Light Found in Darkness: Book one

Chapter one: Hair, Dances, and Diagon Alley

I, Athena Malfoy, was getting a little annoyed. Currently sitting on the side of me was Pansy freaking Parkinson. She, basically, was ranting on and on about how hot my twin is. Ew. I don't even like her, but my parents do. To them, Pansy was the perfect daughter. I hated the lot of them , except for my twin Draco. He acted like our parents in public, snobby, pureblood, and rich; but in private he was his real self, cheery, an down-to-earth. I was forced to attend a party for my eleventh birthday, so basically an unwelcomed surprise party. My brother was the only one I liked in the room. All of my so called 'friends' were there; or as I call them, the mini death eaters. Parkinson, Goyle, Crabbe, Nott, and Zabini. I hated them all. The scary thing was, I'd probably end up marrying one of these idiotic guys. All purebloods are forced into arranged marriages, to keep the blood line pure.

Pansy is so annoying; I'd rather be talking talking to my best friend, Astoria Greengrass. Heck, I'd rather be talking to Crabbe then Parkinson. At least he actually shuts up. Yeah, maybe he'd probably completely ignore me in favor of the food, but it's a step better than having an irritating girl babbling into your ear about how attractive your brother is. Unfortunately, Astoria got sick and she couldn't come, leaving me alone with only Pansy freaking Parkinson. That jerk. Did I mention Pansy is annoying? Because she is. Did I tell you how much I want to reach over an slap that lovey-dovey expression off her ugly puggish face? Because I want to. A lot.

"Pansy, you look a lot prettier than you usually do." My parents tell me to complement and make small talk with my guests. Well, we're talking, or she is anyway. And that was technically a compliment. Check and mate.

Onto Crabbe and Goyle, I swear, when they leave, we'll have to buy more food to replace the to a of it they ate. "Wow, Goyle! You seem to have gotten smarter over the summer!" That one was a bit more like an insult, but I doubt he would notice. "An Crabbe, you seem to have lost weight! A lot!" Hey maybe making small talk wasn't so bad.

I continued to talk to my 'guests' in this manner, insulting and complementing them at the same time. Draco was the master of this, and he taught me everything he knows. Hey, my name is Athena, and the goddess of wisdom must have been very good at insulting people. I'm just takin after my namesake.

Oh no, Zabini is looking at me. Oh God, does he want to dance? Oh no, there's music playing. And he's walking over here. He wants to dance. "Draco do something. I think Zabini wants to dance with me."

He smirked, and I instantly knew I'd have to pay for this later. Well as long as I didn't have to dance with snot-nosed Zabini, I'm... moderately happy.

"Hey, Zabini" Draco greeted. Zabini looked shocked. Draco never really approached others, they usually came to him.

"Let's go in this direction, away from Athena. She kind of smells." He scrunched up his nose for emphasis. As they were waking away, he looked back at me, smirking his famous Draco smirk. I glared at him to let him know he'd pay for that later. He just smiles. It was a genuine smile, not his usual smirk. The smile he only shared with me. Finally, my "guests" left, one by one. I sighed out of relief that they were gone. My mother and father approached me for the first time this night, which I find absurd because this is supposed be Draco's and my birthday party. The whole night, they had been in the foyer with the other adults, leaving us children alone. Oh sure, I got presents; but they weren't around to see me open them. They left me alone with only Draco, Pug-Faced Parkinson, Snot-Nosed Zabini, and the Troll Triplets Nott, Crabbe, and Goyle. It's not like I wanted my parents there, of course. They would have complained about my manners and etiquette and blah, blah, blah. Dumb things like that. I like my mother, but she is kind of suffocating and overbearing, in the worst way possible. I hate my father. He hate me. Feelings mutual. They told me to go to bed. So, of course, I stayed up all night.

