"oh shit" thought Hermoine. She knew it was coming. She had been waiting for this moment for the past week. "Oh God please not tonight, not ever again." The problems had started when Hermoine returned from Hogwarts for the summer. Her uncle had come to live with them since he got laid off and had no place to stay. Uncle Jim had always been her favorite relative—until now. The stuff he did to her, to things he said…all were totally wrong and malicious.

It was now midnight and she heard him ascending the stairs. The prayers came into her head, but nothing seemed to work lately. He was always hungry for more. He needed more. He needed power. That's what compelled him to enter hermoine's room at least once a week for the past 7 weeks. He would wait until her parents had retreated into their room to sleep.

Then he began his power hungry trip into her room. It would begin by whispering sweet things in her ear, like she was actually someone he wanted to be with or like they had been dating for some time. He would try so hard to make her want him. Of course she didn't want the pain he inflicted on her. She hadn't wanted to lose her virginity to someone she hadn't loved, let alone her uncle.

This particular night he began by touching and caressing her inner thigh. By now Hermoine had learned to at least pretend she wanted it. She would pretend for him so he wouldn't beat her again. After the beatings she would cover up all the bruises and scars; she didn't want her parents to know the horror she faced. Hermoine moaned with false pleasure and "uncle jimmy" forced his hand into her vagina making her scream out in pain (what he thought to be pleasure) .

He then proceded to envelope her body, and after some foreplay, he decided to enter her. He was rock hard and ready. He was so hungry for her. She was the perfect young hot thing. She was tight and not ready. He loved taking her innocence away.

He couldn't help being proud of himself. He thrust himself into her and she moaned to try and make it stop.

Trying to think happy thoughts, Hermoine tried to picture herself somewhere else as if she were with another guy… oh it was no use. Nothing could stop this insane hurt.

She would never feel clean again.

Finally, after an arousing hour in her bedroom, he left. Hermoine let out a sigh and began to sob…

End of chapter one. I don't know how it is. Please RR