Once Hogwarts was reconstructed a year after the war ended, students returned for a new school year, friends happy to see each other, hugging, kissing, and crying. Everyone was happy after the war except Hermione Granger, who found her way inside platform 9 ¾ .Hermione walked her way inside the train of Hogwarts, her body covered in long-sleeved shirts, even though it was blazing hot outside. She walked around the train looking for her friends' compartment. She found the twin's compartment, the twins and their friends laughing at something funny one of the twins had said. She smiled as she saw Fred Weasley healthy and new again. After getting crushed by a wall, he was in an immediate concussion. Everyone thought he was dead until Hermione felt a small pulse on his wrist, she felt hope for the Weasleys. She snapped back to reality when she heard her name getting called.

"Hey Hermione, come inside," Fred said, waving at her from the inside of the compartment. Hermione walked inside and sat at the empty seat beside Fred, who was holding hands with Angelina. George was across from Hermione while he was holding hands with Alicia, but every now and then, he would glance at Angelina. An hour went by and Fred noticed Hermione's silence and turned to her.

"Hermione, you haven't talked at all, what's wrong?"

Hermione looked away from the window and turned to face Fred with a smile on her face, "nothing's wrong, I'm perfectly fine. I'm going to change into my school robes," she said while getting out of her seat.

"You know we still have another two hours, right?" George asked, eyebrows rising in curiosity.

"I just want it over and done with. I'll be back guys."

There was a mumble of Okays as Hermione rushed out the door, her clothes bunched in her hands. She walked into the nearest bathroom, locked the door, grabbed her wand, and pointed the wand to her body. The watched the Glamour Charm slips off her body and then finally looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was bruised and there was a long cut down the left side of her lips. Hermione looked at her right cheek and saw the three long scratch marks, which were now bleeding. She slipped off her clothes and looked at herself in the mirror and looked at the bruises around her body. Dark hand prints on both sides of her waist. She looked down on her body and saw the bruises between her legs and then to her wrist. Last year, the cut was by Bellatrix Lestrange, the horrid cut that read Mudblood. A few months later the scar was completely healed, but then it was cut again by the person she thought she loved. There were long scratches everywhere down her body. She began to cry and then turned rapidly when the door was opened by none other than Fred Weasley.

"Oh, Merlin's beard, I'm so sorry," Fred said closing his eyes before opening them again, making sure he didn't see what he just saw. There in front of him was Hermione Granger, all bruised and cut up. Suddenly his happiness drifted away and soon he was pissed. He walked towards her and looked at her then turned her around, letting him see the back of her. There were long cut and bruises down her back. He turned her back around and hugged her tight, hearing her sniff and sob. He looked down at her looking at her bloody wrist, which read Mudblood.

"Who did this to you," Fred said, furiously.

"I can't say. Please don't tell," she pleaded. He nodded and walked out, closing the door quietly. He walked for a moment then punched a wall, feeling the pain coursing through his hand. He had a small crush on her on his forth year and her second. Then at the Yule Ball, there she was looking beautiful, not that she never was. He moved on a little while after his seventh year began. He began to date Angelina a little bit after spring began, and soon his feelings for Hermione went away. He then saw her saw a sister, an attractive one. He knew that his feelings for her were coming back. He heard the door open and saw Hermione coming out, looking as if nothing happened, at least not physically. He could see in her eyes than she was in pure pain.

"Fred," she whispered.

He was angry at what happened to her. He couldn't look at her broken form and so he left her there in the middle of the corridor. Hermione watched him go and felt the tears slide down her face. She remembered her major crush on him starting on her forth year wishing he would ask her to the Yule Ball. She was broken a year later when he began to date Angelina Johnson. She got over the silly crush, asking herself why he would date her, a bookworm. She heard someone behind her, someone familiar.

"Hermione! Where have you been?"

Hermione turned around to see Ginny Weasley, her fiery red hair flowing beautifully around her. She also realized she was holding hands with her best friend, Harry Potter, who ran up to her giving her a hug, which gave her a lot of pain.

"Where have you been, Hermione? We've been looking for you everywhere!"

"I was in the twins' compartment. I couldn't find you guys."

Ginny gave her a hug as well and pushed her towards the direction of the twins' compartment. Hermione began to ask what she was doing, but Ginny answered for her.

"I have a surprise for you, so just stay in your compartment."

Ginny opened the door into the twins' compartment and pushed Hermione inside, not knowing she hurt Hermione. Hermione avoided Fred's eyes, which were on her and sat down beside him. She looked out the window and scooted to the empty space near the window. Minutes went by and the door opened.

"SURPRISE!" Ginny yelled loudly, having everyone cover their eyes. Ginny moved so Hermione could get a better look at what she saw showing her. Behind her was a man, who smiled brightly, but Hermione couldn't really see his face because of a shadow. He stepped forward and smiled at everyone. Then Hermione got scared. There in front of her was her boyfriend, Dallas Howard, her boyfriend who is, or rather was finishing his last year in Durmstrang. He walked in front of her and smiled evilly, making sure no one else saw except her. Fred watched only Hermione and noticed a flash of fear go through her eyes. He knew something was wrong. Dallas picked her up and spun her around, giving her a large kiss on her cheek. He sat her down and sat the seat near the window.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, shaking wildly. Everyone though it was because of her excitement for her boyfriend. Everyone was oblivious except for Fred, who was watching the two carefully.

"I transferred schools," he said, smiling, showing his perfect, white teeth.

Next chapter should be up Saturday, or even today. I promise this time. I have writer's block on my other two stories, I'll start those once I'm done with this story.