The days of summer were goin by so slow. My father continued complaining about how I'm not withholding the Malfoy name. My only welcomed company was Draco and Pinky, my personal house elf. Astoria was now forbidden to speak to me by her parents, so, naturally, we owled each other every day. Pinky kept it a secret for me. Pinky was like a sister to me. When I was little, I'd have tea parties and invite her and Draco. I'd played dress up with her too, but I didn't know that giving house elves clothing frees them. I cried when I found out, because my parents had yelled at me. Pinky stayed anyway. She was technically a free elf. I feel bad for our family house elf, Dobby. Pinky is my personal house elf. She was a gift for me from my Godfather Severus. Since she's my own house elf, I'm her only master. So she's treated well. Dobby, unfortunately, takes orders from our whole family. Draco and I treat him well, but I can't say the same for my mother and father. They treat him terribly. I've tried to free him, but I received hexes that left me with several bruises. Mother had cried while father was doing it, but she hadn't stopped him. Father didn't show any source of remorse. That was just for trying, succeeding would mean the torture curse. I wouldn't pass it by dad to do it either. He was a death eater. He convinced the minister and everyone in the ministry that he wasn't, but I knew different. He would go back to Voldemort the second he came back to power.

By the time Draco and my Hogwarts letter came in, I was getting restless. It was going to be our first year at Hogwarts, so I couldn't be more eager. Leaving this place for a year was going to be total bliss… until I get sorted into Slytherin and have Pansy Parkinson as my roommate. I get sick just thinking about it. There's no way I'll get in any other house. My family has been in Slytherin for generations now. As soon as the sorting hat takes a look at me, that's where he'll put me.

Today we were going get my Hogwarts supplies from Diagon Alley. I opened my eyes and looked to the right. Pinky was on the side of me putting my breakfast on the side table. I wasn't expecting her and I got such a fright I fell of the bed and landed on my bum.

" Ms. Malfoy! Pinky is so sorry!" She said frantically trying to help me up.

" It's fine Pinky, really." I said trying to calm her down. I grabbed a piece of toast. While I was doing this, pinky used some of her magic she was allowed to curl my hair. My mom always made sure that my hair had to be neat and tidy. I hated my moms need for everyone in the house to look their best. I felt as there was more important things that mattered. Next was the makeup. I felt like a clown putting it on. Another thing that was enforced by my mom. She basically treats me like her personal Barbie doll. I only know about muggle toys from Pinky, she had found some and brought them for me to play with. I had gotten caught with those too. I was punished the same way I was when I tried to free Dobby. Pinky never forgave herself for that, no matter how many times I told her it wasn't her fault. Lastly was the dress. I had to wear dresses all the time. Just to annoy my mom, I used to roll around in mud with them on. To say she was amused wold be a lie. That ended with a punishment as well. I finished putting on the plainest looking dress I could find. That was a challenge, because my mom was the one who bought me clothes. She thinks that if I would buy them, I'd wear t-shirts and jeans all the time. I probably would.

I looked in the mirror and I hated it. I looked like a pureblood snob. My mom would be pleased.

"Pinky, will you do me a favor?" I asked.

"Anything for Ms. Malfoy." She said happily.

"I'm going to call you to apparate to me in Diagon alley." I said while opening the trunk in my room. I implanted a secret latch in it. Inside it had my clothes that I picked out. I put aside a comfortable hoody, a pair of skinny jeans, a pair of sneakers, and a beanie.

" I want you to apparate me back to my room so I can change into these." I told her.

Pinky nodded. She was the one who got me all these muggle clothes. Madam Malkin made them for me, and Pinky picked them up for me. She even made the latch on the trunk so I could hide them. I was going to miss her dearly while I was at Hogwarts. I was going to send her to the Weasley's. My parents hated them, but that didn't stop me from befriending their daughter Ginny. She was in a year younger, so I asked her if she would take care of Pinky for me. There was no way i was leaving her here, where dad and mom can mistreat her.

I hid the clothes underneath my bedsheets and started to eat my breakfast. Pinky and i talked a little while I finished eating.

