My name is Hermione Granger and this is my story. Sometimes I'd (and still do) wake up in the middle of the night and still here the rain pouring outside. Sometimes I'd feel him on me and try beyond belief to get him and his smell off me. Sometimes I'll sit up from my nightmare and feel the screams I never could do peel off my lips. That night will haunt me for the rest of my life.

You may think you know me, or at least the past me. On the outside I will always be: the girl in the back furiously writing down notes, rereading text books over and over again until I have them memorized, the first one for their hand to shoot up when a questioned is asked, the one everyone goes to with help for school. Also known as a bookworm, an extreme bookworm. But I'm not sure if that's still me. Maybe half of me is the same but the other half is different. I changed that night…that night will haunt me for the rest of my life.

I don't have to tell you this or want to but I need to. Some things will change your life forever, even the littlest things, which I believe are the things that affect you the most. Or I used to…sure getting an O on a herbology test is something little but that may turn into something big when you're deciding on a career. Maybe the little things are really just the big things. Like learning your first spell maybe be little to someone else but huge to you. But at the same time giving birth to your first child is big to anyone and it'll change you. I'm not sure exactly what I want to say. Maybe anything and everything big and small changes you. I guess that's just life. That night will haunt me for the rest of my life.

Looking back at what I just wrote it seems really morbid, but isn't life? I mean people die all the time, there's abuse, rape, murder, drugs, and so many more horrible things. At the same time, though, there's those amazingly good things in life. Like your first broom ride, your first kiss, your first time, when your child says Mummy or Daddy, and just being together with your friends and having a good life. I guess I'm saying you can view life as a cup...half empty or half full. I once was that first but now I'm more of the second. I think what I'm trying to say is everyone lives their life...it all depends on how they do it. That night will haunt me for the rest of my life.

One thing I have learned from all of this is good can come from the bad, I mean I got you. In the process I also found love, an amazing love that changed me, made me wake up in the morning and thankful that I had one more day with that love. What I'm trying to say there's a reason for everything, and usually the reason has some good behind it.

I am Hermione Granger and this is my story.