Some tears are just impossible to cry.
Dumbledore is alive, Voldermort is dead, no horrocrux-hunting/-knowing, set in 7th year.
Plot: Draco Malfoy escapes his father's mayhem, and finds help from one of his sworn enemies. Everything is moving forward to the happiness again; but what happens when Darkness is faster then light?
DMHG,

c.1: Path is forgotten.

It was a lovely September day; sun was shining on the trees, the leaves reddish tone went nicely with
the golden sunray glistering from the sky. It was a beautiful day in London, and the parking spots on
Kings Cross Station were all almost busy.
The Muggle commutates were running from one train to another, some waving goodbye to their
loved once, some talking in cell phones, and some looking at their ticket to find their platform.

On Platform 9 ¾, the wizards were all doing the same. Some students rushed over to their friends, hugging. Some were waving goodbye to their family, some were dragging their coffers and owls over to the train that was going to take them all back to Hogwarts. Some seemed to dream back to the summer.

They all seemed happy.
I, on the other hand, was not.
This summer had not been a good summer. At all.

It all started with that Father got back from Ascaban. Sure, both mother and I were, of course, frightened of what he may do.
It was fine at first. We thought he tried to control himself and his wishing of going back.
God, we were wrong.

I sighed and looked around me. It all looked the same. Same people, well except some really small kinds who I assumed were first years-to be, everyone the same. Same faces, same family gathered around them.
Some were doing the same ritual as they did every year. But I recognized that those in my year had much more... intense goodbyes with their families.
I didn't even have a family to share this special day with.
I had no grandpa behind me, giving me a look of proud, I didn't have a mother who stood beside me, crying that she had to see her child go, again. Not anymore.

I pushed back the tears I felt burning behind my eyelids, took my coffer and started to make my way through the crowd of happy, hugging, crying families.

I found an empty compartment, stuffed in my coffer and put a spell on the door so that Pansy, the two nerds who adored me, or any other Father-knowing person would be able to come in nor hear me.
I guess I should talk to someone about this. About everything that happened these 2 months away from school. But I have no one to tell.
I have no one.

I sat down at a seat and felt my mind going on high-speed. Why did this happen? Couldn't Father just let us be?

I closed my eyes, feeling as if I never wanted to wake up again. Would it be so bad if I didn't? No one would miss me. Sure, the Slytherin's would miss 'their prince' - but that's not me. I'm different, so much different now.
Oh, mother, why aren't you here?

My sight was blurry. I couldn't see anything, not that I minded. I lay down at the seat and allowed the tears that had been burning for so long to get free. I was shaking uncontrollable, feeling so small. Trying to be so small as possible, so that no one would see me.
I couldn't breathe, I tried to sit up again but I was too weak. I sank deeper into the seat, getting about no air, crying out load.
God, why did this happen to me?
Was I that a horrible person? To deserve this? I need someone. He killed my mother... Father killed her, he killed her...

I slowly got control over my breathing and could calm my self down a little. The weeping turned into silent sobs, as I tried to sit up again.

Come on Draco, you made it. A whole summer. A whole, bloody summer. You made it. You're free.
But deep inside I knew I wasn't. He'd find me. He'd kill me.
Not that I minded - it was the only way out; death.

I sat up straight and took a deep breath. I muttered the words my mother used to say after one of Fathers moments.

"Breathe in, breathe out. Nice and slowly. He knows you're at Hogwarts, but Dumbledore will protect you. Hogwarts is full of good people. They won't hurt you. You'll be fine. Just fine."

Some tears are just impossible to cry.

Hi everyone! Brand new story, and I'm telling you; It's going to get very angsty, and you'll find out what happend during the summer.
Review! :'D
Also, or maybe btw, I don't know how the layout will look; I'll try to change it if it looks WAY bad, which I hope it won't. But I write everything in DocX-doccuments, new MicrosoftWord, you know? Which means everything looks completelt dull when it comes out here. -.-' hate it hate it hate it.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy it :) Even thought it's short; I'll make it up for you!