Prolouge:

Hermione listened to her parents arguing again.She was staring out her window trying to ignore the yelling, the name calling, the fact that her parents were fighting over their mistake which was she.

"I only have 2 years of school left starting tomorrow I have to keep this to myself. If anyone actually cared about me it'd be a miracle."

Hermione heard the silence and knew that it was only a matter of time before her father would come up and take his anger out on her.She heard the footsteps and closed her eyes preparing herself for the pain that was going to come, her door opened and then she was being pulled from her window seat and thrown across the room.

"This is all your fault! Why couldn't you just be normal?We shouldn't have had you to begin with." Her father yelled hitting her wherever he could. "You ruined our lives."

Hermione let the tears come to her eyes but she didn't let them pass.She never cried anymore she felt it was a weak emotion that she gave back in fourth year.She gave up a lot back then crying, fighting back, caring.She knew it was no good, and this year wasn't going to be any different.Her friends never noticed her attitude change so she never really worried about them, and after what happen on the train home this pass year she doubted Draco Malfoy and his cronies would bother teasing her this year. She just didn't care.As her father continued hitting her Hermione made a silent wish...

"I wish someone else could feel my pain."

A boy woke up from a nightmare his breathing fast "Hermione?"