This chapter does imply violence and maybe rape, if you don't like any of these things then I suggest you wait for chapter 3. Sorry

Hermione was on the room that she shared with Ginny, as well as Harry, Ron and Ginny herself. Questions were asked and they wanted to be answered now. Hermione sat on her bed, her knees touching her chest, scared for the questions that were going to be asked.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Harry asked, looking at Hermione, she looked like she was about to cry.

The girl who was asked the question took a deep breath. She closed her eyes, not allowing the tears to form. After a few moments or so Hermione looked at her friends.

"I never told you because...because she's a disappointment to my family."

All three of the questioners frowned, thinking on what Hermione meant by that.

"Leanne, well, Leanne is smart. She knows how to plat tricks on my parents."

"What kind of tricks?" Ginny asked, moving closer to her friend.

"Just ones that gets her into trouble. Leanne breaks all of the rules that our parents set out. For example, no smoking or swearing. Leanne does both. She smokes as if there is no tomorrow and swears like it is her last word."

"But surely your parents can't get mad over little things like that, right?" Ron asked.

"Ron, my parents are strict. Why do you think I don't ever invite you all to my house?" Hermione asked the rhetorical question, truth is Hermione can have friends around but she choose not to as she wouldn't want to do anything out of place in her parents eyes.

The four of them all talked about Leanne. Not knowing that she was sat outside of the bedroom door. Leanne sighed and went downstairs to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Upon entering the kitchen she saw faces that she has never seen before, about 20 people sat along the dining table.

"I'm just getting a glass of water," Leanne said as she walked over to the sink.

"After you have, come sit down." Professor Dumbledore said, looking over the girl.

Albus knew that her parents weren't the kindest to their eldest child and he wanted answers to confirm what had been rumored. All of the adults that were sat around the table looked at Leanne. She had a slim built, much like Hermione's, as they both inherit that from their mother, hazel eyes, only that Leanne's were a shade or so lighter than Hermione's, that being inherited from their father.

Leanne sat down at the table, a space next to Sirius and another man, roughly the same age as Sirius, only with green eyes, greying brown hair and three red scars across his face.

"Now, as some of you found out today, this is Leanne Granger, John and Jean Granger's eldest daughter and Hermione's sister. She attended Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, however, this year she will not be going back, she will be attending Hogwarts." Dumbledore explained.

Leanne looked at her thighs, Yeah, until I'm kicked out of here as well. She thought to herself. She sighed softly to herself. Memories were arising. Memories of what her Mother and Father have both done to her.

~Flashback~

August 1994

"Leanne! Where the fuck are you!" Shouted a very drunk and annoyed John Granger.

"Shit!" Leanne whispered to herself as she tried to hide away from her Father.

"Come out, come out where ever you are!"

Leanne was hidden under her bed, hoping that her Father would never find her. She heard footsteps banging against the wooden stairs. Her Father was drunk and she knew it. Her Mother was out, finishing a business meeting, meaning that Leanne and her Father were alone in the house.

"Playing hide and seek now are we?" He asked as he opened the scared 17 year old girls bedroom door.

Heavy footsteps came closer to her bed. She knew she was done for, this is always her hiding place, and every single time her Father always found her.

"I know where you are Leanne, so why don't you willingly come out from under your bed?"

Leanne made didn't move from her hiding spot. She just stayed there, tears rolling down her face. All of a sudden, her Father got down on his hands and knees and stared at the girl. It was like his eyes were looking into her soul, Leanne wanted to run and scream but found that her body wasn't cooperating. John Granger dragged out his eldest daughter from under her bed with his fist in her hair.

The eldest Granger daughter was whimpering in pain as her Father dragged her. He just laughed. She was now in plain sight of her Father. Leanne knew what was coming next.

"Now, who's gonna be a good little girlie?" He asked, a fist full of his first born hair.

~End of Flashback~

Tears were flowing down Leanne's face as she remembered the flashback. She didn't want to be here. Nobody asked for her to be here. Hermione didn't want her to be her. Leanne just stood up and removed herself from the situation. She ignored all of the adults and calls of her to come back, she just ran upstairs into her room and locked the door.

No more, she thought to herself, No more them, they can't touch you here. HE can't touch you here.