Abused, scarred, and terrifed of men ever since she was a child; Hermione is sent out to her 6th year at Hogwarts. The one person she hated at her school, she also feared... but not the most.

(PS~ i forgot the names of hermione's parents forgive me. so i made some up, i think they fit. :D)

She always pictured these moments as terrible nightmares. Hoping that one day she would actually wake up to a better life, a better home, and loving family. Not that her mom and dad didn't love her, they... just didn't know what was going on right under their noses... in their very own home, and Uncle Lou... well he loved Hermione alright...in more ways than one.

In the middle of these nightmares, flashbacks would intervene...this time it was of when these incidents first started happening.

~Flashback~

"Hermione, we are going to have someone very special stay at our house for awhile"

Samatha Granger looked down at her 4-year-old daughter, "Santa Cwause?" she spoke with awe.

Her father, Clarence, chuckled at her innocence, "No honey, it's your mother's brother and your uncle... Lou. Lou Harrington"

"L-Loooouuuu Hair-wing-ton?"

"Yes dear, you see your uncle was just fired from his important job and he can not afford to stay in his own house, so he is going to live with us now, in the guest bedroom." said her mother.

"Oh..." little Hermion paused for just a moment, then with a spark in her eyes, "I hope he's nice, den we can pway wots of games and have wots of fun togeder, ya?"

"Oh he's nice Hermione, he's very kind to children like you my dear, we promise."

~End flashback~

If only her parents knew how... TRUE they were with that last line. Truth betold is that he was nice... at first... but then he got too nice...

Sweat fell down to her face and she felt reality hit her... knuckles to the left eye again, she must've winced or cried...he was always like that...when he didn't get what he wanted well...Uncle Lou just snapped...

~flashback~

"Hermione!"

Her eyes got a little wide at her named being beckoned, *it's just uncle Lou, Hermy calm down...there's nothing wrong* she thought to herself. Mum and dad had were at work for the next 3 hours so Uncle Lou baby sat her as usual.

"Hermione! Can you come here?" Lou beckoned again.

"Commin!"

6-year-old Hermione ran up the stairs to not keep her uncle waiting, she swung open the door, "Yes uncle Lou?"

He looked at her, eyes flaming. She could smell a... strong, bitter smell. The kind of smell that her daddy scented of around New Year's Eve, then her eyes found it. The bottle completly empty, reading VODKA in big letters.

"Uhm... what...what did you want uncle Lou?"

"Come here, sit next to me on my bed."

...She hesitently crowled up on the bed, something was wrong... daddy never drank the whole bottle by himself, but Lou did...

She had plopped herself next to him, "Hermione... you know you are beautiful right?"

"Uhm... mummy and daddy say I am..."

"Well they are absolutly right, baby doll..." His hand slid on to her knee.

"Wh-what..."

"Sh-sh-sh-shh..it's okay Hermy... I'm not going to hurt you if you obey, I wanna...make you feel really good inside baby doll. Do you wanna feel good?"

She looked at him scared and shocked, what kind of question was that?, "Uhm...I...I dont know...What do you mean uncle, Lou?"

"I will show you, but you cant tell mommy or daddy..."

"Well then...then I dont wanna play!" She yelled at him.

~end flashback~

That moment, when the cold flesh of his hand met the hot, pink skin of her cheek...

That was the moment where everything changed.

The flashback kept her from really thinking about what was truly happening... but truth is sometimes the flashbacks were worse than life itself.

Lou had just finished up, calling her his dirty, filthy skank once more before emptying his seed into her puckered arse hole. He rolled off her and sauntered into the next room, searching for that unopened bottled of Smirnoff.

Hermione curled up into a ball and began to softly cry, despratly wishing that the summer would pass by faster so as to meet up with her companions again, and be rid of this hell if only for a year.