First Harry potter story from my folder of about seven or eight. Will have roughly more than 10 chapters when i get round to updating, but im in year 11 so will have coursework and Revision for exams soon soo i apologise in advance for slow updates.

Please enjoy this, rated M for the gore factor that shall be in it, possibly smut and other stuffs that require M rating.

Disclaimer- I dont own this, the amazing J.K Rowling does, i shall not be making any money from this i shall be making happiness for myself with reviews from people (oh look theres my ulterior motive :) Woops, wondered where that had got to )

All she could see was blood. It was splattered everywhere. On the walls, the worktops, the furniture. Her eyes found the body of her mother first. Clothes torn lying in a pool of her own blood, her eyes wide open staring blankly into space. The next she saw was her father, with almost the same wounds, he was splayed out half across the sofa. The smell was atrocious but Hermione barely noticed that. She walked numbly to where her mother lay discarded on the floor, like a rag doll, and knelt down next to her.

It was almost like an out-of-body experience what happened next. Her had reached out almost of its own accord but she remembered telling her body to do it. She felt her mothers cheek and the dried blood sometimes gave way to cold smooth skin as she ran her fingers across her face to her eyes, as she slid them gently shut with her fingers. She then crawled on her hands and knees to where her father lay and looked at his open eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. Silent tears ran down her face and as she reached out she broke into a loud sob. And her hand fell back to her lap. Her shaking hands reached for her wand and she pulled it out of her pocket. She closed her eyes then and thought of her happiest moments trying to ignore the rancid smell in the air.

"Expecto Patronum" she muttered when she opened her eyes an otter made purely of light was floating in mid air. "Go to the headquarters. Tell them I need help" the otter then opened its jaws as if asking what it should say. "Help me. Please" her voice cracked in a sob as the otter sped away and she dropped her wand to the ground, hoping it made it all the way. Her hands found her way to her fathers face and she caressed it silently wishing for him to come back. When her silent pleas didn't work she began to ask "please come back dad. Daddy? Daddy please? Please come back?". She heard the pop of apparition but it didn't fully register until Kingsley, Sirius, Mr Weasley, Tonks, Remus and Professor Snape barged into her living room wand at the ready. They all froze and took in the scene before them. "Daddy?" she sobbed again. This sent them all into action. Sirius rushed to her side and knelt next to her.

"Hermione" he called softly.

"They cant be gone" she whispered. "They cant be" her voice got louder.

"Hermione" he said again. "they are" he stood and tried to take her with him.

"No" she screamed hysterically. "They cant be" Sirius hauled her up with his arms under her armpits. She began to fight him the hysteria rising in her voice as she screamed "get off me. They cant be gone"

"Get her out of here" Ordered Kingsley.

"Remus. Help" Sirius called. Together they lifted her and managed to keep a relative hold on her out into the hallway and by the front door. Once outside she tried to get away and run back inside the house, but Sirius caught her around the waist and turned on his heel apparating them onto the front doorstep of headquarters and hustled her inside.

"No!" she screamed hysterically. Bringing the people waiting for them in the kitchen out into the hall. She turned on Sirius and began to beat at him. "Take me back!" she screamed. "Take me Back!". he caught her wrists and she collapsed against his chest. "Take me back. Please take me back" she muttered over and over again.

He let go of her hands and they fell limply against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her shaking form as she sobbed against his chest and her blood covered hands clenched into his shirt. "I'm so sorry" he whispered to her.

"Remus what happened?" asked an obviously confused Molly.

"Her Parents" he stated. Molly gasped and covered her mouth with her hands. "by the looks of it tortured and then they had their throat slit". Hearing this news stated so matter-of-factly Hermione whimpered in Sirius' arms and her hands clenched more tightly onto his shirt. She flinched when molly put her hand on her back. Ginny came up beside her mother and touched her hands to Hermione's. She slowly loosened each finger from Sirius' shirt and let Hermione's hands hold onto her own instead. Ginny then lead Hermione to the stairs and walked her up them talking soothingly to her the whole time. Molly followed them up to the second floor and along to Hermione's room. Instead of bathing her they just scrubbed her hands and arms clean with warm water. They removed all of her clothes and dressed her again into a pair of pyjama bottoms and a tank top. Meanwhile Hermione said nothing, allowing herself to be treated in this way. They then tucked her into her bed. Ginny turned on the bedside lamp as her mother turned of the main light in the room then she sat next to Hermione on the edge of the bed and took her hand. Hermione's eyes turned to Ginny's.