I winked at Pinky, reminding her of the plan. I walked downstairs. Draco was sitting on the couch reading a potions book. We had a huge library

filled with books that looked extremely old. Draco and I were ready for potions class the most. Our godfather, Severus Snape, was teaching it. I personally made it my job to annoy him. Why you may ask? Well it's so easy to make him mad and funny too. He loves me though… or at least I think he does, it's hard to tell sometimes, with all his brooding and emo-ness. Huh…maybe I should ask him…nah he loves me.

Upstairs I can hear mom and dad argue about something. It's usually about me. Mom always defends me, I still don't know why, and Dad just complains about me. I could hear them from all the way from the first floor. Malfoy Manner is huge. It's really old too, it is passed down to every heir in the Malfoy family. So Draco basically already has a house. The house has dark magic everywhere too. Sometimes I'm afraid that something will attack me in my own house. My mom and dad walked down the stair case, both now silent. Mom grabbed my arm an dragged me to the kitchen. Once she made sure no one was listening she turned to me with a stern look.

"No funny business in Diagon Alley okay? Some of Lucius co-workers will be there, and we want I set a good impression." She said sternly.

Mom was always worried about people's opinions of her and her family. It wasn't her fault, she took it after grandma. She was worst than my dad with the dark magic, and she hated me ever since I was six and I spilled my drink on her. It was on accident…I think. I was happy the day she died in her sleep, I know that's a horrible thing to say, but she was a very terrible woman.

I rolled my eyes but nodded. I didn't plan on staying long with them anyway, I'd probably run away and buy all my things, before I'd meet my dads co-workers. They are all idiots except for three people. Kingsley, Tonks, and Mr. Weasley, where the only people in the ministry that I can tolerate. The Minister, Fudge is basically a push over. My dad practically runs the ministry from all the donations he gives them.

"I mean it young lady, I love you to death, but you cause me unwanted stress." Mom said rubbing her temples.

That took me by surprise. Mom never told me she loved me before, let alone Draco. Mom and Dad never show Emotions. They taught me since birth that emotions are weaknesses that others use against you. They basically act like zombies, never showing any flicker of emotions. Draco took after their advice. I was the only one that he really opened up to. He wanted to be like me, and openly show my beliefs about things, but he was afraid of what Dad would do. He witnessed some of the punishments that he gives me, and he was honestly afraid of him. I hated him, but wasn't afraid, I wouldn't give him the satisfaction. If it wasn't for my Mom, my Dad would have kicked me out a long time ago.

"Now grab my hand, and please try to behave." I grabbed her arm and she apparated us to Diagon Alley.

I didn't get sick like I used to. Mom and Dad like to apparate instead of using floo powder.

Dad was right next to us holding Draco's arm. Dad hates me, but he loves Draco. He never wanted

a daughter, just a son. That's another reason he hates me.

"Okay let's go get your things, while your father meets up with his colleges." Mom said grabbing Draco's Hand and mine.

I was not about to be dragged around and be brought around to let her buy me girly things.

"Mom, can I go on my own?" I asked. Personally I rather doing things on my own, plus she always has to approve of the clothes I buy. It has to either be a dress or expensive for her to buy it for me, otherwise forget it.

She looked at me reluctantly.

"Please, I'm only going to buy the things on the school list honest! And I'll act like a lady, I promise." I even have her my pout that can get anyone to do what I want.

"Fine, but only the things on your list, nothing else." She said before she handed me a bag full of coins, that she was giving me for the year at Hogwarts. She handed me a bag that had an charm on it that practically lets you put a thousand things in it, so I won't have to carry twenty different bags.

"We'll meet up at the ice cream parlor."

Once I saw she was out of sight I snapped my finger and Pinky appeared. She grabbed my arm and apparated me back to my house.

I quickly changed into the clothes. I looked like this: /athenas_diagon_alley_outfit/set?id=91436747 I put on the beanie, and she apparated me back to Diagon Alley, before she left for the Manner.

