A For Short

Chapter 4

"Ana!" Draco called from behind me. I knew it was him. I could see him fast walking toward me and then awkwardly pulling at his tie, even though I wasn't facing him. I turned around.

"What?" I asked him. He looked at the ground as if he was nervous.

"Snape wants to see you." He said. I nodded. "Why aren't you at the feast?"

"I'd like to ask you the same thing." I answered. He pulled his tie nervously. "I got a detention from Umbridge." I said.

"Why?" He asked.

"Because I told her she was an inconsiderate little fat bitch."

"Ana!" Draco exclaimed.

"Well she is!"

"Did she hurt you?"

"My hand hurts a bit." He grabbed my hand.

"This looks bad." He looked back up at me. "I thought Mum told you to behave?"

"Sorry. DIdn't realize standing up to my family was misbehaving." I said yanking my hand out of his.

"Umbridge is nasty, Ana." Draco said as we heard footsteps behind us. I looked and saw Professor Umbridge.

"Talk about the devil." I said loudly as she walked toward us. Draco punched my arm. Professor Umbridge stopped in front of us.

"Would you care for another detention Miss. Malfoy?" She asked. Then laughed her stupid laugh.

"If it includes looking at all those ugly cats and your ugly toad-like face, then no."

"She doesn't mean that. I'm sorry Professor. She's having an off day, right Ana?" Draco said holding me back.

"Sure." I said glaring at Professor Umbridge. Seeming satisfied, she walked past us and down the hallway.

"Whatever it is, go tell Snape. You're in a pissy mood." Draco said letting go of my arm and walking away. "And get that hand fixed before the holidays. Mum is going to freak." I walked down the hallway in the opposite direction and down the stairs to the dungeons. When I reached Snape's office, I knocked lightly on the door. Then walked in. I didn't even care if he would be mad. I knew he wouldn't but Snape had a mind of his own.

"Ana," He said looking up from his desk.

"What's more important than food?" I asked him referring to him missing the feast.

"Where were you?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I was already down there and did not see you."

"I was doing stuff. It's not your business anyway." I stared at him for awhile. "Why do people hate our family so much? What is so bad about us? What did we do wrong? Why does everyone tremble when see Draco and I? What am I doing? What are we doing?"

"Your family is very respected at Hogwarts. They fear of what you can do. You are very linked to the Dark Lord and that's what they fear. For centuries-"

"I didn't ask for a fucking history lesson." I said pulling out my wand.

"Ana, put that away." He hissed. "Do not point your wand at me." He got out of his desk and came over to me and sat me down in a chair. I held in a scream as he grabbed the bad arm where Umbridge's detention punishment still lingered. "What is wrong with you?" I felt my chest rise as a sob rose. And then I felt the tears. They fell freely down my face. One after another. I touched my face as if I didn't know what they were. I was crying. Anastasia Malfoy was crying. It wasn't long till I had my head in my arms sobbing. I felt Snape grab my bad hand. Again, I held in a scream.