April 2nd 2012

Dear dairy.

This is the first time I have written in three years. Three years ago I went with Harry to find and destroy horcoxes. And now it been two years since the war ended. The war changed us all. Maybe me the most, so diary let me tell you what has happened these past two years.

After the war ended Ron and I dated for about a month before I caught him cheating on me with Lavender Brown! I still mad at him for it, but there are happy so yea. Anyway, Harry it training to be an aoura, and is doing well. We don't talk much because he's so busy.

Ginny's the only one talk to one a regular bases, she's still the same. The war didn't change her much. She was very supportive when I started to change. I kinda turned what muggles call scene. I was also diagnosed with depression; I still cover the scars from my last bad break down. When no one was there Ginny was.

I got my parents back from Australia and gave them back their memories. I only have mum now. When I sent them to Australia dad got really sick, he died. When I found out that's when the depression started. It didn't help that mum blamed me for his death. Things have been really strained between us since then. Well I hear her calling me so I'll write more later.

~Mione~

I set my diary under my pillow. Then walk down the stairs mum frowns slightly at my appearance.

"What mum?" I ask

"Phone for you"

I pick the phone up off the counter.

"Hello?"

"OMG! WHY THE FUCK HAVE YOU NOT BEEN AWSERING YOUR CELL I'VE BEEN TRYING TO CALL YOU ALDAY!" Ginny yells.

"Ok calm down. I'm sorry it was on silent." I can almost hear her frowning.

"Grrrrrrr seriously Mione. Anyway wanna go clubbing tonight?"

"Sure! What time."

"Yes! 9:00, I'll pick you up."

"ok sounds great. Bye"

"bye"

I hang up, then put it back on its stand. I'm almost to the stairs when mum says "what was that about?"

"Nothing, its none of your bucnissce." I replied

"Actually it is, you live it my house, your buessnice is my bussnice." She yells.

"Leave me the fuck alone!" I yell back. I try to run up the stairs, she grabs my wrist.

"Don't you walk away from me!" I wrench my arm away.

"I'm 18 I'll do what ever the hell I want!"

"Its your fault!" my mother says "your fault he's dead. You ran off with your freak friends and sent us to Australia. Because of that he is dead." Mom breaks down crying. I run to my bedroom, I cry and kick the door. I look in the mirror. My curly hair is pin straight, with blue streaks, my dark mascara smeared down my tan cheeks. I lay on my bed crying and hating myself.

I'm running trying to block out their voices mudblood freak insufferable know it all git whore. Hands grab at me don't walk away from me. I fall to the ground crows appear they pick my flesh from bones I scream calling for help a pair of beautiful stormy blue eyes appear kindness and love is all I see in them. Everlast a soft voice says I'm here you just have to find me and forgive me

I wake sweating and shaking, terrified I try to figure out what the dream means and those eyes and voice it was.i look at my clock its 8 o-clock.

"Shit!" I jump out of bed Ginny will be here in an hour. I quickly shower dry my hair only straighten my fringe, leaving the rest curly. I heavily line my eyes with black liner, I finish my make-up with blood red lip stick. I pull on a pair of black skinny jeans with rips all down the front, and a black veil brides tee, I finish off with a few accessories( studded belt, bracelets, black cross earrings, fingerless gloves , and purple 5 inch heels.) I smile and grab my bag and run down the stairs where Ginny is waiting.

In the club

Lights flashing warm bodies covered in sweat grid up against each other. The smell of alcohol fills the air. I smile at the dude I'm dancing with; I lean in and whisper dirty things in his ear. He smirks and leads me to a back room.

He's sleeping on the floor. I quickly grab my clothes, as I put them on he wakes up. "Hey. Where do you think your going?" he says.

"Home. Its late." I replied. I never do the same guy twice and I don't get into relationships. He lightly grabs my arm pulling me back down. "You don't have to go just yet." He kisses my neck. I sigh " No, I guess I don't have to go just yet." Oddly enough we just sit and talk. We decide to go out tomorrow.

When Ginny and I finally get to my house, I open the door and quietly close it. Ginny runs up the stairs. "You're a whore." I hear my mum say. "What are you talking about?" I whisper. Mum walks up to me staring at me, I don't see it happen but I feel it. I cry as I gently hold my hands to my cheek. "You disgust me! Freak! Slut! Bitch!" she yells. I just turn and run to my room. I hate her. I hate myself.

May 1st 2012

Dear diary.

Me and chance (the boy from the club) have been going out for about a month now. Its going well he's the kind of guy I deserve. And besides I only get hurt when he's drunk. So I'll be fine. I'm feeling dizzy. I'll tell you more tomorrow…..maybe.

~Mione~

As I close the red leather bound book I remember last night.

*Flashback*

Me and Chance are dancing having fun. I push my body close to his, moving my hips. He roughly grabs my ass he smirks leaning in to kiss me. I can smell the alcohol on his breath it makes me sick to my stomach. But I still let his mouth move over mine. His tongue flicks across my bottom lip, I let him take full control. Fearing what might happen if I don't. After a few minutes he pulls away. Smirking "Go get me a drink" he commands though his words are slurred. I nodded, as I stood at the bar waiting for the drinks I hear someone say "Granger? Is that you?" I turn around to see a tall guy with platinum blond hair, and grey eyes. "M-Malfoy?" I ask. He nods "It's good to see you Granger." Malfoy says.

I cant help but stare he's changed so much. "Yea umm it's good to see you to Malfoy."

"So what are you here with friends am I going to run into Potter anywhere here?"

"No, you won't run into Harry. Kind of, I'm here with my boyfriend."

"Oh, great so Weasel is here?"

I frowned "No. Ron has never been my boy friend." I glare a little at Malfoy when I feel someone grab my arm, wincing I turn to see Chance who is glaring at Malfoy.

"Ummm Malfoy this is Chance my boyfriend." I say. Malfoy smiles and hold out his hand. "Hey I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." As he says this I feel Chance tighten his grip on my arm. Stupidly I whisper "owww"

"Excuse us." Chance slurs. He drags me to the car. He doesn't say anything till we're inside of his dirty apartment. "Chance I" but I'm cut off by the sound of his hand making contact with my face. "You slut! So what you fucking him to!?" he doesn't even wait for me to answer before he hits me again. "Well! Answer me!" he yells.

I pick myself up off the floor. "He's just a friend from school." I cry.

"I don't believe you!" he yells. I see him rise is hand I notice it he has a beer bottle in his grasp, I wonder when he got that. His hand comes down.

*End of Flashback*

That's all I remember from last night. My fingers lightly touch the cut on my forehead, that thankfully I'm able to cover wit my bands. I don't want anyone to know what he does to me. The would only make me report Chance, I guess I should but when ever I think about turning him in to the police there's one part of me that says you deserve this pain you deserve this relationship. That's what keeps me here.

HEY EVERYBODY! I hope you guys liked this chapter. This is my second fanfic. This fanfic is going to be a story of hope hurt and healing. I'm not sure why I wanted to write this story but one day it kinda just came to me. I've already started working on chapter two so I hopefully with have it up soon. Sorry about this being such a short chapter but the next will be longer. Please Review its keeps me motivated.