Chapter 1: The News
Hermione is your typical girl: follows trends, keeps up with school, and has her moments. Hermione is entering her seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and counts down every day until she can go to and see Ron and Harry again.
She looks into the mirror every morning, only to see her beautiful face covered in bruises and scratches from her father. Things have changed. Hermione lives with her father, because her mother is temporarily on a 6- month audit for work. Here dad has become depressed and is drinking, so he takes out the pain on Hermione. She can't fight him off with out receiving more injuries. Just last night, her father had slit her wrists with a serrated knife. She wore bandages around it, and took pain killers every 4 hours.
Trying to find a way to cover up the bruises, Hermione saw the reflection of a barn owl in the mirror. Her Hogwarts list of supplies had arrives. She ran to the window, and let the owl fly around. It dropped the parcel into her hands, and it was extremely heavier than usual. She thought and she ripped it open.
It told her to get 10 new books, robes (if needed) and new dress robes. She figured she would have to get this stuff and then go to her appartating test she booked for tomorrow. She could go today and stay at the Leaky Cauldron over night.
"Hermione!" a voice bellowed up to her room, "Come here and make breakfast. You know the consequences if you-" "Coming!" she said trying to sound normal. Her father always punished her if she didn't have things done on the exact minute he wanted. She decided to finish reading the rest of the letter after breakfast and hurried down stairs, trying not to wince at the pain in her legs. They had cuts and scrapes from when he pushed her down the stairs a week ago. She made breakfast, and was I minute late getting it on the table. She placed the plate in front of her father, and felt a tight squeeze around her biceps. She moaned under her breath. "You're late," her father said. "Go up to your room, and I will deal with you after my meal," he let go and Hermione clenched where he releases his fist from, and hurried up to her room. She saw the Hogwarts letter on her bed, and decided to finish reading it. She tried to get the letter out, but it was stuck. She turned it upside down and something heavy fell into the palm of her hand. A Head Girl Badge. She admired it for about 5 minutes, when she heard footsteps thudding toward her room. She threw the letter under her bed, and pretended to be reading a book. Her father stormed in, and glared at her. She was bracing herself.
Hermione is your typical girl: follows trends, keeps up with school, and has her moments. Hermione is entering her seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and counts down every day until she can go to and see Ron and Harry again.
She looks into the mirror every morning, only to see her beautiful face covered in bruises and scratches from her father. Things have changed. Hermione lives with her father, because her mother is temporarily on a 6- month audit for work. Here dad has become depressed and is drinking, so he takes out the pain on Hermione. She can't fight him off with out receiving more injuries. Just last night, her father had slit her wrists with a serrated knife. She wore bandages around it, and took pain killers every 4 hours.
Trying to find a way to cover up the bruises, Hermione saw the reflection of a barn owl in the mirror. Her Hogwarts list of supplies had arrives. She ran to the window, and let the owl fly around. It dropped the parcel into her hands, and it was extremely heavier than usual. She thought and she ripped it open.
It told her to get 10 new books, robes (if needed) and new dress robes. She figured she would have to get this stuff and then go to her appartating test she booked for tomorrow. She could go today and stay at the Leaky Cauldron over night.
"Hermione!" a voice bellowed up to her room, "Come here and make breakfast. You know the consequences if you-" "Coming!" she said trying to sound normal. Her father always punished her if she didn't have things done on the exact minute he wanted. She decided to finish reading the rest of the letter after breakfast and hurried down stairs, trying not to wince at the pain in her legs. They had cuts and scrapes from when he pushed her down the stairs a week ago. She made breakfast, and was I minute late getting it on the table. She placed the plate in front of her father, and felt a tight squeeze around her biceps. She moaned under her breath. "You're late," her father said. "Go up to your room, and I will deal with you after my meal," he let go and Hermione clenched where he releases his fist from, and hurried up to her room. She saw the Hogwarts letter on her bed, and decided to finish reading it. She tried to get the letter out, but it was stuck. She turned it upside down and something heavy fell into the palm of her hand. A Head Girl Badge. She admired it for about 5 minutes, when she heard footsteps thudding toward her room. She threw the letter under her bed, and pretended to be reading a book. Her father stormed in, and glared at her. She was bracing herself.