Hermione had a date with her boyfriend of 3 months, Landon. He was among the popular Hufflepuff students. He was smart, handsome and the star of many 15 year old girl's dreams. There was just one slight flaw. He had temper issues.
She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair was partially pinned up with beautiful, rhinestone hair clips that Ginny lent her and she had on a purple ruffled shirt and jeans that showed off her toned butt. This outfit was enormously out of character for her, since she generally didn't focus too much on her clothing and certainly didn't like showing off her feminine curves. But she wanted to impress Landon and make him happy, no matter what it took.
Tears filled her eyes as she looked at her face, her bruises starting to fade slightly from 5 days ago when she had last been alone with Landon. She wasn't kissing him good enough or something and he had gotten angry with her, punching her and throwing her to the ground. She thought about how 2 months ago, on their one month anniversary, he had tried to make out with her. Up until then, he was the sweetest, most caring person, always telling her that she looked stunning and he loved her so much. But she had held back when he forced his tongue into her mouth. And he retaliated with slapping her and pulling her hair. She learned to do what he wanted, and she gave him everything, the best she possibly could, anything to please him.
Hermione shook those thoughts away and waved her wand, applying a few concealment spells onto her body so she would look absolutely beautiful for their date tonight. He was the perfect one and she had to work to make him happy, and if she didn't, she deserved whatever he did to her. She was lucky to be with someone as amazing and perfect as him.
She finally decided that she was presentable and walked down the stairs to the Gryffindor common room. It was empty and she went straight to the painting door and walked out into the corridor. She saw Landon standing close by, with a rose in his his hand. Hermione smiled. All her thoughts about Landon being sweet and perfect were just confirmed.
"You look beautiful tonight" He wrapped his arms around her, inhaling her perfume and stroking her hair. "Let's go to the room of requirement, it always has just what we need" He winked at her with a knowing look, making Hermione's stomach drop with worry. He grabbed her hand forcefully and led her down the corridor, turning her roughly when they turned corners or went upstairs.
They finally got to the room of requirement and Hermione stopped, desperately wishing not to go in. "fine, you don't want to go in?" Landon glared down at her, like she was a disgusting piece of trash. Hermione looked away, ashamed with her prudeness. Just as she was about to say she would go into the room with him, she felt her body being slammed against the wall.
Landon's mouth was on hers; violently kissing her like his life depended on it. She responded with vigor, wanting Landon to be pleased with her. He started working his hands up her shirt and touched her bra. Hermione flinched away and his sweet blue eyes turned to anger. He slapped her across the cheek and the felt a blow to her stomach. She fell to the ground, but Landon wasn't done. He kicked her stomach and kept beating her, letting every ounce of anger out. When he was finally done with her, he got up, and walked away, as if nothing had happened, leaving Hermione whimpering against the cold wall, not once looking back.