Hermione's POV

My life hasn't always been how I act like it is, in fact it the complete opposite. I don't have a loving home I go to every summer or to loving parents instead I have a alcoholic and abusive father and a mother that I haven't seen sense I was two years old.

My mother didn't plan to have me nor did she want me. From what my father has told me she and him went out to a party and sleep together. My mother was planning on getting an abortion, but my father wanted to keep me. So he paid got her to stay with him at his flat until I was born after that she only stayed around for the money he had, but once she found another man that had more money she took off and left me with a tempered father.

He wasn't always an alcoholic or had a bad temper just one day he snapped, went out to a bar and came home drunk. I was four when that happened; he came home yelling for me to come down stairs. I came down smiling, running to him and hugged his legs only to be kicked off. I was confused looking at him I only say anger, the only thing he said to me was "It's time for you to learn how to cook and clean around here."

Picking me up by my shirt and throwing me into the kitchen by the sink where all the dirty dishes were. I hit the floor hard bruising my knee, I cried and got pick up again by my father and he shook me "NO CRYING! OR I"LL GIVE YOU A REAL REASON TO CRY!" he screamed. Dropping me back onto the ground I tried to hold back the tears and looked back up at him "now I want those dishes cleaned, than I want you to make me a sandwich," he said before walking away.

Now I'm seventeen years old, going to be in my 7th year at Hogwarts and at home cleaning while he's out with friends doing who knows what at a bar. Every summer I come home it's the same cooking, cleaning, doing everything for him and taking a beaten from him when he's angry or just wants to hit me.

Over the year the abuse has gotten worst, when I was little I would only get hit and punished at least once a day, now its when every he thinks I did something wrong or just when his angry.

Sometimes I wonder why I'm still here with him or why he hasn't given me away, but all I know is that he only uses me for a slave. When he found out I was a witch he was furious saying he knew that there was something wrong with me and that I was a freak. But he still let me go saying "Now I can look after myself and not worry about a whore like you!"

Hogwarts; my home, my real home a place I'm happy. Not having to worry about my dad and my two best friends at my side, Ron and Harry. They have been my first friends and we've been best friends since they saved me from that troll in first year. I miss them, counting down the days until I can see them again which is in a mouth for the wedding at the Burrow.

But the person I miss the most is Harry, his always been such a good friend to me, never picking on me like Ron did. He made me feel loved and caring about me, which I was surprised at first, I haven't been treated like that since my mother left. It took me awhile to get used to that, but he was the same, for so long his relatives have never loved him or cared about him. That's how Harry and I could get along so well, we both don't take things for advantage like Ron does, and we care and respect the people we care about and love.

I was taken out of my thoughts by a tap at my window, turning to the window I see Hegwid waiting for me to open it. Smiling I quickly opened it and Hegwid landed on my desk putting her leg out where a letter was tied. I united it and gave Hegwid a few owl pelts and water before ripping the letter open knowing it was Harry.

Hermione

How are you doing? Is everything okay at home?

I smiled; Harry always cared and was concerned about others, going back to the letter it said.

I say your day and the plate form and he looked a little upset. I just wanted to make sure everything was okay. I'm fine with the Dersleys they are leaving me alone and I had time to read a few books on Horcruxes. I miss you and can't wait to see you…and Ron at the wedding in a few weeks.

I hope everything is ok at home? I'll see you soon.

Harry

Signing I placed the letter on my nightstand, I knew Harry knew something was wrong. Last year he found a bruise on my arm on the train going to Hogwarts. He asked me question about it, but I just told him I fell. He just stared at me for awhile then nodded. I knew he wasn't happy with my excuse, but wasn't going to push me.

Taking out a pen and paper I wrote back:

Harry

I'm fine, everything fine here at home my dad was just in a bad mood that day at the plate form he didn't feel like picking me up, but he had to. I have too read a few book and Dark Arts for Horcruxes, but nothing that we don't already know on them. I hope we can find something we don't on them.

I miss you too can't wait to see you and Ron and the wedding!

Again I'm fine, see you soon

Love

Hermione

Satisfied with my reply I quickly tied the note to Hegwid and sent her on her way I watched as she flew into the sky. Wishing I could fly away like her and get away from things.

But Harry needs me I can't leave him. I'll wait until I could be with him again, right now I should finish clean the house and starting dinner before my father gets home.

Running down the stairs seeing that I only had an hour to make dinner before my father gets home I started on that first.

An hour later dinner was ready and at the table when my father came falling into the house, but he wasn't alone, laughter was heard behind him. A man came into the house next laughing at my father who was now on the ground laughing as while.

But I could help but look at the man, he look so familiar like I've seen him somewhere before. He had a five o'clock shadow on his face and long black greasy hair a scar on his right cheek.

Where have I seen him before? I thought as me father came stumbling into the kitchen.

He leaned on the chair trying to control his laughter when he look at me with discuss "Oh David this is that whore of a daughter I was telling you about."

The man called David look at me with this evil smirk on his face and a look in his eyes I didn't like. He walked closer to me, putting his dirty fingers on my arm rubbing up and down. I shivered and back away from him giving him and dirty look.

The man just smirked "she as pretty as you told me Waldo." My dad just snorted at him "yeah to you maybe" he mumbled.

I didn't like this David person, he kept look at me weird, but in a way I didn't like. David starred at me "so when can I have her?"

My eyes widen I back as far way from him until I hit the wall "not until you pay up first" I heard my father say.

David groaned turning to face my father and pulled a wallet out of his pocket "fine, two hundred pound like I said" he snarled shoving the money at him.

My Father counted the money while I still stood by the wall prying that this was some kind of joke. But it wasn't because once he was done counting the money he looked at me smirking and I froze. He walked over to me looking me in the eye before taking a rough hold of my arm. I winced remembering the bruise that was there from last night and drag me up the stairs with David right behind me.

Dragging me into my room he through me on the bed, not taking his eyes off me he said "she all yours." David walked in front of me I look at him than at my nightstand I knew my wand was in there. I crawled over to it still looking at David who started to climb onto the bed.

Behind him I saw my father; he looked at me then my nightstand. Damn it he knew my wand was in there I thought. I didn't see David move closer to me until he was on top of me pinning me to the bed.

I looked over at my nightstand again, I was so close, but the weight of this man was too much for me I couldn't move. Reaching over with my free arm to my nightstand, only to feel someone catch my arm.

It was my father he moved my arm to open the top drawer taking out my wand.

David started to suck on my neck and held my left breast roughly in his hand, I whimpered looking at my dad "daddy please help me" a begged as I felt David's other hand rubbing my right leg and unbutton my jeans.

He just laughed "Hermione, I need the money and it's finally time for you to learn how to work for the money." Was all he said before walking out of my room and locking the door, leaving me with David who just ripped opened my knickers and blouse.

"Daddy help me!" I screamed again but he never came. I started to fight back when I felt the man start taking off his pants, but he just slapped me across the face "hold still!" he yelled.

I didn't I kept fighting and yelling for help, but what ever I did he would slap me. It wasn't until he was inside that I stopped fighting.

The pain was too much I scream until he covered my mouth with his hand while he pumped in and out of me. So I just cried and whimpered prying that Harry or someone would come and save me, but I knew no one would come. No one knew but my dad, that I was being rape. No one would come and save me I was all alone.

I heard David groan and felt him cum inside me, and then he fell on top of me panting and breathing heavily into my neck and breathing in my sent. All I could do was wait and cry until he got off me and pulled his pants back on and walk out the door closing it as he went.

Once I knew the door was closed I curled into a ball bring my knee to my chest and cried until I fell asleep.

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