I felt more like myself wearing the muggle clothes. I decided to go to Madam Malkin's first. I wanted to thank her for making the clothes for me.

I walked into her shop, the bell signaling my presence. There were no other customers her today. The Alley wasn't very busy today.

Madam Malkin smiled as she saw me. She was a sweet, caring lady. She was in her early sixties.

"Ms. Malfoy, how are you dear?" She asked as she led me to where her tape-measure was at.

"I'm fine, although just bored with my life." I sighed.

"I remember when you first came into my shop. You were eight, and you came running in my store, covered in mud, and trying to hide away from your mom." She said with a smile on her face.

"Yeah, well not a lot has changed since then." I said frowning.

She finished taking my measurements. She smiled at me.

"So what can I do for you today, more clothes." She said winking at me.

"Yes, but I need my Hogwarts robes." I said.

"The clothes won't be done before September first, but I can owl them to you." She said smiling.

"That's fine."

Just then the bell rang, alerting them of other customers. There were three people to be exact. There were two men, and a boy who looked about my age. The boy was short, a few inches shorter than I was. His black hair, was extremely messy. Infant when the boy saw me he immediately started to try to make his hair lie flat. He failed miserably making me laugh. His eyes were the thing that caught my eye, it was a beautiful emerald green. The first man was tall, probably around five foot ten. His hair was dark, like the boys, however it was styled and wasn't messy at all. The other man was even taller than the other, probably at least six foot. However he was lanky, while the other man was more muscular. The second man had shaggy, sandy brown hair. His face held a couple of scars, making him look a little intimidating. I wonder if he go them in a wizarding duel.

"Hogwarts, dear?" Madam Malkin asked the boy.

He nodded still looking at me. The two men smirked at him.

"Great school, I have another girl who just got fitted who's going to Hogwarts as well." She said pointing at me.

She turned back to me and smiled.

" I'll go get your robes." She said to me before turning to the boy. "Then I'll get your measurements."

She left to go get them, leaving with the two men and the small boy. I turned to them and smiled.

"Hi Hogwarts too? I'm going to be a first year, you?" I asked looking at him.

He didn't say anything, he just stood there looking at me. I ignored it and started looking at his hair, it was all over the place. My family's hair was always neat and tidy. Messy hair was kind of refreshing to see.

"You have insane hair, can I touch it?" I asked, shock both him and the two men.

He didn't say anything so I took it as a yes, and I ran my hand through it, making him blush. It was really soft. The black haired man was smirking, while Shaggy McGee over there looked as if I set the boy's hair on fire. I removed my hand from his hair.

"My name is Athena Malfoy." I held out a hand for him to shake. To my surprise, he grabbed it and brought it up to his lips and kissed my knuckles. He also sent me a wink, making me smile.

"Harry Potter." He let go of my hand so he can move his bangs so I could see his scar.

I tried not to making a big deal out of it. The black haired man grabbed my hand, but he shook it instead.

"Sirius Black." The dark haired man said.

"Oh yeah, my dad talks about you a lot…he doesn't like you. I don't know why, you seem pretty cool. " I said making Sirius laugh.

Shaggy stepped forward and introduced himself.

"My name is Remus Lupin."

"Oh my godfather and dad knows you, Mr. Black too. Neither of them like you. Wow, my family is really mean." I said trailing off.

I turned to Mr. Lupin.

"Can I touch your hair too?" I asked with an innocent smile.

He shook his head and told her flatly "No."

I pouted at that making Mr. Black and Harry laugh.

"What house do you want to be in?" Harry asked.

"We'll Mom and Dad would pretty much disown me if I was in any house but Slytherin. If I have a choice, I'd be in Gryffindor. Maybe I'll break the chain." I shrugged.

"I want to be in Gryffindor, Sirius and Remus were in it, as well as my mom and dad." Harry said proudly.

"Do you play Quidditch?" I asked.

