Wow! It's been a while since I published a story... and I think I might delete my older ones... they're embarrassing! Haha. I've written the first few chapters of this new one, so enjoy this prologue - expect chapter 1 soon.
PROLOGUE:
Fluorescent Adolescent (Arctic Monkeys)
You used to get it in your fishnets
Now you only get it in your night dress
Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness
Landed in a very common crisis
Everything's in order in a black hole
Nothing seems as pretty as the past though
That Bloody Mary's lacking her Tabasco
Remember when you used to be a rascal?
She lay on what was once her bed, feeling the world turn under her. How had she gotten herself into this mess? How could she have made so many mistakes? And now, it seemed, she was getting her payback. He was angry, and he wouldn't let her off easy — he never did.
She wiggled, testing the ropes that held her to the bed. Nothing. There was no way out. Her wand sat on the dresser, just 5 feet away, taunting her. This would spell the end of Hermione Granger-Weasley, she was sure.