Saving Her
Prologue
Cold, black, darkness. Nothing. No emotion. No thoughts. Nothing. The once easily excited, always happy girl was now severely depressed. And there was nothing that would ever change that. Draco Malfoy, her crush, obviously hated her, she had no friends, and she missed her friend Haley who was currently residing in the Muggle world. Haley was, in fact, a Muggle. But the girl didn't care. Haley was her best friend anyways. The strain and stress from the upcoming war was just too much for her to handle. It was always planning, strategizing, revealing dark secrets, and never talking about her unresolved childhood issues that were slowly driving her insane.
The pain was immense and she was broken. Her blue eyes wandered the Common Room and she sneered in disgust at the red and gold tapestries and furnishings. Why did that foolish old Headmaster just throw her into Gryffindor? Why couldn't she have been in Slytherin like she wanted? Why couldn't she keep in touch with her Muggle friends? Was it that much to ask that she could actually have a social life? Yes, it was too much to ask. She was a pawn in the eyes of the war. No one cared about her needs or wants. No one bothered to ask her if she was okay. No one asked her about the cuts on her wrist or why she was always so quiet. Maybe she wanted to be a Death Eater and not be forced on the Light side. It was a foolish decision to aspire to join them; after all, she did know everyone's futures. She wished she didn't know. Oh, that would have been so much easier.
Her name was Sara Evanesca. She grew up as a Muggle with abusive foster parents that beat her and starved her. And then Dumbledore had come and took her to Hogwarts. She was shocked that her favourite fictional characters were real. She was truly a descendent from the Gaunts, some grandchild of Morfin. And therefore she was related to Lord Voldemort. This made her extremely valuable on both sides of the table. She had abilities that only two other wizards had. They were from being a descendent of Salazar Slytherin. But she also had other rare abilities. Sara was small and skinny, but tall. She had crystal blue-grey eyes and long, brown, curly hair. She was forced to help with the Light side, even though she had a gigantic crush on Draco Malfoy.
She was in a living hell. She was, if possible, more alone than before she was rescued. Rescued. How pathetic. What a pathetic word. She yawned, extremely exhausted from thinking so deeply. She stood up on shaky knees, and made her way to her Dorm Room. She shared her dorm with Hermione Granger and Katie Bell. Truthfully, she hated them both. She felt as if she was moving in a dream, not truly aware of where she was going. Too tired to care, she let herself drift to her bed and climb inside under the covers and slowly drift into a deep sleep.
A/N: Sorry for shortness. The first chapter will be much, much longer. But this is just a boring little Prologue. I suck at these. The first chapter will be up soon!
Until next time.
-TheSaraMalfoy