He smiled and his eyes lit up.

"I love Quidditch, I've been flying since before I could walk. I like being seeker. How about you?" He exclaimed.

"My twin and I have been flying since we were four. I like playing Keeper, but I rather being Chaser." I smiled.

Madam Malkin came with my robes and smiled at me. She put it in my bag with the charm on it.

"Where are your parents?" Shaggy asked a little concerned that a small eleven year old was by herself.

I was going to call him Shaggy. I don't care what his name is, he will be Shaggy to me.

"The parental units were suffocating me. I asked them if I could shop on my own. My mom is with my twin Draco, getting his things. Dad is talking to a bunch of old guys from the Ministry." I answered bored.

"Do you want to accompany us." Harry asked hopeful.

"Why not? Your better company than my Mom and Dad. They keep complaining about how unladylike I am. You roll around in the mud one time, in a very expensive dress to annoy your Grandma one time, an suddenly your never trusted in public again." I said rolling my eyes. "Can you believe that?" I asked to no one in particular.

"I believe I can." Shaggy said.

"You don't have to be mean Shaggy." I said pouting.

"Did she just call me Shaggy?" He asked shocked.

"I think she did." Said Sirius.

"What jealous? I can give you a nickname too." I said.

"No thank you." He said.

"You can give me a nickname." Harry said hopefully, making the two men snicker.

"But I like your name, it suits you." I smiled and he blushed at that.

Madam Malkin came back with Harry's bag. Sirius grabbed his, while Shaggy grabbed mine. I handed her four galleons for the robes and we left the shop.

"Where are we going next?" I asked.

"Flourish and Botts." Shaggy answered.

"Oh good. I have to learn how to hex in case Shaggy gets any ideas." I said.

Sirius was laughing at his friends misfortune. They walked inside Flourish and Botts. This shop was filled with people unlike Madam Malkin's.

"You should probably hold my hand for safety, you never know out here." He said nervously ruffling his hair.

I laughed and rolled my eyes, before grabbing his hand.

"We want to be safe don't we." I said humoring him.

We went to the school section and got the books we needed. I handed Shaggy a five galleons, which should be more than enough for my school books. They bought them for us, while we looked around, still holding hands. One book in particular caught my eye.

"Hexing: How to hurt your enemies…I want that." I said moving closer to it.

Harry grabbed me around the waist so I wouldn't be able to go towards the book.

"No, no, no, no, no, no,no,no." He shook his head back and forth.

"But I need to know this,Pug-Faced Parkinson will never know what hit her." I smiled evily.

Harry rolled his eyes before he grabbed my hand and pulled me toward Shaggy and Siri, yes I named him Siri.

Next we were going to Ollivander's. Shaggy was holding Harry's books and robes, while Siri was holding my things.

"This way slaves." Harry joked.

At that Shaggy and Siri both dropped the bags and made him carry them.

"I'm sorry." He said desperately for them to pick them up again.

"Do you hear that Sirius?" Shaggy said.

"It was probably the wind." Siri replied.

"Come on, both bags with books are heavy. I can't hold them all." He complained.

"Man up, Harry." Siri said.

"What's your excuse?" Harry said making Shaggy and I laugh.

"Apply Aguamenti spell to burn area." I said while laughing.

We continued messing around, on our way to Ollivander's. Shaggy and Siri, grabbed the bags again, when Harry was slowing us down.

When we walked into the store, the first thing I noticed how creepy it was. It was dark, the only lift was coming in through the window. The shelfs holding the wands were dusty, like they've been here forever. Mr Ollivander appeared next to me, making me jump. I jumped into Harry's arms making Him smile and Shaggy and Siri smirk.

"Hello Mr. Potter, Ms. Malfoy, here for your first wands?" He asked in a creepy voice.

"How do you know my name?" I asked a little creeped out.

"Malfoy is one of the oldest wizarding families we have left." He said shrugging.

Okay, but he's still creepy.

