AN: Hey!!! My mum is mad and is threatening me because she has found out about Lance. Oh well!!! Guess I have to just stop writing…….. I'm kidding!!!
So, no more, I love you Lance in my stories!!! Oh well. And, I wanted to know, do you get bored and just look up weird parings. Like, Ron & Harry or Hermione & Severus. I do and there's this H/S story called Ashes and the sequel Land of Cakes by I think Fleable. I think that's it. Well, it's really good. Must read it.
I think this has some R stuff in it!! So beware!!!! Every bad stuff in this chapter!!! VERY BAD!!! But, it deals with the plot!! Bad important stuff!!!
This is dedicated to my Sanity………… Please come back……………
*************************** Belinda POV **************************
……………….my father. The one man I never wanted to see. I looked into his face and saw that he meant business.
His pale face was flushed with anger and his normally neat black hair looked as though he had run his hand through it many times. His blue eyes showed only pure rage. But, I looked him in the eyes and stood there, knowing I wasn't supposed to move.
He grabbed my arm and dragged me up the stairs, into Hogwarts castle.
**************************** Ginger POV **************************
"What is wrong with you Malfoy?" I asked the pacing boy. He had been acting nervous ever since Belinda walked away with that man from the woods.
"Her dad's here," was all he told me.
"And?" Neville asked. He was tired of being around Draco and I could tell.
"That's bad," he said, stopping to look at us. "He'd only come for one reason. And it's not a good one."
"What are you talking about?" I asked, curious and wondering about his sanity.
"Nothing," he said, running his finger through his hair. "It's just……….. nothing."
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He pushed me into the room and slammed the door shut. He walked around me, just looking at me in disgust.
"I can't believe you," he said softly, stopping in front of me. "I told you about that and yet you still did it."
"What?" I asked, forgetting what I had learned years before.
He slapped me across the face with the back of his hand, causing a loud sound to echo in the quiet room. I could feel tears well up in my eyes, but I wouldn't cry. Not in front of him.
"I told you about that," he said in that soft voice again. "I told you don't speak out of line. And yet you did it. That's what's wrong with you. You don't listen."
Again the hand went down upon my face, this time harder. The tears welled up again, but they wouldn't come out. I wouldn't let them.
"I told you about how you act," he said, looking me in the eye. "I told you about that silly habit of yours. I told you to stop, and yet you still do it. You will show them some respect, do you understand me?"
"Yes," I told him, my voice soft.
He hit me again, harder then the first two times combined. "What?"
"Yes," I told him, not able to hold back the tears any longer.
"You make me sick," he spat out just before hitting me again. "I thought I told you about that. About that whining."
He hit me again and again, causing me to cry out in pain. The tears just wouldn't stop now. They were streaming down my face, making a puddle on the floor.
"Shut up," he screamed at me, hitting my face again.
But I couldn't. I just couldn't stop crying.
"Shut up," he ordered, striking me again.
But, the tears wouldn't stop. They just kept coming. I tried, but they just wouldn't stop.
"SHUT UP!" he screamed, slamming me against the wall.
I closed my eyes, stopping the tears. He was mad and I knew that he'd do anything to get me to stop. Anything.
"That's better," he said, his breath in my face.
I could feel his hands slide down my body, causing me to shiver. I stood still, afraid of what he might do.
"Not here," he whispered to me. "Not with everyone around. Now, behave or I'll come back. And it'll be worse then this."
And he slammed me against the wall and walked out, leaving me alone in the room. I waited until the tears stopped and left the room, going to my dormitory.
************************ Next please ************************
"What is up with you?" I asked, watching Draco pace. He was starting to get on my nerves.
"None of your business," he snapped, throwing me a glare.
I was about to say something when the school doors opened. The man who took Belinda in walked out and into the woods.
"See," Neville said, looking at Draco from his seat on the ground. "She's safe."
"I'll believe it when I see her," he said, looking at the doors.
"Why don't you go see?" Mona asked, sitting next to Neville. "I'll be okay."
"Yeah," Angel said, letting go of Neville's arm. "Mona can stay with her daddy."
"Will you stop saying that?" Neville asked while Draco ran up to the school.
"But it's true," Mona said smiling. "I love you daddy." She puled Neville into a hug.
"I don't know whether I want to cry or hit you," Neville said, hugging her back.
"You'll probably do the first," I told him, sitting next to Angel. "I wonder what got Malfoy's undies in a bunch."
"His girlfriend probably got a detention or got in trouble with the head master," he said, letting Mona go.
"They're not dating," Mona said, putting a Blow pop in her mouth. "He doesn't like her that way and she doesn't trust men."
"How do you know?" I asked the six year old.
"Cause I can read minds," she said, taking the sucker out. "I could read yours if you want me to."
"Read mine," Neville said, grinning. "I seriously wanna see you try."
The girl looked at him for 10 seconds before she said, "You're wearing green boxers and you ate a mint you found on someone else's dresser before you left."
"GROSS!" Angel said, scrunching up her nose.
"It's not like it was open," Neville mumbled, turning red.
"I didn't know you wore green," I said, making him become even redder.
"My grandmother brought them," he murmured. "She said they brought out my eyes."
"I think it's cute," Angel giggled, hugging Neville.
"You would, wouldn't you?" Mona mumbled under her breath, but I heard her.
"Shut up," Angel said, sticking out her tongue.
"You are so childish," Mona said, rolling her eyes.
*************************** Next persona, por favor ****************************
"Stop shaking," I snapped at Draco, who was applying cream to my red face.
"Sorry," he mumbled. "It's just… I can't believe he'd do that. And here of all places."
"He would've done more if we weren't here," I told him, putting the cream back into my suitcase.
"I still can't get over it," Draco said, sitting on my bed. "Your own father beating. It's just sick."
"Like your father doesn't hit you," I mumbled, making sure the cream was working. My face was looking back to its normal state.
"Yeah," he said, looking outside, "but not like your father. He's cruel, but not that cruel."
"Let's stop talking about this," I told him, sitting at my desk. "It's an old subject. Let's talk about you shagging Lil' Weasel."
"Let's not," Draco said, standing. "It's just a physical attraction I'll never act on."
"I think you wanna do more then shag her," I said, ignoring him.
"Like what?" he asked, scowling.
"Like marry her and have ugly kids," I told him, twirling my hair around my finger.
"As much as you want to screw Longbottom," he said, his scowl deepening.
"He looks better then last year," I told him.
"So you do wanna shag him," he said, grinning.
"As much as I want to shag you sweetie," I told Draco, rolling my eyes. "I'm going to take a shower."
I walked into the bathroom and undressed, ignoring the fact that Draco was in the next room. I turned the water on so that it was close to scalding. I stepped in and enjoyed the feel of the water on my body.
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"Hide and seek!" Angel screamed, running into the forest, Mona right behind her.
"No," Neville screamed. "Stop."
But the pair kept running. Wanting to catch them before they hurt themselves, we ran after them. Even though the sun was shinning brightly, it was still dark in the forest. You could hardly see a thing.
I saw a flash of Green and ran after it, knowing it was Angel. She was the only bright thing in the forest. We ran through the trees, getting scrapes from thorns and bushes. We had to have run for at least 15 minutes before we caught them.
Not only did we find them, but we found………………..
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