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xX Chapter One Xx

Hermione's father died of a heart attack in her first year. Her mother remarried in the summer after her third year. Her new husband, William, was evil and untrustworthy in Hermione's eyes. But she put on the facade of trusting and liking him for her mother's sake. Soon, Hermione's world begins to spiral out of control. This is her story, starting in July right before her fifth year of Hogwarts.

July 1, 1994 - Before Fifth Year
My mother had just left for a long business trip and would not return until July 29, and I was trying to sleep in - for once. But of course, why would I ever get to sleep in? Will came pounding up the stairs - Gods, he sounds like a damned elephant stampede - and banged - more like slammed on my door. "Hermione Jane Granger, get up NOW!" he yelled. I rolled my eyes, yawned and stretched, then slowly climbed out of bed. I pulled my robe on and went to the door, wondering what in hell he would want. I opened the door and said groggily, "What, Will? I'm trying to sleep." Rubbed my eyes, trying to ground out the sleepiness.

"Get dressed and get your ass downstairs! NOW!" he yelled when I didn't move. I jumped and growled out, "And why the hell would I do that? What do you want?"

He reached out and grabbed my hair forcefully. He turned my face up towards him. "You will respect me, you filthy little Mudblood whore! Get your ass downstairs NOW!" he yelled, dragging me out of the room and down the stairs.

"LET GO OF ME, YOU FUCKING BASTARD! LET GO!" I screamed, hitting him and trying in vain to get out of his clutches. Wait a minute, did he just say Mudblood? What the fuck is going on here?! He dragged me into his office and slammed the door shut, then threw me onto the floor. I felt the wrist of my wand arm snap and whimpered in pain. He sneered at me. "What the hell, Will? What do you want?!" I yelled at him.

"You will listen to me. It is time you learn your place, little Mudblood whore." He reached in his pocket. "How do you know that word, Will?" I asked quietly. "Oh, little one, I am not what I seem. You shall see," he said, withdrawing his hand from his pocket. In his hand was a wand. I instinctively backed away. "Will, why do you have that? What are you doing?"

"Silly chit, you really think anybody in their right mind would want to marry your mother?" He cackles evilly. "Stupido puttana! Nighty-night, darling! Stupefy indefinitamente!" The world around me started to fade into darkness, but not before I heard the sound of a zipper being undone.

Hermione awoke on July 27, when Will finally decided to release her from the indefinite stunning spell (stupefy indefinitamente). She was covered in blood and her entire body hurt, especially between her legs. She dragged her body out of bed to the bathroom, drew a warm bath, and soaked in it. She scrubbed herself to the point where her skin was almost raw. She examined the damage he did to her body and choked back a sob.

July 29, 1994
My mother returned home today. I did my best to hide my pain and markings. When I get on the Hogwarts Express, I can glamour them. Mum came in the front door and called out, "I'm home! Will? Hermione?" I ran down the stairs and to my mother. "Mum!" She embraced me - oh, owwww! That hurts! - and turned to her -spawn of Satan- husband and embraced him. He looked like a normal, loving husband. I held back a growl.

"Did you two have a good time?" she asked. Will sent me a look - ew, he was practically undressing me with his eyes - as he replied, "Yes, dear, we had a wonderful time. Right, Hermione?" I nodded my head and tried not to glare at him. "Mum, I have to go finish packing for school and recheck my homework. Dinner is already ready for you and Will. I love you!" I said, giving her a kiss on the cheek, and running up the stairs.