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Hermione repeated this over and over again in her head as she waited for the final 'meal' of the day to be delivered. She was board and counting was the only thing she could do, there was nothing else to do in the hell hole she was stuck in.

She had been stuck here for about five months give or take a few days. Azkaban was hard, and she hasn't gotten the real effect of the Dementors since she got there. She was lucky, and she had a feeling they were being held back because she hasn't seen as many horrors as the other new prisoners that have been arriving since the downfall of her father.

She could hear their screams perfectly from where she was.

The pleas for mercy.

The yells of one's begging for their master to save them.

Hermione could hear them all too perfectly.

Opening her eyes slowly Hermione looked at the wall, here once bright brown eyes were dull, and caramel brown hair was matted with dirt. . Her clothing was taken away and replaced with prison clothes, no more nice things for her.

Everything was taken from her.

It was all Dumbledore's fault, along with the stupid Potters.

When she got out of her she was going to do something about it.

If it wasn't for the old coot she wouldn't be stuck in Azkaban. He was afraid of what she would become because of the blood that was in her veins.

The blood from her father, the blood of a killer.

No one knew of who her mother was, but Hermione knew when that was out they would hate her even more.

Her train of thought was thrown off as the door of her cell was thrown open and stood a guard, the guard she heard taunting her and others from the outside.

"Get up girl, it is visiting day." He sneered grabbing her neck and snapping a weird device around her neck making the girl yelp as she felt a static shock chock her around her throat before spreading over her whole body.

"This will make sure you don't try anything funny while out." The guard then forced the girl to her feet and pushed her out of the cell as he glared down at her.

"Come now, time to get with the others…." His lips were back in a snarl, "Your….reunion awaits."
'Reunion?' Hermione silently wondered, her bare feet scrapping against the floor. She held back a wince every so often when she stepped on something sharp but ignored it for the most part as she was pushed along every time she stopped to try to check her feet.

They walked for a while, Hermione could see the Dementors hovering close by as they did turns and went up and up, till they reached the very top floor.

She was pushed off the elevator and pushed through the two guards that were guarding the room she guessed she was being led too.

They stopped right in front of the guards, her guard spoke to the other two, "Hermione Riddle now here."

The other two guards quickly glanced at her, before letting her in, she could feel their eyes on her as she push directed further into the room and left alone with other prisoners that now surrounded her.
"LITTLE MISS!" A couple voices yelled, as two men came rushing to her.

'The Lestrange brothers' Hermione thought, if they were there then that would mean, just as she thought this arms circled around her and her name was whispered by a raspy female voice.
"Hermione…you're here….."

Hope everyone likes it.

Also to clear things up…Hermione Just turned three in this fic, she is the same age as the Weasley Twins. X3 She is OLDER than Harry!

Again I hope everyone enjoyed the chapter! Tell me what you think of this so far! And NO I am not going to have A LOT of Azkaban chapters..there will be some time skips in here.