story and they showed mercy and let me out. That was when I traveled, when I began to explore the world, to become a teacher. I wanted to teach students, because I wanted to make up for never being able to teach my own.
But then, al of course began to show signs that SHE was a witch. When she did, her father stopped caring for her as well, and left al. He left her and never came back to her. She stayed with my parents, my mother was a witch, and my father, though heartless, at least accepted this. They passed away as well though, and I went to their funeral.
At the funeral, I made a small speech, saying they were my parents. Therefore, al knew I was her mother, since she never had an aunt or uncle, I don't have brothers or sisters. She asked me why I wouldn't take her back.I desperately wanted to, but I had made a vow to my husband to not raise the child as long as he was alive. This year, he passed away. This year, I wanted everything out in the open, this is the year where I can now welcome al into my arms, now that he is dead. After all, the vow was only if he was alive.
