The three of us sat down at the Gryffindor table amongst our fellow housemates. Malfoy stormed into the Hall with Athena in tow behind him. He had her firmly grasped at the elbow.
""Don't you dare do that again. Don't you dare ignore me, ever." Malfoy chastened. I say his fingers tighten on Athena's arm, and I saw in her eyes that he was hurting her, but she said nothing, so neither did I. She I watched as Athena tried to yank her arm from his grasp, but he held her fast.
""Let go of me Draco." She requested. Her Voice was as milky as her hair.
""Sister, we are not through yet." but he released her and walked sit with his friends. Athena sighed and headed over to a group of girls near the other end of the slytherin table. She massaged her wrist where Malfoy had gripped it to hard.
""Athena!" Hermione called out. Athena turned around and Hermione waved her over.
""You saw it to then?" I asked as she made her way to where we sat.
""How could I not." she muttered back. To Athena she said, "Sit with us, there's no need for you to be closer to your brother than you have to be right now." Athena smiled slightly and sat down in the seat across from Ron.
""thank you." she muttered, looking down at her hands folded in her lap. "You really don't have to be this kind to me. Especially you Harry. I mean, after all my brother and father have put me through, you have every right to hate my family, me included." she said, looking directly at me.
""But I don't know you enough to hate you." I answered. I smiled at her to show that I had no hard feelings. She smiled back tenderly.
""When did you come here?" Ron asked through a mouthful of chicken. She swallowed a bite before answering.
""Yesterday, my father wanted me to be close to Draco. I used to go to Boubaton academy." she answered, poking her potato with the tip of her fork.
""Hey Athena, are you alright?" Mathew Richards, a slytherin, kneeled down beside Athena, examining her bruising wrist.
""Yes, I'm fine." she promised, pulling her wrist back quickly.
""Well, tell me if he gets worse." He said, standing up straight.
""Yeah, ok." she promised, not meeting his eyes. She wasn't going to tell him. She wasn't going to tell anyone is he started treating her worse. I would keep an eye on her. I could do atleast that much.