Note: So I have been wanting to write a fanfic about Harry Potter, focused around Draco (Gotta love him! *squee!*). Though... It's mainly focused around a girl named Shanah. She has been in the Malfoy Manor since she was four. She has this dream, over and over about how she came to the Manor. Wishing for More is based on the first movie, and Shanah's struggle to fit in. She doesn't want anyone to find out what she is. She's afraid they will call her a monster and everyone will be afraid of her. Anyway, keep reading to find out more! And watch for Wishing on Dreams!

"Hush now, we're almost there."

"I want Mommy." I said weakly. My head hurt, and my throat and chest burned every time I tried to breath.

"I know you do. I know."

I trembled in the arms of the woman who was carrying me. I was wrapped up in a thin cloth, and it did nothing to hold off the chill of the late winter night. I kept shifting, my brand mark burned on my wrist.

"I want to go home." I murmured.

"I know you do. I know."

The wind picked up and snow stung my eyes. I whimpered and burrowed into the woman's body, seeking her warmth.

"Hush, we're almost there."

I heard the crunch of gravel under her feet as she hurried down a new path. I shivered and wriggled, sticking my head out from under the cloth that concealed me. I saw the woman's face for the first time. She had a cloak on, her hood drawn up. Her black hair showed from under her hood, and her bright green eyes were dull with exhaustion and worry. Her skin was pale, and her cheeks and nose pink with cold.

She looked at me and smiled weakly. "Hush now." She said, pushing my head back down. I wailed in protest, which turned into a cry of pain as I shifted again. The mark on my arm blazing and angry blood and fire red. The woman carrying me shifted me in her arms, careful not to hurt my fragile young body. I whimpered and snorted, smoke rising from my nostrils. "Yes, I know. Hush now."

She was always telling me to hush, I wasn't even saying anything.

A door. Suddenly she was knocking on a door. The sound seemed to echo on the other side. Footsteps echoed, and warm light spilled over us.

"What are you doing here?" A man hissed. "And what is under that?"

The cloth was pulled back from my head and I lifted it, squinting as light blinded me. I opened my mouth in a cry of objection.

The man recoiled. "What is that doing here?" He growled. I looked at him through blurry eyes. I didn't like him and I snapped at him weakly.

"Her family was just murdered." The woman said in a hushed voice. "Please, I know no one else who could protect her better than you."

The man scowled. "She's unstable. She'll be a danger to my son." He said flatly. A clear no.

"Please Lucius." The woman begged. "She's just discovering her powers. She'll grow into them, control them better. But she's already been branded. You must hide her here."

The cloth was placed over my head again, and I shifted. I withered and whimpered as pain burned through my body.

The man named Lucius sighed. "Fine. I'll keep her."

The woman seemed relieved and I was handed off to the man. He held me loosely and I yelped as I started to slip from his grasp. He grunted and shifted me, tightening his grasp on me.

Once more the cloth was removed from me and the woman leaned down, kissing my cheeks. "Stay well, Shanah." She murmured. Her cheeks shone with tears as they slid down her cheeks. She reached up with a gloved hand to wipe a tear that had fallen onto my cheek. On her wrist was a faded mark, like a scar. It was a dragon encircling a snarling wolf head.

"Stay well, stay safe,"

Note: Sorry this chapter is so short. I promise the next one will be a little longer. In the next chapter, Shanah is awake. We see her relationships with the members of the Malfoy family. As she gets ready for her first year at Hogwarts, we see what she normally struggles with at home.