Knut for your thoughts.
Bang!
' shit, he's here'
" Bitch, I thought I told you to clean the kitchen while I was out!! Now, come over here."
'Ok, he's drunk, so he can't hit hard, or a least too hard'" Now, why is it not clean?"
"I was doing your laundry and cleaning the living room"
"Look here, you two-bit whore, no one is making you stay"
'That's it. No More' "Fine"
" YOU WHORE!"
Punch after slap, he started to beat the petite girl. She pulled out her wand but it was too late.
" NO, HELP!"
"Wake up, it's a bad dream,"
She looked around, realizing she was in a plane and quite safe.
"Knut for your thoughts," kindly said the old man next to her.
"Gee, here we go. For the five years, I have been beaten daily, by MY 'care-taker', who is now dead. I'm now on a plane to England to live a "new life". You wanna a thought? Here's one. Why?" She turned to her window and sighed.
Professor Dumbledore looked at her. She was quite short for her age. She wearing a muggle tank-top with a pair of baggy pants. Her black hair was pulled into a ponytail. She looked exhausted in every aspect.
"That is what everyone asks, and yet no one can answer," softly answered the kind Professor. " By the way," added the Professor, "you need a name"
" Faye Newman" she quickly answered. Professor looked like he wanted to ask her where she got the name from, but knew better.
"Will he be at Hogwarts?" she inquired.
"Who?" he asked.
" Why do you ask questions, to which you already know the answer?" she turned to him with those piercing blue eyes.
That was the first time he saw the tiniest bit of joy in her.
"Yes, he'll be there," he reassured her
"I forgot to tell you but thank you for saving me, back there," she said quietly.
"My pleasure,"
She turned back to her window.
"Where are we going, again?" That was the fifth time she asked during the seven hour flight.
"The Burrow."