Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, the song, or anything except the plot and character. I got the name Sarai from Tamora Pierce. The song – in the rough by Anna Nalick.
A/N This story starts during Hogwarts winter break.
In the Rough
You say you fell
while holding diamonds in your hands And
someday love will find me in the rough I turned around 3 times and wound up at your
door
"It's your fault for
running, holding diamonds," I said
And I offer no sympathy
for that
I hear that it was you who died alone
And I offer no
sympathy for that
Better off I sparkle on my own
Someday love will finally
be enough
Now you say you know all you did not know before
And I
offer no sympathy for that
I hear that it was you who died
alone
And I offer no sympathy for that
Sarai watched herself in the mirror, crying. She held her cheek. It was bright red and burned like the flames of hell.
She turned back to her father.
"Lazy slut," her father screamed at her.
Sarai was too tired to answer. She turned and ran. As far as she could. Away.
She didn't get very far.
Her legs refused to hold her up, and her muscles screamed bloody murder.
So, in the snow in front of someone's steps, she fell. Wearing only a thin shirt and pants, she shivered as she lost conciousness.
A boy with white blond hair was startled when he saw a body on his steps. He wasn't used to it.
Draco Malfoy knelt down next to the girl. He looked up again, recognizing her as Sarai. Sarai was in Ravenclaw, in Draco's year. He had noticed her, but only vaguely; passing her in the halls and such.
She was beautiful, her black hair spread out like an angel's on the snow. She didn't move. Her body was speckled with bruises, big and small, and her leg was cut.
"Sarai?" he said softly, not expecting an answer.
There wasn't one.
He picked her up and brought her inside. She was light.
He moved quickly up the stairs, not letting anyone see her. He didn't want to know what the people in his family would do if they saw Draco taking an unconscious girl up to his bedroom. They'd be proud, probably.
Draco gently set her down on his bed. She didn't stir. On a strange impulse, he reached his hand out and felt her cheek. It was encrusted with dirt and dried blood.
Ok. Review please! I know that was a sucky first chapter – but most of them are.