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Just before I was able to reply, the office door upstairs slammed shut.

Me and my mom both jump in fear.

The most terrifying memory I have is the sound of his patent leather shoes clapping together with the dark wooden floor.

I could picture them now black and gleaming, tied uncomfortably tight.

My mother grabbed my hand and put me behind her.

She backed me against the wall, her whole body weight and then some on my thin frame.

I wrapped my arms around her upper thighs and, I close my eyes bracing myself.

I didn't notice how scared I was till I felt the trickling of urine down my legs.

The he's closer, the clapping is now even louder.

"Hold on to me baby."

My mom say's shakily.

"Just close your eyes, I won't let him hurt you."

I wasn't fully sure she could promise me that, but I did know for sure she would try with every ounce of strenghth.

The clapping stopped.

I opened my eyes. He was standing in front of the stair case.

His eyes were cold, as usual, and his face was emotionless. His left hand held his cane tightly turning his knuckles milk white.

"Draco, I'm taking care of this situation. Why don't you go back upstairs."

He nods his head once.

"Were you planning on going somewhere?" He asks curiously.

"No." She lies.

He looks at the bags and looks back at her.

"Okay then. Will you please step aside?"

She shakes her head.

"Step aside Angelina."

I feel her body weight shift off my chest.

"Don't leave me mom." I pleaded.

Her body falls back against me with even more pressure than before.

She shakes her head. "I can't do that Draco." She chokes out.

The next thing I know, his fist is tearing at her hair.

He wanted to have her bad.

But, so did I.

My little body held onto my love as much as it could.

But, he was too strong for us, he tore us apart.

She fell down beside him leaving me cold and shaking against the wall.

I remember him standing in fornt of me, his shadow covering my entire body.

His empty eyes searched my face determined to find traces of his self.

But, he didn't.

All he saw was traces of his wife.

My mom looks up at him from the floor. "Please don't hurt him!" She cries.

Tears were streaming down her face.

He takes a few steps back, and pulls out a long black wand.

She stops crying and her eyes go wide she sits up.

"Draco...what are you doing?"

His face was blank, it gave no hint of remorse or rage.

"Draco what are you doing!?"

He pointed it at my chest.

Lucky are those who do not know the name of evil.

Crucio.

Before he had said the words, mom was already up and running infront of me.

I remember hugging her the next day.

Something was different about her body.

Now that I think of it, it was probably the shape of her rib cage.

But, I don't know for sure becasue I haven't been able to hug her since.

I just can't without getting sick to my stomach.

Angelina P.O.V

I'm in another place right now. I have to be.

I can't think about what's just been done.

I knew it would happen one day.

I knew I'd snap.

It has been a long time coming.

I lay the butter knife under my pillow and close my eyes, pretending it's a normal night.

I try to forget the fact that blood is smeared on the silk sheets.

I didn't pull off my black dinner dress, but I still don't move.

It wasn't always like this.

It's hard to believe, but we used to be happy, once upon a yesteryear.