Alone In the Rain
Chapter One
Back To School
Her POV
It's late but I don't care as I pack by trunk and bags as fast as I can. I don't care if the clothes are not folded or if the books aren't stacked perfect. Last year, everything had to be perfect. This year, I'll be happy if I get it all in there before he gets back. Who knows if I'll he will let me do anything after he's gets back. He's been gone most of the day so probably not. I spent my time earlier in the day writing letters to Ron and Harry telling them that I would not be meeting them at the Burrow like usual but would see them on the train. I'm just praying that they don't feel the need to write back. I would be in all kinds of trouble if I got a letter from them while he was here. That happened once. . . didn't have a happy ending.
As I throw the last book into the trunk I hear his car pull up. Frantically, I shut it, lock it and look for a place to hide it. Shoving and kicking it trying to get it under the bed I hear the front door open. I quickly stand up and look to make sure everything is in order. I run to the window, close it, set his picture back up on the nightstand and jump onto the bed and turn on some music, knowing it would get me in trouble but it was the lesser of the two evils.
Even above the music I can hear each step as his boots hit the hard wood of the stairs. Damn my parents for leaving me here with him. "He's such a nice boy, we trust him to take care of our little girl while we're gone." Nice boy alright. As the footsteps draw nearer my heart rate speeds up, dreading, wondering what fate has in store tonight. I'm snapped out of my thoughts and my eyes hit the floor when I hear the door open and him say, "What in hell is all that racket!"