A/N:So this one shot is a continuation of The Boggart. I don't own Harry Potter nor Avengers or any of the characters that I don't make up.
The next morning was an unusually quite one for the Avengers. Bruce didn't know what was going on so he decided to go to the lab for the day. The rest of the Avengers bar Hermione were sitting on in the living room area lost in their own thoughts. Their minds still on whatever that thing was and why it effected Hermione so much that she was in tears because of it. They sat there for about an hour in deep thought when Hermione came in. She looked very disheveled compared to what she normally looked like. She her more frizzy (most probably from last night), she was very pale and her eyes held no emotion. Like looking to a stone wall.
When Hermione walked in she was wondering why it was so quite compared to normal morning mayhem. Then all the memories of the night before hand came back to her. The boggart, Ron, Bellatrix and the anniversary that she forgot. How can the brightest witch of her age forgot something that important? Hermione for once didn't have an answer to that.
Hermione just stood there looking at the avengers while the avengers were looking at her. No one spoke so there was just silence. Until Thor decided to break it.
"Lady Hermione, how are you feeling after last night?" Thor asked.
"Like I was fed a sleeping draught." Was Hermione's reply, moving to sit down on a bean bag.
"Huh?" Tony said.
"Nevermind." Hermione muttered.
They fell back into silence. But Steve was the brave one to break it and ask...
"So, what was that thing last night? And how did it change into different people?" He asked.
"That was a boggart." Hermione said
"A what?" Natasha and Clint said at the same time.
"A boggart is a shapeshifter that usually lurks in dark spaces. It has no definite form, taking the shape of that which is most feared by the person who encounters it." Hermione said, going into a full definition of it.
"So it's a thing that shows your greatest fear. Then how come it turned into 2 for you Hermione?" Clint asked.
"To make the boggart go away you need to create laughter. To make the boggart into something funny you must say the spell ridikulous. If you say the spell too weak it will change into another fear. That's what I did, say it too weak." Hermione answered.
"Why did it change into that red head and that woman?" Tony questioned, "and why did she say the last part of the golden trio?"
Hermione sighed.
"I think it's time that I tell you about my past," she said.
The avengers all agreed.
"But where to start?" Hermione said to herself more than the others.
"The beginning is a good place to start." Natasha said.
Hermione gave a small smile. She then told them all about her time at Hogwarts, the prophecy and how she faced danger every year at Hogwarts. The avengers gasped in the right places asked questions to verify things and laughed when right, even though this wasn't a funny story. No, it was far from it. But she missed one year out on purpose, her last year. The worst year of all with the war, being on the run and people dying left right and centre. So she told them all about her 1st year through to 6th year but when it came time to tell about her 7th... well she tried to avoid it. It was already dark when she finished telling the Avengers about her 6th year at Hogwarts so she tried to use the excuse of being tired and heading to bed.
Hermione pretended to yawn and looked at the clock.
"And that's my story. Well would you look at the time, we should all be getting to bed since it's pretty late." She said a bit to quickly while standing up.
Natasha was looking at her suspiciously. She could tell that Hermione was hiding something from them seeing as Natasha was trained to hide stuff and look to see if people were hiding secrets. With one knowing look at all the avengers, who had also looks of suspicion, she had just confirmed that Hermione was hiding something.
"Sit your arse down Pipsqueak, we know there is more to the story and that you are hiding something." Tony said sternly using his nickname for her.
Hermione looked at all the avengers. She could see in their eyes determination and she knew she wasn't getting out of it until she told them.
With a sigh Hermione sat back down and told them about her 7th year. The year on the run, the war and Malfoy Manner but without the torture carving in her skin, with that part Hermione just told them that she was questioned. The avengers all looked horrified at what Hermione had told them.
"So to answer your question Tony, the red head was my best friend Ron. That woman," she spat, "was Bellatrix Lestrange from Malfoy Manor. And the other two thirds of the golden trio are dead." Hermione finished with sadness in her voice.
"Who were the Golden Trio?" Steve asked.
"The Golden Trio were Harry, Ron and I. We got that name during our time at Hogwarts 'cause we always got into trouble and also a bit famous because of Harry. Though we really didn't like the name people called us." Hermione explained.
The avengers were in deep thought by the looks of it. Hermione waited a minute to see if they were going to interrogate her anymore so she got up to leave.
"Right well, it really is late so I'm going to go to bed now." Hermione declared. She hoped that none of them would ask about her scars or what Bellatrix said the night before hand.
Just as she was about to move out the door Thor stood in her way.
"Now wait a moment Lady Hermione, I'm not sure if the others noticed something the lady said last night but I would like to ask a question. So sit back down." Thor calmly said.
Hermione went back to sit down grumbling about when she could go to her room.
When Hermione sat back down Thor clapped his hands and sit down again in his spot.
"Right well I'm not sure if the others noticed this but, why did that lady look at your left arm and say that your hiding her gift?" Thor addressed.
"It's nothing. She didn't do anything."
"Hermione." All the avengers drawled in unison.
Hermione bit her bottom lip and subconsciously tugged the sleeve of her left arm down. The avengers all didn't miss this action. Steve was the one to jump her and pull the sleeve of her arm upwards. He stumbled back with a look of shock and disgust at the scar. MUDBLOOD, that's what it said. The jagged scar still red and raw and that will never heal.
When Steve jumped back the rest of the team got to see the scar from where they were sitting.
"Explain. Now." Tony grumbled.
"Ok well, you know how I said that we got caught be snatchers, taken to Malfoy Manor and I was questioned by Bellatrix?" Hermione asked.
The avengers all nodded.
"Well... when I say questioned, I was actually tortured for information." She said finishing quickly.
"WHAT!"
The boys looked livid and Natasha was stone faced.
"That's why we were at Shell Cottage for weeks before we broke into Gringotts. Because I was healing from that night. But that scar won't heal because it was carved with a cursed knife."
No one said anything. You could hear a pin drop.
"Well now I'm actually going to bed. Good night." Hermione said when it had been a minute. She then walked to her room.
That night wasn't a peaceful night for Hermione. She had nightmares of Malfoy Manor.
Back to where the rest of the people were. Tony broke the silence.
"I didn't know she had been through so much."
They all nodded in agreement and bade each other goodnight.
A/N: So how was that? Plz tell me what you think by either review or PM. If you have ideas for any FanFic with Hermione in it and you would like to see that also let me know. Merry Christmas.
SharGryffindor :)
