Once Darkened, Forever Lighted

Disclaimer: I will never own any characters from Harry Potter, they all belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling.

Thanks-yous: Much thankys to Saso for helping me through a very dark time, for me anyway, after TAKS week V.V Saso's always been pushing me in the right direction (and wrong ones as well (even though this is being typed in our chemistry class XD) XD).

Also thanks to hpgirl for actually talking to me about my first story!!!!

Chapter 1: Running Away

It was dark from what he could see from the window of the house. Lights flickered on downstairs and outside from the street lamps. The figure turned away from the window as he heard footsteps creaking up the stairs. The hall light came on and he heard the sound of an unlocking door. His door swung open revealing a very fat man, slowly going bald. The figure at the window backed away slowly.

"Come downstairs, Harry. It's time we discussed something." The fat man said.

"Of course, Uncle Vernon." Harry replied and followed Vernon down the stairs and into the living room.

As soon as Harry walked into the room, he felt a huge hand slap him straight across the face. He flew into the wall before sliding down and landing with a small thump onto the ground. He groaned softly and got up slowly. Another blow to the face sent Harry flying into another wall. Blow after blow across his face, arms, head, and arse sent him flying into walls. Picture frames shattered at the force when Harry was thrown against one. The picture frame fell to the ground and Harry landed on the glass. He grunted and looked at his hands through his one good eye. Blood seeped out from the cuts on his hands, shards of glass poked out of his skin. Vernon stepped over to him and picked him up by the back of his neck and shook him violently.

"Now. Go fix dinner and you'll go without dinner for a week." Vernon said.

"Yes, Uncle Vernon…" Harry muttered softly and went into the kitchen.

XOXOXOXOXOXOX

The clocks chimed as Draco Malfoy walked down the stairs of the Malfoy Manor. He wore a dark green shirt with an unbuttoned black button up shirt. His slacks were black and glistened in the light of the chandelier. His mother, Narcissa, and his father, Lucius, were already sitting at the dining room table. They were discussing something that the Malfoy family had been discussing all week: an adoption.

"-are you certain that you want to adopt him?" Lucius was saying when Draco walked into the room.

"Positive. It would be good for Draco having someone his age around instead of a younger boy." Narcissa said and looked up at Draco.

"Alright, when he goes into the adoption center, we'll adopt him." Lucius said.

Draco looked at his parents with blank eyes, some hint of curiosity shown. What he didn't know was that Harry Potter was running away at that time and going to the adoption center.

XOXOXOXOXOXOX

Harry climbed out of his window with everything packed. He landed with a soft thump on the ground and ran down the street carrying his bag on his back. Not far from where he had lived, there was an adoption center. He entered the building and nodded to the owner who nodded back at him. It had been planned for awhile that when he finally ran away, he would be welcomed at the center. But what he didn't know was that there was someone already waiting to adopt him.

Thanks for reading! I know it's been awhile since the one-shot and I know it is short (V.V) but I'm hoping to update often since I can only update at school. Reviews are very welcome!!!!

~Dei-chan