Waiting For My Sun To Shine

Chapter 1

It took a moment for her to realize that there was someone in the compartment and when she saw who occupied it, her eyes widened and her cheeks had gone slightly pink. I could do nothing more but cock an eyebrow and watch her enter and take a seat.

I knew she was purposely ignoring my questioning look for she pulled out a book, which I noticed was our text book on Ancient Runes. Typical Granger. Since I knew she wouldn't acknowledge my presence any time soon, I went back to trying to relax and ended up having a rather nice nap but was woken up by the sound of the lunch trolley and my grumbling stomach.

We bought our food and ate in silence. I took this moment to notice just how much Granger has changed, and I can tell you, she has changed a lot.

Her once baggy and completely unflattering clothes were now more feminine that it hugged and accentuated all the right places. Her hair that could have given a lion's mane a run for it's money was now tame and looked so silky smooth as it cascaded past her shoulders. I have honestly thought Granger was pretty. The only time she wasn't was when she was on the floor writhing in pain from my deranged aunt's attempt to break her.

I vansih what was left of my salad and comtenplated on what happened at the Manor during that horrible creature's reign. It was not pretty. I have been on the recieving end of one of Aunt Bella's fits and I knew well how she felt.

The first time it happened was about three weeks before the Golden Trio was idiotically captured. Aunt Bella was in one of her moods and was storming right passed my room when I opened my door to go to the library but hit her smack on the forehead.

She howled in pain and I was frozen with fear. The rage in her eyes was enough to make me cower but may I remind you that I am a Malfoy and Malfoys do not cower. That thought came to mind fast and vanished just a quickly when I felt my self uprooted and flung to the other side of the corridor. I hit one of my mother's vases which shattered upon when it hit my back. I fell face in the pieces of mother's beloved vase but I knew things were about to get worse.

Her wand tipped my chin up and made me look her in the eyes. I bit my lip to keep from whimpering in pain as I felt how many pieces were poking my back. She removed the pieces with her bare hands roughly and told me to stand. As I did, she pushed me against the wall with her forearm on my throat and I choked. I knew better than to fight back so submitted.

She stuck me to the wall, silenced the hall and blind folded me to make matters worse. Just as I was about to let out a breath, she threw a crucio right at my chest. She kept throwing curse after curse at me until she was satisfied and when she was she sniffed a Finite and left me nearly unconcious.

My mother found me there a few hours later. She levitated me up to my room and tried to heal me as best as she could whilst whispering apologies. That happened a few more times but quite differently and evermore frightenin than that one night.

I flinch at my name suddenly being called. I look up to find Granger looking at me worriedly before she asked if I were okay pointing out that I looked rather pale. I nodded, pressed my forehead against the cool glass window and stared blindly at the scenery. This was going to be a long year.