Disclaimer: characters and world belong to the wonderful J K Rowling
One
Standing in a line-up. Being appraised. God, it's cold. Down to flimsy slips.
Belly empty. Feet bare. Eyes down. Burning stares.
Swirling finger. Turn around. Slowly. They want to know what they're getting.
"Granger?"
That's her. She hasn't been called by her name in nearly a year. Hermione Granger. Number 22.
Lightheaded. Bright spots. Ringing pain. Blood.
Harsh voice. Fade in. Fade out. "22. Get up, girl. You've been sold."
a/n: there are eighteen prepared chapters right now all short but of varying length, if readers are interested, I hope to update daily. Thanks for reading! Please share your thoughts
Anyways,
Scarlett
