Hanna's Tale
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or his posse-that pleasure belongs to Mrs. J. K. Rowling. I do own Hanna. So ha on you.
A/N- this is my first fanfic, so be gentle. Rating may change in later chapters.
Summery- Voldermort has a daughter. What happens when she runs away from home?
Chapter 2-Running Away
Hanna sat by the wall, sobbing. Her father had gotten drunk again and had turned abusive. He kicked her for a little while before raising his wand.
"Crucio!" He yelled.
Hanna's body seared with pain. She tried to speak, to shout out and tell her father to stop, but she couldn't. The pain was to much.
"Get up" he said, his speech slurred slightly. Hanna slowly stood up. Her father pointed his wand at her and she closed her eyes. She knew that his curses would be worse when he had too much to drink.
"I've had enough of you." He said, pointing his wand at her heart. "Avada-" he began.
"NO!" Hanna shrieked as she ducked from the wand. Without looking back, she ran to the door, which opened by itself. She just ran. She had no idea where she was headed; she just knew that she never wanted to go back.
Hanna didn't know when she stopped. She just knew she had to rest. She was too tired to go on anymore. She sat down on the ground and tried to catch her breath.
Hanna looked up. She hadn't really been studying her surroundings. She just noticed that she was in front of a somewhat large building. The sign in front read:
NORTHBROOK CHILDREN'S HOME
Hanna had heard about homes like this. They were for children that didn't have parents. She wondered if they would accept her. She didn't really have parents, ever since her father killed her mother. She stood up and slowly started to make her way up to the door. She didn't have a watch so she didn't know if the owners were awake or not.
When she got to the door. She stood for a moment, looking over her options. She could keep walking, but she would surely be found. She could go home, but she didn't want to think about what would happen if she did. She could go to the children's home, and she might be safe. It seemed like she only had one option. She had to stay here. This is the only was she may be safe. There was only one problem. She was a witch, and she didn't know if the people here were muggles or not.
She had no choice. She knocked on the door three times and waited. She heard voices and her heart lifted.
The door opened. Before her stood a nice looking woman in a nightgown.
"Can I help you?" she asked nicely.
"I-I-I mean my dad and mum-they're-ummm."Hanna stuttered. She felt a tear run down her cheek. She missed her mother and didn't like talking about it.
The woman apparently knew what she was talking about. "no, you don't have to say anymore she said" and with that, the woman lead Hanna into the children's home.
So, what do ya think? More to come later! If you have any suggestions, email me at seanfan5@yahoo.co.uk. I need some ideas. But no slash. I won't do that.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or his posse-that pleasure belongs to Mrs. J. K. Rowling. I do own Hanna. So ha on you.
A/N- this is my first fanfic, so be gentle. Rating may change in later chapters.
Summery- Voldermort has a daughter. What happens when she runs away from home?
Chapter 2-Running Away
Hanna sat by the wall, sobbing. Her father had gotten drunk again and had turned abusive. He kicked her for a little while before raising his wand.
"Crucio!" He yelled.
Hanna's body seared with pain. She tried to speak, to shout out and tell her father to stop, but she couldn't. The pain was to much.
"Get up" he said, his speech slurred slightly. Hanna slowly stood up. Her father pointed his wand at her and she closed her eyes. She knew that his curses would be worse when he had too much to drink.
"I've had enough of you." He said, pointing his wand at her heart. "Avada-" he began.
"NO!" Hanna shrieked as she ducked from the wand. Without looking back, she ran to the door, which opened by itself. She just ran. She had no idea where she was headed; she just knew that she never wanted to go back.
Hanna didn't know when she stopped. She just knew she had to rest. She was too tired to go on anymore. She sat down on the ground and tried to catch her breath.
Hanna looked up. She hadn't really been studying her surroundings. She just noticed that she was in front of a somewhat large building. The sign in front read:
NORTHBROOK CHILDREN'S HOME
Hanna had heard about homes like this. They were for children that didn't have parents. She wondered if they would accept her. She didn't really have parents, ever since her father killed her mother. She stood up and slowly started to make her way up to the door. She didn't have a watch so she didn't know if the owners were awake or not.
When she got to the door. She stood for a moment, looking over her options. She could keep walking, but she would surely be found. She could go home, but she didn't want to think about what would happen if she did. She could go to the children's home, and she might be safe. It seemed like she only had one option. She had to stay here. This is the only was she may be safe. There was only one problem. She was a witch, and she didn't know if the people here were muggles or not.
She had no choice. She knocked on the door three times and waited. She heard voices and her heart lifted.
The door opened. Before her stood a nice looking woman in a nightgown.
"Can I help you?" she asked nicely.
"I-I-I mean my dad and mum-they're-ummm."Hanna stuttered. She felt a tear run down her cheek. She missed her mother and didn't like talking about it.
The woman apparently knew what she was talking about. "no, you don't have to say anymore she said" and with that, the woman lead Hanna into the children's home.
So, what do ya think? More to come later! If you have any suggestions, email me at seanfan5@yahoo.co.uk. I need some ideas. But no slash. I won't do that.