"I'll be back in a bit. I'll get you something to drink. Do you want anything to eat?" at the slight shake of her head she got up and left with Molly.

Hermione's eyes searched the room. She then settled looking at one direct spot on her bedroom wall. She tried not to think about what she had seen but it proved to be tiring and very soon her eyes slid shut and instead of thinking on it, she had nightmares about it.

Ginny stormed into the kitchen downstairs "I'm going to fucking kill whoever done this!"

"Join the club Miss Weasley" said Kingsley. He then turned to Molly. "The Aurors are there and are cleaning up as we speak." Molly sighed in relief. She had only ever met the Grangers twice but they had been so nice.

"What are we going to do with her? she cant go back to the house." asked Harry.

"She'll stay here" said Snape "That way she will always have someone to keep an eye on her."

"So?" asked Ron, to curious for his own good "What actually happened to them?"

Kingsley looked sharply at Ron and said "It seems to us that they were tortured by hand and the Cruciatus curse. Then they died from blood loss as there were multiple neck wounds around the jugular, all inflicted by blades." at that moment Tonks walked in. her hair was red, showing that she was angry. She sat down at the table across from Kingsley.

"The Aurors took the bodies to St Mungo's and they are going to see if the can determine the exacts of what happened then they will give the information to us"

Molly turned to Snape as Tonks gave her report "Do you have any dreamless sleep Severus? I've run out and I don't want her to have nightmares." he nodded and said he would retrieve it shortly. Ginny moved slowly around the kitchen gathering a glass and filling it with water for Hermione. Just then a shrill scream echoed through the large house. Ginny dropped the glass of water and it smashed to the floor as she sprinted to the stairs, Sirius just in front of her and Snape close on her heels. They took the stairs two at a time and burst into her room to see her covered in sweat shivering and clutching at the blankets. Sirius and Ginny rushed to her side and tried to comfort her. They got her too release the blankets as Snape barged back into the room through the crowd of people gathered at her door. Harry and Ron had come to sit on the bed next to her and Hermione had transferred her death grip on the blankets to around Harry's waist. Her face resting on his chest as he stroked his fingers through her hair in a soothing gesture.

When Snape offered her the vial of dreamless sleep she refused to even notice it was there. Instead he gave it to Ginny who gently grabbed hold of her chin and poured the potion down her throat making sure she swallowed. When her body fell limp Sirius helped Harry lay her back down on her bed and Ginny covered her with the blankets. Ginny and Sirius got up of the bed but Harry and Ron stayed. Ginny grabbed Harry's arm and pulled on it gently indicating that he should leave her and she also indicated for Ron to move as well. They both hesitated at the door both unwilling to leave their best friend, but walked down the stairs after a moment of thought.

As they were coming down the stairs Remus, who had gone back to the house after he had helped Sirius bring Hermione back, walked in and nodded to them as he walked past them to the kitchen. Harry, Ron and Ginny followed him into the kitchen and sat down at the table. Mrs Weasley gave them all hot drinks and after a few minutes silence from the whole room Harry announced "I've never seen her like that before. She was soo…" he tried to search for a word to describe it but came up with none and slumped on the table.

Sirius put his hand on Harry's back and gave him a comforting pat. "just give her time. that's all she needs".

At that moment Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall walked into the kitchen. Dumbledore sat next to Kingsley and they started conversing in whispers. They kept glancing at Harry and Ron, and Ron got the message that they didn't want them there. He stood and said to Harry "I'm going to go upstairs to see how Hermione is. You coming?". Harry nodded and got up out of his chair and followed Ron out of the room as they shut the door they heard Dumbledore say.

"Tell me everything."

