Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. That's J.K. Rowling… If I was her, I wouldn't be writing on Fanfiction. I'd also be sending my niece to an all girl's boarding school in two years time. I also don't own the song Monster by Meg & Dia.

"No!" I scream as Ron loomed over me.

"All I asked was for you to love me Hermione. You refused. This is the consequence."

His little whispers

Love me Love me

That's all I ask for

Love me Love me

He battered his tiny fists to

Feel something. Wondered

What it's like to touch and

Feel something

"Monster" I called him, after it was over. I cried, trying not to feel. Wishing I could rip my heart out and die. Ron left.

Monster

How should I feel?

Creatures lie here

Looking through the window

I don't know how long I lay there before being able to get up and go into the bathroom. I showered in the hottest water possible. I scrubbed my body until it was completely red. I still didn't feel clean.

That night he caged her

Bruised and broke her

He struggled closer

Then he stole her

Violet wrists and then her ankles

Silent pain

Then he slowly saw their nightmares

Were his dreams

I get out of the shower, still crying. After getting dressed I go down to the common room and curl up on the couch in front of the fire and continued to cry.

Monster

How should I feel?

Creatures lie here

Looking through the window

I will hear their voices

I'm a glass child

I am Hannah's regrets.

Harry sits down on the couch beside me and puts his hand on my shoulder. I flinch away.

"What's Wrong Mione?"

Monster How should I feel?

Turn the sheets down

Murder ears with pillow lace

There's bathtubs

Full of glow flies

Bathe in kerosene

Their words tattooed in his veins.

I cry harder. "He… He r-raped m-me." I say with difficulty.

"Who?" Harry asked, sounding murderous.

"R-Ron" I choke out, followed by a sob.

"That bastard! I'll kill him!" Harry looked pissed.

"No H-Harry. W-We'll turn him in. H-He'll go to Azkaban."

"We'll go tell McGonagall right now."

"Thanks Harry." I say, finally able to stop sobbing. Harry wipes my tears away , and helps me off of the couch.

McGonagall believed me and arrest Ron.

"Thank you again Harry." I say, resting my head on his shoulder.

"Anytime Mione. I love you."

"I love you too Harry." I say, as he kisses the top of my head.