Chapter 2: Pain

Time seemed pointless now. My head was spinning. I couldn't see. I was blinded with tears.

"Why?" I whimpered, "Why?"

"Because every Muggle Deserves to die!" said Draco with a sneer, "Especially Muggles from your filthy family."

Something hit me in my brain. The next thing I knew, I was pulling the knocked out Draco into the closet.

I picked up his wand, my being broken.

I don't know why I felt Mad or Mental. Probably it was because of the so many hits of the crusiartis curse. Or probably it was because of sadness of my parents.

But I ran! I ran with my mother's body.

I ran out of the house. I ran with my mother in my arms.

I didn't know how long it was before it was dark. Or how long I ran. But All I know is that Lucius Found me.

"Mud-Blood!" He yelled.

I kept on running, fearing what would happen next.

I finally tripped, knowing what would happen.

He stood over me. I finally found out we were in a forest-type place, deserted of people. So if I screamed, nobody would hear me.

"NO!" I yelled. "I won't do it again! I SWEAR!" I kept stumbling over my words. I won't . . . Please NO!"

But I knew it was no use. I was regretting every single thing in my life.

"CRUSIO!"