'Darkness. It isn't fully darkness. Its more like blackness. And black is a colour isn't it? Or is it a shade? But then again blackness cant be solid. Neither can darkness. But what about lightness. Its more like whiteness but it depends on the colour of the light. But dreams are mixture of light and darkness. So it seems to be that you cant have one without the other. You'll find that if you look into white light you will see darkness of some degree making it not solid. And vice versa with Darkness. It isn't fully darkness. Its more like blackness. And black…' these thought continued on and on and on in Hermione's head instead of the dreams. They went round and round in circles. Never starting never ending. Until she woke. 'so much for dreamless sleep' she thought, remembering what she had been thinking.

She felt two sources of heat around her before she opened her eyes. Both of them were laying next to her. When she opened her eyes she tilted her head to the side and saw Harry sprawled across one part of her double bed. She tilted her head the other way and saw Ron but he was taking up less space than Harry. And then the memories of the night before flooded back to her again and she sobbed once quietly not wanting to wake the boys.

Hermione wiggled out of the duvet and crawled to the end of the bed doing her best not to disturb Harry and Ron. She climbed of the bed and sat down cross-legged on the chair that sat by the door. As the thoughts she had been out of sink with ever since taking the potion came rushing back tears silently fell down her face

When Ron snored violently and she was shaken out of her reverie, she decided it was time to go downstairs. She got up and opened the door silently her bare feet padded along the hallway and down the stairs. The kitchen was empty when she entered and she set about making herself a drink, then silently fled to the library, leaving the kitchen like no one had entered.

When she entered the library she walked to the darkest corner in the room and sat down. She pulled a random book of the self by her head and placed it on her lap, just for comfort.

"I thought I might find you in here" Hermione looked up into the eyes of Sirius Black.

"hello" she whispered meekly. He sat down next to her on the floor and put his arm around her shoulders.

"how are you?" he asked as she leaned into him.

"To be honest. I don't know. I'm so confused. I feel angry, guilty, sad, exhausted, drained and most of all vengeful. I'm so scared Sirius" she whispered "I don't know what to do. I feel like I'm going to burst, I'm so unstable"

"well first of all I think we need to get some food in you. But I must warn you, you will probably getting a lot of hugs today. People just want you to feel safe. At the moment any of them would go out of their way to get something for you."

"even Professor Snape?" she asked snorting lightly.

"Yes. I think he would. You may not believe it little one, and neither do I sometimes, but that man does have a heart."

"you better not let him hear you say that or he may hex you into next week" she laughed very weakly.

"come on" he said laughing to as he stood up "lets go face molly". her face fell at the prospect of being bombarded by people. "don't worry" he said soothingly "if they get to clingy just tell them to bugger off". he then took her arm helping her to her feet and pulled her out of the library, down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"just leave her be mum" they heard Ginny saying as they entered. "she wont want to be pitied just to be treated like normal"

"about the normal part" Hermione said suddenly interrupting the two "I wouldn't object to a few extra hugs".

"Oh good" Ginny said "your awake"

Just then Fred and George swept into the room saw Hermione and swept her up into a hug.

"heard you saying you good do with more hugs" said Fred

"we can do that. Its what were best at" input George

"I thought we were best at making stuff?"

"ok then. It comes close second"

Hermione rested her head on Fred's shoulder "well at least I can rely on somebody for hugs"

Ginny barged her way through her brothers and hugged Hermione close "how are you feeling?" she asked.

"I'd feel better if I knew everyone wasn't going to pity me today"

"sorry" Ginny muttered sheepishly "what do you want to do today?"

"can we go see my grandparents? Or is that not allowed?"

"I'll ask around" Ginny said with determination. Hermione at that moment was so very glad to have Ginny as a friend, for she knew that she would do everything in her power to get what Hermione needed. "in fact" she said "here comes Kingsley now. I'll go ask" and with that she sped of down the hallway towards the tall man.

Hermione loved her best friend.

Soooo. Please tell me what you think. i know the reaction Hermione is giving is that for one who has just lost her parents but its still sinking in. Plus i dont do suicidal Hermione, unless it actually has good plot to it :)

Please no flames, Flames will be ignored and be used to toast my marshmallows. Ta :)