Summery: (after the war) Draco Malfoy is the biggest traitor in all of wizard history and everyone knows it there is only one little problem.... No one has the enough sold proof to keep him in Azkaban for more then a few months, Harry (who is leading the investigation against Malfoy) is enraged at the fact that the death of one of his best friend is not evidence. Meanwhile Ally, Malfoy's abused daughter, is going to Hogwarts where she has to deal with her father bad reputation, the fact that the only one who is trying to befriend her parent was killed by Ally's father, and her dairy fill with papers that could Malfoy to jail.
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A small girl of with long blond (almost white) hair crouched in a small corner as she watched her father in the kitchen. Her cold, sad gray eyes fallowed Draco as he stormed around. Gathering up all the bravery she cold muster she walked up to her father.
"Daddy" she said in a voice barely above a whisper "what's wrong?"
"'What's wrong?'" Draco mocked then yelled "what's wrong is that I have a miserable bitch as a daughter!" Then he started throwing books he had on the kitchen table at her.
After the first book missed her head by inches she turned around and started to run through the manor up to her but before she had gotten more then a few feet a second book hit her square on the head and she fell face first on to the cold, marble floor. She rolled over on her back and looked up into her father's smirking face. He stared back at her for a secant then reached up and grabbed the china cabinet next to him and let it fall. It landed with a crash on her knees whale splinters of glass flew everywhere cutting into her legs and feet.
Her father started at her for a moment then laughing turned back into the kitchen and the door that connected it to the rest of the house. The little girl crawled out from under the cabinet and then tried to make it up the stairs (leaving a trail of blood from her glass punctured legs) but only got have way before she passed out from lose of blood.
And a five year old girl almost died that day.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and co.
Default chapter
A small girl of with long blond (almost white) hair crouched in a small corner as she watched her father in the kitchen. Her cold, sad gray eyes fallowed Draco as he stormed around. Gathering up all the bravery she cold muster she walked up to her father.
"Daddy" she said in a voice barely above a whisper "what's wrong?"
"'What's wrong?'" Draco mocked then yelled "what's wrong is that I have a miserable bitch as a daughter!" Then he started throwing books he had on the kitchen table at her.
After the first book missed her head by inches she turned around and started to run through the manor up to her but before she had gotten more then a few feet a second book hit her square on the head and she fell face first on to the cold, marble floor. She rolled over on her back and looked up into her father's smirking face. He stared back at her for a secant then reached up and grabbed the china cabinet next to him and let it fall. It landed with a crash on her knees whale splinters of glass flew everywhere cutting into her legs and feet.
Her father started at her for a moment then laughing turned back into the kitchen and the door that connected it to the rest of the house. The little girl crawled out from under the cabinet and then tried to make it up the stairs (leaving a trail of blood from her glass punctured legs) but only got have way before she passed out from lose of blood.
And a five year old girl almost died that day.