"Okay, ladies first." Ollivander gestured to me.

"Harry better go first then." I joked patting him on the back.

"Burn" Shaggy and Siri snickered.

"Well I don't see any ladies in the room, so you better go Athena." He smirked.

"Harry, this can be a start of a beautiful friendship." I said putting an arm around his shoulder.

"Yes, yes, you are great friends. Can we start now." Ollivander said irritated.

Someone woke up on the wrong side I the bed this morning. I gave him my wand arm and he stared measuring my arm.

He handed me a bunch of different looking wands, none of them exactly agreed with me peer say. Any more and I am pretty sure I'll destroy all of his shop. Finally he handed me a beautiful wand. It glowed in my hand and let out a few sparkles at the end.

"Ten inches, made from Mahogany. It's core

Is Dragon Heartstring. It's good for charms and Transfiguration." He said handing it to me.

Harry took twice as long as I did. Ollivander's shop was in ruins.

"I wonder." He whispered before he picked up a wand that had dust covering its box. Instantly the wand lit up when it was in his hand.

"Curious, curious." He mumbled.

I think he lost his marbles.

"He needs an thesaurus." Siri mumbled to Shaggy.

"What's curious ?"Harry asked.

"That wand is made from Phoenix Feather. The phoenix yielded another feather, that is in another wizards wand. It is strange that you are destined for this wand, when its brother gave you that scar." Ollivander explained.

"We'll this just got awkward." I said breaking the silence.

We paid for our wands and quickly left the shop. I realized I had everything I needed for Hogwarts now. We decided to go to the pet shop. Harry wanted to get an owl, so he could be able to contact Shaggy. Siri was apparently a professor at Hogwarts…I know I was shocked too.

I was helping Harry find an owl,when I spotted one sleeping in its cage. It was a snowy white owl, with wide green eyes. It sort of reminded me of his eyes.

"Harry! I found one!"

He walked over, and he instantly knew that was the owl that he wanted.

He grabbed the owl, and went to go show Siri and Shaggy.

I looked around the room to see what kind of animals they had, and one caught her eye. It was a litter of kittens. There was five in total. Four of them were playing. The fifth was off to the side, not playing with the other kittens. It was completely black, the other kittens were white. She was extremely small, she was probably the runt of the litter. I picked her up slowly. She instantly started to purr. Harry came back with his newly bought owl. He smile when he saw me holding the kitten that was smaller than the size of my hand.

"What did you name her." I asked him.

"Hedwig."

I walked up to the cashier and put her on the counter, along with some cat food and a cat carrier. I decided to name her sprinkles. As we were leaving the pet store, I realized my parents were probably freaking out. I turned to Harry, Shaggy, and Siri.

"Well I better go find my parents before they hex somebody." I said, not mentioning, it would probably be me they would hexing.

I hugged Harry. I looked up and I could see him blushing.

"I'll see you on the train. You better save me a seat, because if I am forced to sit next to Pug-Faced Parkinson, you will be the first to be hexed." I joked.

I turned to Siri. "I'll see you at Hogwarts, Professor Siri."

"Did she just call me Siri?" He asked.

"Now you know how it feels." Shaggy said.

"Shaggy,I'm going to miss you most of all." I said.

His facial expressions said it all.

I grabbed the bag carrying all my things. I skipped off, to one of the bathrooms. I went in the stall, and I dogged through the bag and found the dress that I was originally wearing. I put on the heels after I put on the dress. I took the beanie off and I put my hair up in a bun.

Once that was done I picked sprinkles out of her cat carrier, and put it back in the bag.

When I finally reached the Ice cream parlor, my parents looked extremely angry. I gulped, an angry Dad, is a scary Dad.

"Where in the hell have you been?!" He yelled.

I gulped we apparated home before this talk continued.

Dad grabbed my hand and dragged me up to my room. I saw Draco's face, he looked worried.

"Now where were you? I heard that you were talking to a bunch of strangers today!" He yelled.

