Author Note: Okay so this is the second chapter, if the chapter heading makes no sense it's split up saying "When you're alone that's when ... The Madness Sets In," So it really says "When you're alone that's when the madness sets in!" But it was too long to write, so I figure to split it up.
Tainted Innocence: The Madness Sets In!
All of a sudden a bright burst of light flashed above her eyelids, and again, whatever it was the flickering light was getting unbearable. Shivering and wrenching her eye-lids open she saw white, all around her, white; vaguely wondering if she was dead and in heaven (though if she was there was no hope for poor Severus) she dismissed it because if it was heaven, she wouldn't be alone and in pain, no she was still on this god-forsaken earth, best wake up enough to find out where on the earth she was? Heck Hermione started to fear she wasn't even in England anymore, oh that would be dreadful. Familiarity washed over her, she was laying down, but where, where oh where? A bed, all white, where had she seen this before; of course, she was in Saint Mungo's… but where in Saint Mungo's and for a better question to get an answer to; why? Finding no answers on the roof, nor on the walls, she stood and felt dizzy, wondering how she got here, why she was here and why the hell nobody had stood up for her, Harry or Ron perhaps, of course they wouldn't care if she was apparently insane, her not doing their homework was insane enough. Harry was a good boy, but foolish, she wondered how long it would be until she finally went barmy in there. A knocking noise came from one of the walls and a woman wearing a black uniform with blue badges on the shirt shoulders came in. The woman's hair was red coming just to the end of her shoulders, in a low ponytail, "Are ya alright missy?"
"Ah, how come I'm in here? Why am I being locked up I'm not dangerous I just wanted to save the one I love!" Screamed Hermione, dangerously swaying on an emotional break-down.
"Calm down miss, please, I dun know why ya 'ere. Ya have been in here for a reason to save the community miss. Can't tell ya how long ya been in 'ere dough sorry Miss."
Can't tell how long been in here, can't tell how long been, can't tell how long, can't tell… can't Hermione's mind screamed and she groaned holding her head in pain, "Bloody voices, since when did I develop a conscience about everything. Bah, so what do I do? I can't be expected to just lay here all day I'll get fat, though not knowing the quality of food since I've been unconscious for… well god knows how long…"
"Ahhh, miss ya awake again!" That damned woman and her accent, Hermione glared at her and rolled over, "Come on now, we gotta do a scan, ya needa be in good health…"
"Why does it matter if I'm insane anyway?"
Hermione rolled back over, "Miss we gotta, ya goin' an' seein' the minister, he tinks we should kill all mad fellows, so we gotta do a scan miss!" The woman smiled, it had been about a week since Hermione woke up in Saint Mungo's, vaguely wondering about the world outside she asked, "What's your name?"
A surprised look fell on the woman's face but became cold again, "Miss, ya needent know dat. If ya must know ma name is Miranda, Miranda Myles." On Hermione's gasp she asked, "Ya don't know ma family do ya? A shame dey are, young miss, do ya even 'member ya own? Family? Name?"
Hermione smiled, "Of course I remember, a brilliant name. My family lives… in… err well… I mean to say. OH bugger it, but I still know who I am, I mean, my name is, Her… Her-my-nee… yes Her-my-nee G-r… G-r-a… oh… its useless isn't it? I really am insane…"
"To say you are insane means you must be sane enough to realise you aren't insane…" Miranda said, finishing her scans and then left the room through that damned door which just blended in with the rest of the white walls, white floor, white ceiling, white bed. White sink, white tap, white, white, white, white toilet, she wasn't pure, innocent, why put her in a room with white, she hated white, it was everything she wasn't, flawless, perfect, refined. "ARGH!" She screamed, it echoed off the white walls, haunting her, mocking her, breaking her pride in two, without warning Hermione broke down and cried, she sobbed for her family, her friends, Severus, she sobbed for the time wasted, she sobbed over all the white.