A/N: I don't own Harry Potter, just my character!
Today is the day I leave. I can't take his abuse anymore. The man whom calls himself my father is just a waste of space to me. He's nothing to me to be honest. Not anymore.
Here I stand in my room with my sack of little things. Not much, but what would one expect of a thin frail child such as me. My father the alcoholic he is, wastes his money on everything else but what's needed at home. So here I am sliding out my window at a runs pace, cause if he sneaking away again, it will come down to the point that he may kill me. I wouldn't doubt it due to watching him beat my mother to death. But the judge had to be off his rocker, because he just gave custody of me back to my father.
My only safe heaven will be this school that I got a letter from, called Hogwarts. But how do I get there when I'm all alone on my own. At this I decide to sit in a small park, mother called this small town Spinner's end if I remember correctly. I always wondered why but oh well, I'm too tired to fight it and drift of to sleep slowly. Unbeknowest to me someone had been fallowing me the whole entire time.
The next morning I awake in a house and look around . I wince in pain and groan wondering where I am. I reach out and slide against the wall. I hear two people down stairs and fallow the voices to a small kitchen. I pause staring at a man with a scowl on his face with dark hair and a pale complextion. The man next to him put me at a bit of an ease but not much. This man looked to be rather old and frail, a long grey beared with half moon glasses and a cheery dispatition.
I pause and shake my head thinking that I'm dreaming to the point I almost fall over. Next moment the older man says, "Chiild you should sit, before you do more damage to your self than what that torent of a man did to you."
I cock my head and just take small steps towords them both. The younger of the two men stands up and pours a glass of something and sets it infront of me. I am weary and the man says, " Oh for the bloody love of God, drink it it's not poisioned."
At this I shrink away in a slight fear of this man. The older man then says, "Severus please take it easy, the girl is fragile and very unwell, she needs to be eased into this. Being treated the way she has been it's no reason why she isn't weary of us or of those around us. Or even what's given to her. /But she needs the utmost care as well. "
I cock my head and slide forword a bit and take a slice of bread with jam on it sticking it in my mouth and slidding to a corner away from the two. I had seen too many people fight with my father and get almost killed and I didn't need to see it again or be in the middle of it. So as I stand outside of this I notice the younger man nod and say, "Yes Albus you are right. But it's hard she will not trust me all that well, she should be putt with he Aunt, at the Malfoy Manner."
Albus then smiles with twinkling eyes and says, " None of them will understand her from what she's seen or been through Severus. You are the only one who had seen your mother beat by your father and even experianced the abuse. She will trust you more than you will think she will."
At this a loud knock sounded on the door and I knew who that person was. Before I ran Albus held me and says, " Child stay quiet let's let Severus put the peices into play for your life to be protected."
