Now I will Tell you what I've done for you,
50,000 tears I've cried
Screaming, Deceiving, and bleeding for you.
And you still won't hear me,
Going Under.
Don't hold out your hand this time,
I'll save myself,
Maybe I'll wake up for once..
Draco lie awake tossing and turning listening to his radio pretty loudly. His parents wouldn't hear. For one they were arguing about him and he was on the third floor. His parents were on the fifth. There was no way they could hear and even if they could, he didn't care at all. He wanted to kill his father more then anything right now. Draco was turning 17, he was going into 7th year. Finally. Then he could move out and find a nice house and et married to Pansy or something. He didn't even like the stupid girl in the first place. She was fun to play around with and mess with her head because she was so stupid but that was about it. He sighed remembering what had happened a few hours earlier in his fathers den.
*Flash Back*
"I am tired of waiting! The Dark Lord is growing impatient. You must receive the Dark Mark soon!" Draco's father urged him glaring at him with icy black eyes. Draco rolled his eyes and glared back at his father. "You can't make me do shit. You can just shove that dark mark crap up your ass." Draco said and walked out of the room and calmly made his way up to his room..
*Present*
He didn't care about the sever beating he had received soon after that. He had grown almost immune to pain. No problem there. Piece of cake. Just act like you hurt and his father was happy. He still lie there looking out his window into the starry night.
A few miles away Hermione Granger lay in her bed crying softly. In the back round you could hear parents fighting. Her parents. Her perfect family was fighting. Everyone who said or thought she had the perfect family was so wrong. Her parents fought constantly now. The only good thing coming out of this is that her father didn't beat her too much. He did every now and then. She had bruises and scars of course and she was still mad at him for it and h had appoligized. She had accepted. Or at least said she did. But did she really? She didn't even know. This was all too complicated. Her family was falling apart day by day. She thought of the song, 'Going Under' that is so how she felt right now. She felt like she was going under..
Draco lie awake tossing and turning listening to his radio pretty loudly. His parents wouldn't hear. For one they were arguing about him and he was on the third floor. His parents were on the fifth. There was no way they could hear and even if they could, he didn't care at all. He wanted to kill his father more then anything right now. Draco was turning 17, he was going into 7th year. Finally. Then he could move out and find a nice house and et married to Pansy or something. He didn't even like the stupid girl in the first place. She was fun to play around with and mess with her head because she was so stupid but that was about it. He sighed remembering what had happened a few hours earlier in his fathers den.
*Flash Back*
"I am tired of waiting! The Dark Lord is growing impatient. You must receive the Dark Mark soon!" Draco's father urged him glaring at him with icy black eyes. Draco rolled his eyes and glared back at his father. "You can't make me do shit. You can just shove that dark mark crap up your ass." Draco said and walked out of the room and calmly made his way up to his room..
*Present*
He didn't care about the sever beating he had received soon after that. He had grown almost immune to pain. No problem there. Piece of cake. Just act like you hurt and his father was happy. He still lie there looking out his window into the starry night.
A few miles away Hermione Granger lay in her bed crying softly. In the back round you could hear parents fighting. Her parents. Her perfect family was fighting. Everyone who said or thought she had the perfect family was so wrong. Her parents fought constantly now. The only good thing coming out of this is that her father didn't beat her too much. He did every now and then. She had bruises and scars of course and she was still mad at him for it and h had appoligized. She had accepted. Or at least said she did. But did she really? She didn't even know. This was all too complicated. Her family was falling apart day by day. She thought of the song, 'Going Under' that is so how she felt right now. She felt like she was going under..