Disclaimer: All characters belong to our beloved J.k. Rowling.
Warning: Sexual and physical abuse!
Bruised Love
With big yes she looked at her dad. He looked at the wall while he was talking to a picture. Almost every little place of her body hurt. Was this the reason her mother had left? Had she left, because her father was an abuser? She couldn't cry, he would beat her for that. It was a sign of weakness, he had said. Maybe he would even do more, more then just only physical abuse. A sad smile was on her face. She always was a daddy girl, from the moment she was born. She had always loved him so much, they did a lot together. Was this what she got back from him?
At the moment she wanted to stand up, her father turned back to her. A mean grin spread on his face.
"You weren't planning leaving me, were you?" She shook her head afraid. Her father walked threatened towards her. "Good. I'm not done with you, yet." He grabbed her and took her shirt off. He smiled while he was starting to kiss her "gentle" on her chest and soon the kisses went to her breasts. With his hands he took of her bra, while his mouth was still sliding over her chest and neck. He massaged her breasts, after a few minutes his hands walked down to her jeans. With one hand he took her hand and planted it on his shirt. The doorbell rang, with an irritated sigh her father stood up.
"Put you clothes on and stay here, do you understand me?" Hermione nodded and put on her clothes, while her father walked to the front door. A tear walked down her cheek. She never had thought that this was what she would find at home. The place where she should feel safe. She hated her life. She used to love her father so much, what had happened? What had made him such a beast? She voices coming closer. She couldn't hear what they were saying, but she knew her father was angry. She knew that when the guest should leave, she would be the person who would get all the angriness over her.
"That's my room, sir! I don't allow you to enter that room!" She was shocked; she was currently sitting in her father's room. No one was supposed to see her like this. The door opened. She hadn't time to think. A young man looked at her.
"Hermione! Oh, Merlin. Are you alright?" The man ran to her and watched her carefully.
"Charlie?" Hermione asked soft, it hurt to talk. He nodded.
"You were supposed to be at the Burrow three hours ago. Mom was getting worried and she asked me to look for you. I'm glad she did." He pulled her in her arm. "Everything is going to be okay, Sweetheart. Everything." He gave her a little kiss on her lips. Hermione smiled and kissed him back. "Maybe we should first go to my house, so I can take care of you."
"Don't you dare to take her anywhere!" Charlie looked a bit sarcastic at her father. He disapparated while his lips were sealed on those of Hermione. None of them thought about the planned dinner at the Burrow, about the fact that Hermione was currently dating a Hufflepuf guy or about the fact that Ron already had said to everyone that she was his. They had each other, something they both wanted for a long time. They were together and that was all what count.
Was it a good one shot? A bit sad, I personally think. But I like the end:P