Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter! JK Rowling owns all! This story contains rape and abuse if you don't like that please don't read!

I ran after the girl, I was worried but I couldn't find her. I went looking off the grounds and that is when I saw her. I mean really saw her because just as I walking over there she looked up and what I saw made me gasp alound.

There siting on the near the lake was Hermione Granger, covered in bruises, cuts and burns. The smart girl must have used glamour charms on herself. I, Severus Snape, don't get scared often but the thought of all the brusies and other injuries that marred her skin frightened me. Whilst I just stood there unmoving, so as to not to, startle her in such a fargile state she looked slowly up towards me. When her gaze met mine I saw all the emotions this young, scared girl was feeling. It wasn't just the pure terror that caugt my eyes, it was the pain that she was feeling and the shame. Something else was in there, self loathing maybe I will just have to explore that later.

"Ms. Granger, may I sit down," I asked in a soft voice, one in which I prayed didn't seem threatening to her? She gave my the slightest nod and at that I sat down slowly next to her.

I listened as the girl tentivaly asked, "Sir, I know you have questions for me but I-I don't want to answer them. Please don't make me, I know Sir! Please." The voice, the voice that she used broke my heart. Her voice was measured as if trying to evade my wrath that she thought I would unleash on her.

"Ms. Granger please Hermione look at me", although I didn't think using her first name would work it did and well, because her glaze flicked up to meet mine. "I understand that I have gave no indication ever that you should trust me, but you can. Now this is not just because I am in the order, not even because I am your teacher, but someone that you can trust." I said but at this she laughed.

"How can I just trust you it's obvious that you don't like me, you made that sure to me with our lessons. You don't have to lie to me, I know that you just think I'm a lazy student who doesn't try. Or am I the complete opposite, an insufferable no-it-all?" I winced at the volume at which the girl spoke this at.

"Hermione, listen to me!" I yelled but regreted that action because she flinched back. "Hermione, you don't understand I don't think any of these things about you, I am a spy for the order I have a reputation to maintain or my snakes. Any of them could go to their parents, most of them mind you, are death eaters and tell them I am being nice to your lot. I don't ask you to trust me all at once, but I still saw the hell in which you suffer and as your Professor and someone that can help you, you need to talk to me. If not I have to take you to the hospital wing." I watched and realized the minute everything sunk into her brain because the moment it did, surprised eyes flew up to look into mine.

"Why do we need to talk about it you saw it, did you not? Besides it's my fault, everything, I deserve what he does to me. I don't even think he knows half of what he does he is always drunk and high. Anyway I'm used to it, mays well just let me stay, because I will not burden anyone else ever again. It doesn't matter what he does to me I still remember it all. Right?" I listened and at her quiet question I realize that she doesn't truly believe everything is her fault, everything she just said was something told to her.

"Hermione, nothing that was done to you was your fault you need to know that. Your father should be in jail because of everything he's done. Please don't think that you deserve anything, you deserve to be safe, love and cared for. Not hit, raped, and starved."

Everything sunk in and she started to cry hard but slient, something she must have learned to do, I will ask her about that later. Slowly I reach out to her and pulled her into a hug. Gasp isn't that I surpise the greasy git of the dungeons actually not being a git. She looked at me startled most likely because it was me doing this, but another part of me also said that she probably has never been hugged by an adult before. I will inlist in Minervas help with her, they are both very fond of each other. It will be easier for the child to talk to a woman about everything that has happened to her. Yet for now I will just hold her until all tears have been shed, and she falls asleep. After that I will get all the Professors, and we will pay a little visit to the bastard and sorry exuse for a father that she was cursed with. She will be okay, she will be.

Looking down I realized that the girl has fallen asleep, walking cafully back to the castle I lay her down in my office and set of to do my tasks. I look forward to tonight events.

I will have more stories, I just wanted my first to be short until I get the feel of writing larger ones. Please review and maybe send some ideas for a next story. I may continue this one but make it about Hermione telling Minvera everything about her life. Tell me what you think about that idea! Thanks for reading!