Oh yeah and since this is you know a new thread I think I better say somethings that I haven't said in a while.
DISCLAIMER: This is a no profit story and any character used from the Harry Potter books belongs to JKR and not to me. This is only for fun and I own nothing.
Just in case someone has clicked on here and noticed it starts with year three, the reason is year one and two and under the name Friends Forever, Maybe Not part 1.
Oh also, I want to dedicate this entire story to Katie, who passed away in August this year of cancer aged sixteen. Most of you already know the story and so the dedication will stay on this page.
Oh and lastly, a big Thanks to my lovely Beta Annie, who has been kind enough to check to make sure that I haven't messed up to much on these upcoming chapters.
So yeah, enjoy the chapter and I know its really short but its for effect, they will get longer as we get further in I promise.
Please review when you're done
Kristina
Year 3: Chapter 1
It was dark, not a soul was awake except one. She lay on the floor, pain emitting from her body, she couldn't move, couldn't make a sound. Thoughts of the night before flooded through her brain; she wanted to cry... no she wanted to die; she just wanted the pain to go.
She thought of running away, leaving this place and all its horrors. It wouldn't work though, they would find her again. The girl thought of her future, what it would hold for her, she was scum, she knew that she would never amount to anything.
Tears threatened to fall from her eyes, she shut them tight holding them off; tears would not change what had happened. She rocked back and forth thinking of anything but the events that had taken place. She rubbed herself, trying to rub away the filth.
She felt dirty, nothing else, she deserved what had happened, she must have... why else would he have done it? He didn't love her she knew that now, she was nothing but scum, she deserved death, and she would give it to him.
Silently she climbed to her feet; she looked around her room for anything that would help. She saw her wand snapped in two at the foot of her bed. Her bed, something that had been her safe haven, she couldn't bear to look at it now, it was symbol for what had happened, it was as dirty as she was.
She looked around and faced her curtains, the soft cream cloth called to her, this was her means of escape, this was how she would do it. Carefully she pulled one from the rail, and knotted it throwing it over the banister of her bed.
Next she tied a loop and placed it around her neck, she ensured that the cloth was not long enough for her to reach the floor. A single tear escaped her eye as she counted to three. On the third count she jumped.
Chocking, she began to splutter, she swung her arms and legs about, her breath was caught as her eyes bulged, this was the end she knew it, before her eyes the happy memories passed, she saw her friends at Hogwarts she saw the joys, then she saw the night before.
Her eyes slowly glazed over and all sense of life slipped from her body, everything went black...