On the surface perfect, inside broken
CHAPTER 1 Prologue
Mione sat in the darkest corner of her locked room. She closed all the curtains and stayed perfectly still, trying to block out all the noise.
'I can't wait to go back to Hogwarts.
I'm going to be all right
I'm going to be all right
I'm going to be all right
I'm going to be all right
I'm going to be all right
I'm going to-'
" MIONE!"
His voice was sickening sweet. You think I couldn't hear? I'm seventeen, I can put two and two together. Her mom was gone again. He was drunk, spending the last two hours destroying things randomly with his friends downstairs. Hermione knew not to be near him in this condition.
The other hour he was laying a random girl next door. He probably spiked her drink. Ick. Did he have no shame? Did her mother have any self-respect? They were still married. He would cheat on her repeatedly, she would spend hundreds of dollars buying drugs. Having her as a kid was an unplanned and regretted event.
She was reminded of that repeatedly.
SEVENETY eight healing/cover up charms
SIX rapes
FIFTY three brutal, haunting beatings
FOUR birthdays in a row forgotten.
THREE broken bones
TWO failed attempts to escape.
ONE police raid
ZERO RESCUES.
She thought Hogwarts was a miracle. Thank goodness, her parents didn't care if she was a witch. But thats not what she should worry about....right now.
"MIONE! OPEN THIS DOOR YOU WHORE OF A DAUGHTER! "
Hermione silently crawled under her bed. Silently praying that he would think she wasn't here. The banging on the door got noticeably louder. She closed her eyes.
'come Mione, your in Gryfinndor. Your part of the golden trio. Crying is for weak people. I WILL NOT BE WEAK.'
For what seemed like hours. The night grew grimly quiet. He could hear her father's snoring in the other room.
The hell with this crap. I'm not risking my safety anymore. Hermione grabbed all her already packed things and sneaked out of the window. She sat on end of the eerie sidewalk. She was trying to catch her breath.
DREAM:
"Mione, sweety don't look,ok? There are bad things mommy does and I don't want you to see them."
And thats what she. She sat in the corner of the room. The smell of nicotine, crystal meth, and unidentifiable drugs filled her nostrils. She wanted it to be over. She was eleven, she knew this wasn't normal for any kid to experience. Strangers were sprawled across the floor with burning cigarettes in their hands.
Her father and his "friends" were drinking an unnecessary amount of beer. She was going to be okay. Her mom was going in and out of consciousness, but she promised. She promised everything was going to be okay. She promised.
She closed her eyes tighter. She thought of all the happy times. She thought what her family was like when he parents weren't suffering. She remembered her curls bouncy in the shiny sunlight in the park. Her mom was eating ice cream and watched her cute little form stagger across the playground. She remembered when it was her fifth birthday.
She remembered her stubbornness.
" I'm a big girl daddy! Pwease can I go on the swings?"
"alright, come on."
She remembered that day. That was the last time she saw her dad. They sitting on the swings, giggling, without a care in the world. Then, she woke in the middle of the night. Her parents were arguing, crying, hitting each other.
They got divorced. Thats when it started. He left her in her mothers' wrath for three years. Then he came back. Thats when all hell broke lose.
' come on Mione, think of the happy times.'
She broke out of her trance and flinched when she heard the door slam.
" Mione, I'm going to count to ten. I want to open your eyes after that and you'll see all the bad has gone away. Just like I promised."
Hermione managed a stiff nod.
"1.....2.....3....4.....5...6....7...8......9.....10. Open your eyes honey, its all over."
She opened her eyes everyone one was gone. The only things Hermione could see was a completely trashed living room, and her mothers' tear-streaked face. She could see in her mothers' eyes she was pleading Hermione to forgive her.
" Mione I swear this will be the last time. I wont ever let this happen again."
Hermione shut her eyes quickly.
LIES. ALL OF THEM.
"Mione open your eyes. Mione please? Mione come on open your eyes. Mione?"
DREAM ENDED.
" Mione open your eyes. Mione please? Mione come on open your eyes. Mione?"
'please not again' she thought.
She hesitantly opened her eyes to see harry, and Ron staring at her in confusion.
"hey Mione how come you didn't tell us you were staying at the leaking cauldron? You could of stayed at the burrow, mum would love to have you there."
"shut up, Ron. She just woke up. How was your sleep Mione?"
" I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I forgot. Oh! And I slept like a baby."
' I woke up every three hours crying and hungry'
They looked skeptical but didn't push it any further.
" Well anyway, Hermione congratulations on making head girl."
"yeah, but too bad you have share it with that bloody ferret git."
Hermione made her way towards the head's compartment. No less than surprised too find Malfoy sitting as if he were a king.
" ugh. I should have known you would make head girl, filth. Maybe if your lucky I will let you sit in the head common room. On the floor, of course."
"okay....."
Draco hid his confusion and shock very well.
' MERLIN! What happened to granger. Hey did she straighten her hair?
FOCUS DRACO FOCUS! The mud blood, Gryffindor princess, weasel's girlfriend, didn't bite back!!! please hold your applause Draco fans, I know I'm awesome. Hmm... I think I might of finally broke her.'
"cant come up with a comeback, mud blood? Or, do you finally know your place in this world? Oh come on, even scum can talk."
"okay....."
She made her way out of the compartment to change into her robes.
" what happened to you?"
She stopped mid-step. She didn't turn around but replied and kept walking.
"nothing."
'Hmm strange even for granger' Draco thought but he simply just brushed it off.