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This is my first ever FanFiction so please be nice

He Saved Her

Chapter 1

Hermione chanced a look at the clock; she was running late with dinner, she started to panic. He wouldn't be happy if she hadn't finished when he got home. Cooking the muggle way took so much time, if only he had not confiscated her wand. She started to think, wondering how as smart as she is she managed to get herself into this abusive relationship.

As she reached up to get a pot from the cupboard she winced, her ribs hurt still from the last beating she had received from Ron. He had changed so suddenly after they were married, she wished for a way out, but she was his prisoner. He had her wand, there were anti-apparition wards on the house and the defensive spells he had put up made it impossible for her to leave, he even carried the floo powder with him so she couldn't leave or call for help. Her only prospect was if somebody sent an owl during the day so she may be able to send a letter. Although her hopes were not high as it hadn't happened yet in the 3 years since her imprisonment.

She took a deep breath and tried to steady her breathing. She got the pan and started to boil the water. She suddenly spun round in fear; she had just heard the flare of the floo come from the living room. He was home and dinner would not be ready for at least another half hour.

"Hermione" Ron bellowed as he stepped onto the rug. No answer came. He started to get agitated, his day had not been a good one, 2 death eaters had again evaded their attempts to capture them, "get out here now you fucking bitch"

Hermione's eyes widened in fear, he was mad, she ran into the living room, upon seeing him her heart began to beat fast, she knew what was coming "I'm sorry" she said quietly, "It's not ready, I tried" she started to cry.

"Useless whore" Ron screamed as he crossed the room she tried to run but he was too fast, he slammed her into the wall and immediately brought his fist to connect with her face, she screamed in pain but her pleas for him to stop were not heard. He continued to punch every inch of her, until something in him snapped and he stopped, he stepped back and realized he had nearly killed her, his brain went into overdrive, he healed his knuckles and washed up, then proceeded upstairs to change his clothes.

Hermione lay on the floor, her head was pounding, and her vision was blurred and it slowly started to cloud over. 'This is it she thought.' There was pain all over her, she could barely think through the pain.

When he got back she was barely conscious, he whispered to her not to tell anyone it was him or he wouldn't get her any help, she agreed, it was her only chance at survival.

With a swipe of his wand he made it appear as if the house had been burgled. He quickly made it look as if he had been crying and scooped her up into his arms, he flooed them to St Mungo's and started to shout for help.

Two healers quickly ran over to where he stood, he recognised one of them at once, he gulped; it was Madam Pomphry, he had forgotten she helps at the hospital during the summer breaks.

'Oh my, what happened?' asked Poppy. Ron looked stunned he lay her on the floating gurney and stumbled over his words as he replied.

'Break in... I was at work... She didn't have her wand' Ron looked around helplessly as they took her to the emergency room.

When he tried to follow a healer he recognised as McBaine stopped him. 'I'm afraid she is too ill to receive visitors, the healers need room to work, they will do everything they can. Come with me, I'll show you where you can wait'