Safe at Last

I walked up to the big mansion with my caretaker, Daphne, she knelt down in front of me and gave me a sad smile. "This is gonna be your new home."

I let myself smile at her, reaching up to touch her hair, something that I'd learned calmed her down. She always loved when the other children and I would play with her hair, she said that young people made her happy, and love made her happy. Which would always leave me wondering if I would ever get a family who loved me.

She always says the same line, as I get put into another home, only to be returned weeks later. My hope has since diminished, everyone says they want a child, but I'm not blind, As soon as they have their own child they let me go.

Miss Daphne knocks on the large door, and I can hear someone curse from inside, the hands over my ears doing nothing to block out the sound, my senses heightened from being a werewolf. That's another reason couples give me away, they find out that I'm a monster. Something that can't be contained, can't be controlled.

The door opens and a blond man stands there, grey eyes piercing into Miss Daphne's and if you pay attention you'll notice the slightest sign of movement. A flinch, so small and fast, that if you blinked you would miss it.

"Draco," She put a smile on her face, years of practice paying off, "I haven't seen you in forever." Draco lets a scowl slip onto his face, quickly replacing it with a fake smile, before ushering us into his manor, closing the door behind him.

"I'm afraid I can't stay, I was just dropping Katherine off and then I have to run." Draco's head turns towards me and realization dawns upon him. Miss Daphne talks as if she knew him, but she's never mentioned him before, I did some snooping, and found out who he was, but she wouldn't ever talk about him. I know all about him, former Death-Eater, was betrothed to Daphne's sister, Astoria, but broke it off after the war.

Daphne drops my hand, kissing me on the forehead one last time before disappearing into thin air. I hold my luggage in both hands, staring up at Draco, who is just staring back at me. I don't think he knows what to do, in his defense I wouldn't either. His house is dark, but it's still beautiful, it's got golden engravings all over the walls, and it's enormous in size, I could probably get lost if I tried hard enough.

Draco looks away, and I let out a smile. "I win." His head snaps towards me, his face morphing into one of confusion.

"We were having a staring contest, you looked away so I won." He looks at me and rolls his eyes, letting out an exasperated sigh, before reaching out his hand. I can only presume he wants my luggage, he thinks I'm weak because I'm a child. My appearance fools everyone, they all see a sweet little girl who wouldn't hurt a fly, when in reality I'm a ticking time bomb, going off once every month, and leaving chaos in my wake.

"I'm fine, I can carry it." I put a smile on my face, trying not to let it drop. And that is when he's had enough, his patience snaps and he storms off, shouting how he 'doesn't have time for this.' Everyone has a breaking point, how far they can be pushed, and it all depends on the day. I'm gonna conclude that it's been a bad day for him, which is unfortunate because the day practically just started.

I let the smile slip off of my face, walking up the stairs to my room, the vials of Wolfsbane clinking around in my bag. I find a room that has my name painted over it, a faint smile gracing my lips as I look inside, a bed with blue covers, and light green walls surrounding me, I have a window, the sill painted a soft orange.

I've always been a fan of soft, calm colors, I guess because I try not to get angry, being a werewolf you get seen as dangerous if you are anything but calm outside of transformations. I wonder vaguely if anyone told Draco that I'm a werewolf, a monster that'll come out unless I drink the potion. I hear an angry shout from downstairs, taking that as my cue to leave the room. I tip-toe towards the room the shout came from, noticing it's an office, a crack through the door allows me to see and hear what is going on.