Mute

by animal lover13

A girl named Wynter has been living on her own since she killed her abusive adopted father when she was 8 after she shifted into a wolf. It's been 3 years and she finds out that she is a witch. What happens when she meets a certain Malfoy in her human form? Will they be enemies, friends, or more? rated T 'cause of the first chapter- and i'm paranoid

A/N- this is the first fanfic i'm posting on this website. in reality i wrote this a while ago (and posted it on ) and am just getting around to putting it on here. i just wanted to see how well it would do on here. i haven't done much more to this in a long time, but if i get a lot of good feedback, i'll continue it. if not, i'm always open to people adopting it.

also, as it is mandatory, here is the disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter (though i wish i did) and all right go to their owner(s). If you see anything you recognize (i might make references to other books or shows) i don't own that either.

"Wynter! Get down here!" I quickly scramble out of my "bed" and throw on the first pair of pants (a pair of jean shorts) I find and a t-shirt (one with a wolf on it). As I run out of my "room" I throw my hair up in a messy bun.

In the kitchen I find my adoptive father Bruce waiting with a bottle of booze in his hand. He reeks of liquor. Obviously drunk, he advances on me and asks "Why weren't you down here making me food? Oh, that's right, you're a worthless little whore who doesn't know where she belongs. You were probably with a guy who thought you were easy." I ignore what he says, I've been listening to him rant for years and just let it slide by. "Answer me, b****!" He slaps my cheek so hard that I fly into the wall. "That's right, you can't talk. Not like you would have anything intelligent to say anyway."I slowly get off the floor and stand again, my hand nursing my cheek. "That's it! I think it's time you help fertilize the ground."

I takes me a minute to process what he said but by then it was too late, he had punched the side if my head, stunning me. He starts punching, kicking, and doing whatever he could to kill me.
I'm start to give up and resign myself to death when a voice in my head says, "Don't give up. Think of an animal that will help you." doing just that, (though I think that I've finally cracked) I think of a white. I picture it to the tiniest detail, when I suddenly hear popping noises. Finding that I had closed my eyes at some point, I open them and see Bruce staring at me with fear in his eyes. I look down an discover that I have paws. The voice I heard before says, "You are a shape shifter and I am your spirit animal. I am no specific animal but am the spirit of all animals. You have the ability to shift into any animal you can think of. Now, this man has done abused you for 8 years; It's time for revenge." I turn to Bruce, growl deep from my throat, and lunge at him.