Sugababy15: Alright, the second chapter is here...and I still have no reviews. Anyway, this one is a bit shorter, I have the next one finished but will not post until I get atleast one flippin review! Anyway, read, enjoy, and please REVIEW!
Hailey squinted as she rolled over to face the wall. It was morning already and she had just fallen asleep. She shivered to herself as she thought about the nightmare she had. She had dreamed about the last beating she had received from Voldemort before she was rescued. She looked over to the other beds in the room; Ginny and Hermione were already up and out of the room. The shutters had been pulled shut but the sunlight peaked through the windows.
'It must be nearly noon for it to be this bright in the room.' Hailey thought to herself. She slipped out of bed and quickly fixed the sheets then threw on some clothes and brushed out her hair. She did not bother to look in the mirror for she knew she would cry out at what she saw. Her skin was still very tight on her face, though she was becoming more of an olive color everyday she was at the Burrow.
She still had cuts on her wrists from where she had tried to break away from the wrath of her Lord. She had deceived him and he had returned her actions with a punishment, his favorite method of this was the unforgivable curse of torture. She wanted out and the only was she could escape him that she knew of was suicide. She had found a dull razor in her mattress three years ago. She used it every time she knew she would be tormented for her betrayal against the Dark Lord. Her wrist was covered with scars from her attempts; though she was never successful she often came close. Tears began flowing down her cheeks as she thought about her nightmare. The screams of her past still echoed in her head. She shook her head and tore herself away from her thoughts, she had people who loved her now, people who would protect her from Voldemort and his wicked ways. They did love her...right? Harry always told her he did, though she was not truly sure, she had never known love and did not know how to recognize it. She had always assumed he did.
Hailey whipped her tears and walked out of the door. As she walked down the stairs Hailey saw the Weasley's sitting at the table, Harry was standing next to the stove waiting for the loaf of bread to finish baking. Hailey smiled, her new favorite food had become bread seasoned with cinnamon and butter. She had also fallen in love with Mrs. Weasley's beef stew, which was on the table. Hailey sat down next to Hermione who had come to stay with the Weasley's and help Hailey adjust to the new change. Hermione had been her support for the past few days and she was very thankful she had her. Hailey served herself a large portion of stew and three slices of bread and ate every bit of it. Ron watched in wonder, he was always trying to figure out where she fit it all. After lunch Hailey followed Harry and Ron outside, she had been told she had a surprise waiting for her.
"So what is it?" she questioned again.
"We're not telling you until we get there!" Harry laughed.
"You're such a pain in the butt, Harry!" Hailey crossed her arms and pouted. She had become a very spoiled girl while at the Burrow.
Ron smiled and opened a shed and Harry walked inside and walked out with his Nimbus 2000. It was his old broom, and if Hailey was really a Potter she had to learn how to fly.
"Today Hailey, you will get your first flying lessons." Harry beamed. He spent the rest of the day teaching Hailey how to fly and broom and play Quidditch. Hailey learned amazingly fast and soon found her favorite position to play was keeper. She was small and fast and was a very good catcher and could easily block the goals when Ron tried to score.
"Children come in! It's dinner time!" Mrs. Weasley yelled. The sun was setting behind the horizon before Ron got Harry and Hailey off their brooms.
"We will have to play again tomorrow!" Hailey demanded as they walked inside. Harry nodded and washed up for dinner, then sat at the table next to Hailey.
There was great discussion about what had happened at the ministry. Apparently Lucius Malfoy had been captured and put in Azkaban. Hailey's smile faded when she heard the name.
"Will they kill him?" she asked.
"He has to be tried, but probably not." Mr. Weasley answered.
"WHAT! They tried to kill Sirius who was innocent the whole time and yet they are going to let a worm like that who has killed numerous people go!" Hailey almost yelled, she had stood up out of her seat and slammed her hands onto the table.
"Calm down child...how did you know about Sirius?" Ron asked.
"I heard a lot of things." Hailey answered blankly sitting back down before questions were directed her way.
"Let's not talk about this at the table, please." Mrs. Weasley intervened before more could be said.
After dinner everyone was sent to bed and Hailey was kept in the family room. Mr. Weasley paced in front of her, trying to think of how he would tell her this. His boss had put him in a position he did not want to be in. He knew that Hailey would have to know about this one day, but to tell her now was hard.
"Hailey, dear...I must tell you something you may not like. Today when Lucius Malfoy was sent to Azkaban, he told one of the wizards there that you, Hailey Potter would soon be begging for Voldemort to take you back and keep you safe from his Death eaters. When you go to Hogwarts I want you to know that you will not be fully under protection. Dumbledore will try his best, but he can not make any promises, and with Lucius's son attending the school...you are in great danger. I want you to be very, very careful. Now, tomorrow we will go and get your school supplies, then I have to take you to the ministry to have them test your magic. You are advanced and you know this, your magic is what kept you alive for so long and now it will be what determines your level in Hogwarts and your house." Mr. Weasley smiled, happy to have that off his back.
"Sir...I would like to be placed with Harry. I would not feel comfortable working with older students who I do not know. As you know I have yet to regain my personality, after so many years of being punished for trying to be different...I am afraid to stand out now."
Hailey looked down at her hands.
"That is understandable; you will have to speak with Dumbledore about that one." Mr. Weasley smiled and sent Hailey off to bed with a glass of milk and cookies. He knew she looked much better than before, but he still wanted her to fatten up. Mr. Weasley smiled and walked up the stairs to bed.
Hailey walked into her room she shared with Hermione and Ginny, she looked towards the mirror, she had a cookie shoved halfway into her mouth, but she was surprised to see she looked better than she had three weeks ago. She had filled out into a beautiful young lady, she had obtained an hour glass figure and she had grown several inches in the past few weeks. Her face had filled out also, her lips had become luscious and her eyes were bright and lively. She had high cheek bones, which gave her an elegant look. She had developed freckles along her cheeks and nose and had dimples when she smiled. She smiled and made a few poses in the mirror beforeslipping into her bed for the night.