Broken Wings

Chapter 1: Escape

By: Midnight Walker

A/n: IMPORTANT IF YOU READ THIS STORY ALREADY, PLEASE READ THE NOTE BELOW!

I know you're probably like 'What the hell?' but this story was deleted now I have to start from scratch…again. It fucking sucks; all because of a song! I know I had around 140 something to 150 reviews, I can't recall the number. Well I hope I can get it back up there and im truly sorry for the inconvenience; just skim through these bad boys, and back to chapter 19 were I left off. Thanks.

Hermione hid under her bed and cried silent tears. Her father had once again raped her and beat her. Things had been like this for years now, every since her mother left. One day she woke up and her mother was just gone. All she left was a pink jewelry box with a white dancing pony on a gold carousel stick on a spinning mirror, and a letter telling her she would be back for her. Hermione threw the jewelry box and letter in the garbage.

That night her father came home from work and flew into a blinding rage; she was his outlet for that rage.

Hermione remembered that night very well. Hermione stood in the kitchen crying to her father 'where did mummy go daddy?' Finally her father snapped a smacked her to the floor, and screamed to her to shut the fuck up. He then took her by her arm, dragged her up the stairs threw her in her room. Of course Hermione was only a child at the time; 4 yrs old be exact.

When Hermione thought it was safe to come out she opened her window and climb up on the roof. The stars twinkled brightly at her and moon shown at its fullest. Things were so peaceful up here. Her life was such a mess. School was the only place she could actually feel at home, but still she was teased by most. She could not escape her shitty life. She sighed. all she wanted was to have friends that cared, and find someone that truly loved her for who she was. Suddenly a figure was seen flying toward her as it got closer she saw it was a owl. Not just any owl it was Errol!

Hermione caught the poor bird just as it came tumbling from the sky like a fuzzy volleyball. She pulled the letter from the owl's leg it read:

Hey 'mione! How's your summer? Mine is great! Harry came yesterday. Say can you come to diagon alley tomorrow? Owl us as soon as possible with a yes or no. if you can come we'll meet in front of flourish and blots k?

Hope you are well,

Ron.

Hermione wrote a reply on the back of the letter consisting of a simple 'see you there'. She would send the letter in the morning with a hopefully better Errol. With that she climbed back into her room built a makeshift bed for Errol, consisting of sheets and an old comforter.

Hermione stayed up a little longer, lost deep in thought. She wished that someone or something could just take her pain away. She laid down and cried herself to sleep wishing that everything would be OK and someone will make her life worth living; little did she know that there was someone that was about to do just that. For a dark figure sat outside her window watching her sleep a little while longer, before disappearing into the shadows.

A/n: I know it's short but it's only the first chapter, keep reading it will get longer!