Who's that girl?
A girl about 11 sits crying because she was beaten. She looks up to the moon and sees a flash. She doesn't know what it is but it looks narrow piece of wood. She looks harder and realizes that on this narrow piece of wood is in fact a person. It's a man who looks to be 37. He comes closer and closer until he's hovering write in front of her. "What's wrong my child," says the man. "My father beats me," whispers the girl. "Hmm…. well that's bad." "I know," says the girl. "Who are you?" "I'm Luscious Malfoy.What's your name?" "My name is Hannah Martin." "And who is your father Hannah." What this man said seemed like a harmless question but it wasn't. That question was terrible to Hannah. "He's not my real father. He's a foster Father. My real dad would never hurt me cause I knew he loved me but he got killed along with my mom. Their names were Melissa and Tom Martin. My foster parents are Vick and Vicky or as I like to call them Ick and Icky." Hannah doesn't know this person but she feels like she can really open up to him. "Well then come with me. You may not know it but you are a witch, a magical witch. I have a son your age and a wife who would love you like your mum did." You probably can tell he's British by now. She said she would then got her stuff and jumped on the broom which she could now see more clearly. They flew to the Malfoy manor and walked through the door.
End flash back
"Hannah. Hannah wake up," "What Draco," says Hannah drowsily. "Today is the first day of Hogwarts get up and get dressed." The whole time she was getting ready Draco kept asking nonstop questions like 'what house do you think you'll get into' or 'what classes do you want to take' it nearly drove her insane. By the time they got on the train most seat's were taken so Hannah went with Draco but when they found a compartment there were a lot of soon to be slytherin's so Hannah just said "You know what I'm gonna go get another compartment. So she left but sure enough she heard "Can I sit here everywhere else is full." So she fallowed the voice to a seat. "Umm yeah can I sit here?" she asked sheepishly. "Sure," said the boy with black hair. After that you pretty much know what happens.
So this is my third story. I keep thinking of new stories in stead of updating my other stories. So review. Tell me if you hate it or you love it. Tell me what you think I should do next with it.
GoDeSs-Of-LiOnEsSeS :b