"They were extremely nice, and wanted to talk about something other than money, how filthy muggleborns are, and how more renown you are in the wizarding world. So excuse me for wanting to actually talk to people who are normal!" I yelled right back.

I didn't give a care about how pure your blood line is, a wizard is a wizard , no matter who you came from.

"Athena I gave you a home, clothes, food, more things that you can imagine. How do you repay me? By acting like a Blood Traitor. As Malfoy's we have to act like high class people; associating with the top of the top. Following around idiot people, and acting like a fool, is not appropriate behavior." He scolded, getting angrier by the second.
I wasn't going to back down.
"So anything fun is inappropriate? I'd rather hang out with those 'fools' than hang out with a bunch of snobs who don't care about my well-being, but act like they care, because they are afraid of us." I finished.
Fathers face grew red, I knew I had crossed the line. I gulped. He took out his wand, and started to do nonverbal spells. The first spell was stinging me, all over. I fell to the ground in pain, it felt like a swarm of bees were stinging me all over. The stinging stopped, but I felt random punches all over me. Random bruises of different colors started to show up. He stopped there. Anything more and people would get suspicious, and not everyone trusted Father yet. He got up and left me there, not calling anyone to help me. I just laid there on the ground holding my sides trying not to cry. I felt blood coming from my mouth. I had bit the inside of my cheek to stop myself from screaming. My mom, no matter how much she loved Draco and I, never disobeyed Father. She never came in my room to help me, though I thought I heard some crying downstairs. What was only a few minutes later, but it felt like hours, Draco came in with Pinky following after. He already knew what happened, this wasn't the first time Father did this. Pinky ran to me looking frantic.

"Ms. Athena!" She cried.

She instantly started to try to clean me up.

"Pinky, go to my godfather, tell him what happened…he'll know what to do." Draco said before I closed my eyes waiting for her to come back.
Draco held my hand not saying anything. He was afraid of standing up to father because he'd know he'd get worse than what just happened to me.

A few minutes later, Uncle Severus appeared before me worried. He picked me up and brought me to my room. Draco followed after, worried. Uncle Severus took a vial out of his robe.

"Here, drink this." Uncle said.

I forced it down, it didn't taste that great. I didn't complain though.

"It's going to help with pain," Uncle said.

He grabbed his wand and said a spell to fix my nose, which was broken.

"The bruises might stay, I'm afraid." He said pushing my bangs out of my face.

Pinky came in and put some hot soup next to my bedside table. Mother called Draco from downstairs. He frowned but turned away, not wanting to leave.

"I wish you would just take my offer and come live with me." Uncle said holding my hand.

"I can't leave Draco by himself, there's no way." I said firmly.

He sighed rolling his eyes at me.

"Why do you keep speaking up like that, when you know that this is going to happen?" He asked concerned.

"I have a back bone. And everything I said is true. All he cares about is our families appearance and that we remain pureblood. He doesn't care about my or Draco's happiness." I said firmly.

"You are so stubborn for your own good." He said rolling his eyes.

"I bet you can't wait until I'm in your class." I said sarcastically.

Uncle Severus looked pale at that, and I laughed.

"Can you please try to hold your tongue for the rest of the summer break? Its only a few weeks until you leave for Hogwarts." He asked, well more like demanded.

I just nodded my head, but i didn't promise anything. He sighed, knowing that was the best he was going to get. He stayed to make sure I ate my soup. He had to leave though, he had Hogwarts business to take care of. I wished I could run away from this place and never come back. But I didn't want to leave Draco here by himself. When I'm seventeen i'm going to leave with Draco, and we'll never come back

I looked in the mirror, and I winced. The bruise around my eye was really bad. Nothing a little makeup won't cover, I just hope no one notices.

I cried myself to sleep that night. I couldn't wait to get away from this hell hole. Pinky was sitting next to me hugging me. She looked like she wanted to cry as well. When I finally fell asleep, I had a dreamless sleep.