Betrayed

All disclaimers apply

-The unthinkable has happened. Hogwarts wards have fallen. The trio is betrayed. And Hermione disappears in a sparkle of broken glass and sand.

Time turner story - also SSHG so if you don't care for that pairing, you have been warned.

Chapter 1.

Hogwarts had fallen. The wards around the castle had wavered then collapsed in Dumbledore's absence. The chaos was immediate.

Hermione rushed through the Gryffindor common room, shooing and hustling all the 5th years and under into a secret passage that would lead them out into a safe house built expressly for this purpose. It had actually been Hermione's idea that Dumbledore had put into action. The home was deep in the Forbidden forest, and was self sustaining, providing food, water, and whatever else was needed for extended stays. She had based the idea off of the Room of Requirements. The children would be safe until the battle was over.

Gryffindor tower was still secure, Harry and Ron working well with the Gryffindor sect of Dumbledore's Army to keep the Death Eaters at bay. As Hermione ushered the last of the children through the tunnel, she whispered the song incantation she had created to seal the door permanently. The children could not come back through, nor could anything go after them. They would be safe. She breathed a deep sigh of relief before squaring her shoulders and turning to join the fight.

Only the unthinkable happened yet again. As she turned, she came face to face with the business end of Ginny Weasley's wand. Startled, Hermione stumbled back a few steps before regaining her equilibrium. "Ginny?" Hermione asked tentatively, eyeing the red haired girl with trepidation. Had she been imperiod and no one had noticed?

Ginny seemed to read the question in her eyes and let loose a cackling laugh. In the back of Hermione's mind she made a note about how similar she sounded to Bellatrix.

At the sound of the insanity tinged laughter all noise in the common room stopped. Everyone watched with growing horror as one of their own kept Hermione pinned with her wand.

"Do I have everyone's attention now?" Ginny crowed. "Can you believe it Hermione? Me, everyone's darling little Ginny, having control over such a crowd. Not to mention such important people. The Dark Lord shall be proud." Again she cackled.

Hermione's eyes grew wide with horror and she began to backpedal until she hit the stone wall. Darting her eyes to catch Harry's, she saw her horror reflected back at her. Ron's startled screech brought everything back into focus.

"What?! Ginny! You didn't! You…you little bitch!" Ron hollered red faced as he lunged for his sister. A spell seemed to come out of nowhere to knock him off course and rend him unconscious. Ginny simply smirked.

The wards around the tower had fallen due to their inattentiveness. Gryffindor tower was breached.

"Ah, my darling Hermione. Sweet, smart, completely gullible Hermione. Whatever shall you do? Your best friend, your only girlfriend of five years, your secret keeper, has betrayed you! Poetic isn't it? Oh, show me that horrified face again darling! It was so beautiful!" Ginny's face broke out into an insane smile, wide and frightening. Her hair started to stand around her face, her rising power causing it to move and swirl around her. She was beautiful and terrible to behold.

Hermione's mind was frantic, what could she possibly do? Everything was in chaos, Death Eaters flooding into the common room, her friends fighting for their lives as Ginny kept her pinned to the wall. Shock warred with sense, she knew she had to do something, but this was Ginny! Her mind could not seem to wrap around that fact.

"What are you going to do Ginny? You haven't hexed me yet, so I have to assume you have other plans for me." Hermione managed to keep her voice calm and steady as she spoke. That fact seemed to steel her spine and she stood straighter.

Ginny sneered at her. "Yes, you would notice that wouldn't you. As soon as all your little friends are subdued, I'm going to let our junior death eaters have all sorts of fun with you. Oh, only for a few hours or so, because then you are mine. And believe me, you won't survive it." Laughter bubbled up in her throat and she threw her head back and laughed and laughed as Hermione's face dissolved into utter disbelief.

Glancing around the room she saw everyone was either unconscious or restrained. She swallowed hard. Her eyes found Harry's, the pain in them almost overwhelmed her. "I'll be ok." She mouthed to him, not truly believing it but willing him to. And then the death eaters were upon her and all she knew was pain and humiliation. And through it all, she could hear her best friend's insane laughter and horrified crying of Harry Potter.

Hermione had no concept of how much time had passed. In the back of her mind, she knew it couldn't have been more than an hour of two, after all, Ginny had said she had a schedule to keep. Even knowing that fact, Hermione felt as if it had been an eternity since the torture had started: the rape, the humiliation in front of her peers, the unbelievable agony. Currently she was curled up in her tattered clothes, against the windowed wall of the common room. She could feel stray beams of sunlight, and wondered if it was a beautiful day. 'Doesn't seem very fitting' floated a random thought.

A shadow fell across her prone position and cool fingers grasped her wild hair and hauled upwards. Stumbling to her feet amidst the agony of her wounds and the pain of having her hair pulled so harshly, tears stung her eyes yet again. Forcing her swollen eyes to focus of the cause of this new source of pain, she was confronted with Ginny Weasley's malevolent eyes. She shuddered from the hate that leaked out toward her. She knew if she survived whatever Ginny had planned it would be a miracle. Faintly she could hear Harry's wails over the ringing in her ears; hearing him begging Ginny to stop. It made her heart hurt.

Ginny flung her against the windows, and Hermione scrambled to find a purchase to keep her upright. Grasping onto the heavy velour curtains she hung on and once again turned to face her tormentor. Ginny leveled her wand at Hermione while advancing a few steps.

"I hate you so much. I have always hated you. You, who tried to be so perfect, and yet never could, belong. You should have always been an outsider. I should have been in your place! I should have been Harry's best friend and part of your pathetic trio. Not some washed up harpy of a MUDBLOOD! Never doubt that I have hated you ever since I knew you. Good riddance you horrid eye sore!" And with that last shouted word Ginny blasted Hermione through the window and out into the air amidst the screams of her classmates, and Ginny's laughter.

Suddenly jerked out of her free fall, Hermione glanced up to see Ginny once more. She levitated her upwards a bit and Hermione couldn't help the faint tinge of hope that Ginny had come to her senses. At least until she flung her repeatedly into the outer stone wall of the castle. Hermione's ragged screams tore from her throat, until only blood would fill her mouth. She felt most of her bones shatter upon each impact until she knew that she was going to die. And through the haze of unconsciousness she resigned herself to her fate and stopped struggling. Ginny sensing her defeat flung her upwards so she went past the window and released Hermione from her spell.

In that weightless moment when her momentum upwards had stopped but gravity had yet to take hold Hermione felt at peace. With a soft sigh, she spoke the spell that would release her last line of defense. She had created bombs that would blow on her command, and placed them around the common room. They were special and would only hurt those who had the intent to kill. She was banking on the fact that her friends, though probably wanting to hurt Ginny, didn't want to kill her. Hearing the repeated explosions and confused cries, a small smile graced her face. Revenge was sweet. Glancing down, she watched as her time turner that had miraculously survived the repeated bashing into the wall, floated out of her shirt and started to whirl in the breeze. Horror suffused Hermione's mind, but the actually meaning of this action eluded her at the moment. She simply could not get her mind to think past the haze of shock. She started to plummet once again.

Hermione heard a shout as she passed the window once more and saw Ginny lean out amidst the blue flames and shoot a spell out at her, a malevolent purple and black tinged streak of light she didn't recognize. But she was falling fast and the spell missed the mark of her chest, and hit the time turner that was trailing above her. In a spray of glass and sand Hermione vanished.