A new beginning
Hermione padded softly down the stairs to the library. She quietly eased open the door then silently shut it behind her. She let out a sigh of relief when she realized she hadn't been caught. Molly would kick her ass if she found out that instead of sleeping peacefully in bed she was once again going through the stacks among stacks of dark arts books. She couldn't help it; she needed something to take her mind off all that was going on. She couldn't sleep she could hardly eat hell she could hardly breathe anymore. After her parents deaths caused by the dark lord she had this deep need to avenge their deaths after all it was her fault they had died. SHE was the witch in the family of muggles; SHE was the one who decided to risk their lives and try to take on one of the darkest wizards of all time. She shook her head to clear it of thoughts and returned to the task at hand maybe if she kept researching she would fine a spell or curse or something to get rid of HIM once and for all. She piled up some books, sat herself down, and started reading.
Hermione awoke suddenly when she heard the door being thumped open. She jumped up and turned toward the door only to discover the owner of the house and her current guardian, Sirius Black. Yes the notorious serial killer was her guardian how the hell that happened she had no idea. "Mione what are you still doing up at …."Sirius looked at his watch "3:30 in the morning" "sorry Sirius the time got away from me and I ended falling asleep" Hermione said looking down ashamed. "S'ok. Mione were you thinking about your parents again?" Sirius asked already knowing the answer to his question. Hermione didn't answer him instead she just looked up at him with tear filled eyes. Sirius walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her slim figure. "It's ok to feel upset it'll get better in time I promise" Sirius said trying to comfort her. "I know" Hermione said "it's just kind of hard to think of anything besides trying to defeat HIM once and for all." Hermione pulled out of Sirius's embrace and wiped the tears from her eyes.
Sirius sat down on the recently vacated settee. Hermione hesitated then did the same. Hermione always felt kind of out of place around Sirius he was everything she wasn't funny, social, outgoing and very sexy. ''Hermione" Sirius said breaking her out of her thoughts. "How long have you been sneaking down here" he asked with a mischievous glint in his eyes and a smirk playing around his mouth. "You do realize that molly would have both our assess on a silver platter if she found out that instead of sleeping I let you stay in the library all night." "Not that often just when I really can't sleep … I guess a lot actually" Hermione said laughing at her mistake. You do realize you can knock on my door anytime you need to talk I'm here for you and I want to help" Sirius said sounding genuinely concerned. " I know believe me I know Sirius I'm just not ready to talk about it all right now it's just too fresh in my mind and I need to just try to deal with it by myself for a little while if that makes sense" Hermione said hoping he'd understand. "Of course I understand 'Mione I just want you to remember that I'm here ok?" "Ok I promise that when I m ready to talk about this and get it out in to the open ill come to you." Hermione said with a smile. "Well Mione I think it's time both of us head off to bed." Sirius said getting up. He took her hand and led her out the door and up the stairs. He stopped at her room leaned in and kissed her cheek and Sirius leaned in and whispered "night Mione sweet dreams" he then disappeared down the hallway towards the stairs.
Hermione opened her door then closed it softly behind her before sliding down against the door thinking about Sirius he had done so much for her. He tried so desperately to fix her, to mend her broken heart. To be honest he was the only one she could even talk to anymore. She even roomed alone now. She didn't want to burden Ginny with her screams in the middle of the night when she woke up to a vivid dream of THAT night. So much had changed; so much had been stolen from her. She only wanted back what she lost. The only downside is that she could never ever have back her old life. Those fucking death eaters had taken her parents, her home, and even her innocence. It wasn't fair it was never fair. She wanted to save them so bad she tried so hard to get to them. The death eaters held her down and made her watch her parents being raped and then beaten so badly that they died from blood loss. Then it was her turn, her turn to get held down to get kicked repeatedly while the death eaters all took turns on her. And that's how they found her soaked in their semen, her and her parent's blood, and her tears. More importantly that's how he found her. That's why she and Sirius Black could be so close, but yet she was afraid to confide in him afraid that he'd see how fucked up she really truly was.
She knew that no one would want to deal with her if they knew all the terrible thoughts racing through her mind constantly. She felt as if no one would ever understand how she felt, how unclean she was how, no matter how many showers she took she could never rid the filth from her body. And to make matters worse one of the men who raped was her professor, yes he was only doing what he could to not be outed as the spy and at least he was a whole hell of a lot gentler than anyone else but she still didn't know how she was going to face him in September. But then again that was over three months away so she wouldn't have to think about that for a while. Hermione stood up went to her bed pulled off her clothes and got into bed ready to close her eyelids just not quite ready for what would happened after she fell into a deep slumber. She closed her eyes and began her journey of terrors.
This is my first story so please go easy on me and don't forget to r&R