The two of you walked upstairs to the bathroon, and you looked in the mirror and saw a scar, exactly like the one on Harry's forehead. That's where we left off. Correct?
You exclaimed: Oh my God! That's so strange. What did Harry say? Hermione said,"He just broke down sobbing. He said he doesnt want you to go through that pain. That means that whenever Voldemort is happy or near it hurts like hell. Oh, I'm so worried about you, Sonia!" She started sobbing and threw her arms around you. You said,"There, there, Hermione. I'll be fine." Just then, Draco walked in. He said,"Sonia! You're awake! I've missed you so much." He threw his arms around you and then Harry and Ron walked in. They threw their arms around you as well. You just stood there grinning soaking up all the happiness. They all let go of you at the same time. But everyone's eyes went right towards your scar Draco said,"Sonia, what happened to you? You have a scar. I stillove you and I think your beautiful but this scar...How did you get it?" You replied,"I don't know, Draco. I'm so scared." You started sobbing and you buried your face in his shoulder and he hugged you tight. You never wanted to let go. It just felt so perfect staying there in his arms safe from everything in the world. Even Voldemort. Nothing felt dangerous. Nothing. He pulled away and looked into your watery eyes. Even then, to him, you still looked beautiful. He grabbed your hand and he led you outside. He got on his broom and he told you to get on. You did and he lifted off the ground. Even as you guys were in the air you still felt safe. Safe that you were with Draco. You just sat there on the broom as he took you someplace. As he mounted off his broom, you saw a huge manor. HUGE. In fact, it was taller than the trees. He yelled," I have her father! I got her! Just like you asked!" He yelled," Great job, son! Great joB!" Draco thrust you forward toward his father and his father caught hold of your wrists. You said,"Draco, what's this about?" He said,"I'm just a very good actor who set you up." He smirked. You yelled,"Draco, how could you! I thought you loved me!" He smiled and said,"Nope. I need an evil type girl. You're too innocent. You're hott though." You said,"Wait. Why am I here anyway?" Draco's father said,"You stupid little girl. You're here so I can kill you and give your dead body to Voldemort. He tried Harry but Harry's blood was just too full of love. Maybe yours will be different. Don't worry. It only hurts like hell for an hour." He laughed loudly and you yelled," You asshole! Evil, asshole!" He slapped you across the face. Hard. You touched your face and felt blood. More scars to add to the one on your forehead. Great. He dragged you into the woods beside the house. You kicked and screamed the whole way, but he had a very right grip. He finally stopped at a little cemetary. Each gravestone had the last name Malfoy. You looked at every gravestone and then the worst thing you could imagine just happened. Voldemort appeared right behind you. He grabbed you by the throat and spun you around so you faced his horrible face. You yelled,"You will never get my blood! Never!" Just then, Harry, Ron, and Hermione appeared. Harry took one look at Voldemort and your scar burned so bad you fainted. Again.
FLASH FORWARD.
You woke up on the couch again. This time Harry was beside you. He was all bloody and torn up but alive. You look at yourself. There was not a scratch on you. You buried your face into Harry's shoulder and started sobbing uncontrollably. He woke up and said,"Sonia, I have to tell you something." He got up and groaned and fell back down again. You exclaimed,"Oh my gosh, Harry! What happened?" He said,"That's not important right now. What important is-"But you cut him off. "Not important? Not important? Harry, you look like something straight out of a horror movie." He said,"I have to tell you something VERY important. Just listen. And also, help me up stairs." "Sure," you said. You heaved him up and he groaned again with pain. You helped him upstairs the best you could and he led you to Ron's room. There he said,"Sonia, um, I have to tell you something. It's not something I would tell most girls. I-I think I love you. Wait, you know what? I'm sorry. I shouldn't have told you." He blushed and started to walk away. You grabbed his wrist and said---hehe sorry. writer's block.