Okay I really love this fanfic its coming along really well.
"Why didn't you ever tell me about that?" asked Ginny stoking the bushy hair out of her friend's face. She really wanted to tell her best friend's, but she was truly afraid to tell them her darkest secret. She can remember when she was about sixteen she would have vivid dreams, well memories of her darkest hours and now they were coming back. She would wake up so scared she would check her room to make sure he wasn't there. After her search was at an end she would sit on the foot of her bed and cry till she was physically sick. That was almost worst than it actually happening. To relive something so horrible night after night it was a true hell. She leaned into Ginny resting her head against her shoulder. The ginger haired Gryffindor rubbed her back.
"What did you hear?" asked Hermione moving away from the bathroom floor and walking to sit on the toilet.
"Well I heard, Stop, please, don't, that hurts, and then just screaming and crying," said Ginny kneeling down to her best friend. She had a pretty good guess what happened but wanted to make sure. The bathroom was empty; the only sound was a dripping faucet to the left of the stalls. Hermione rested her elbows on her knees putting her face between her hands. Tears started to stream down her face. She sucked in as much air as possible and sighed.
"Okay, Ginny I really wanted to tell you but, I just couldn't bring myself to say anything. It hurts so bad just to even think about it, why do you think I drown myself in schoolwork," said Hermione tears dripping off her small hands. Ginny reached for her best friend and hugged her tightly. The bathroom windows were allowing the sunset to creep over the stalls.
"Okay, Ginny when I was seven there was this neighbor called Peter," she shudder after saying his name. Ginny took Hermione's hand in hers and comforted her. Hermione sucked in a huge breath of air. She shifted her weight to the other side of the toilet.
"You can do it; you can trust me with your secret," Ginny said feeling tears start to brim around her light brown eyes. Hermione didn't continue with her story, for two girls walked into the bathroom.
"Hey, Hermione... Ginny… are you okay?" asked Lavender and Parvati at the same time. Ginny turned to Hermione telling her where she can find her.
"Meet me in the prefects' bathroom okay?" whispered Ginny, Hermione nodded.
"What's the matter," asked Lavender walking to the stall that Ginny and Hermione were in.
"Yeah, we are okay, Ron was just being a git again," said Ginny walking to the dripping faucet and washing her hands and exiting the bathroom. Hermione lifted herself off the toilet. Making her way to the sink she could feel Lavender staring at her as she washed her hands.
"It's okay Lavender, Ron will apologize soon enough," She said a thick lather of soap on her hands. Lavender turned her gaze upon Parvati. They started to chat about something that was completely out of earshot for Hermione. The bushy haired Gryffindor made her way out of the bathroom. Ginny was sitting on her bed.
"Okay the prefects at 9:00 that's about two hours from now," said Ginny moving off of Hermione's bed. Hermione nodded, she reached for her clothes and dress at a slow speed.
"Hey Ginny let's head down to the Great Hall for dinner," said Hermione forcing a smile and adjusting her robes. Ginny knew that it was a fake smile but didn't say anything and left with Hermione. Ginny stood next to Hermione as they exited the dormitory.
"Hey, Hermione, Lavender told us you were sleeping, are you okay?" asked Harry patting her on the shoulder. Hermione clutched her robes between her hands.
"Yeah, I was just tried, you know late night studying," said Hermione laughing a little.
At the Great Hall, students were stuffing their faces but Hermione's mind was somewhere else.
With everything going on Hermione just stared at her plate full of chicken pie. Ron and Harry glanced over at Hermione ever so often. They muttered softly to one another asking each other if she was okay. Ron only told what he knew. Hermione started to think about her dreams, she clutched the benched seat. Tears started to fall into her pie. Ginny turned her attention to Hermione; she reached to her patting her on the back.
"Its okay don't worry about it," said Ginny as if talking to a five year old.
"I can't forget about what he has done to me, I can't stop thinking about it. Especially the fact that he gets out of prison in two months," Hermione whispered, she quickly grabbed the bottom of her robes and raced out of the Great Hall. Ginny followed her out of the Great Hall. Ron and Harry looked at each other in shock trying to think why she was crying.
Hermione was about to sprint up the stair to the Gryffindor common room.
"Hermione, wait, stop," said Ginny chasing after her. Hermione collapsed into the railing crying profusely. She grasped the bars of the railing crying into them. Some of the students that finished their meals early were staring at her in awe. The bookworm of Gryffindor, the know-it all, was having a breakdown in front of one third of the school. The stone steps were cold to the bare flesh. The sun was completely gone and the lights of lanterns and candles illuminated the staircase. The students started to chat among themselves. She released her grasp on the bars and pulled her knees to her chest.
"Let's go to the prefects' bathroom," Ginny helped Hermione of the cold stone staircase.
"Ron are you okay," said Harry looking at him intently. Ron put his elbows on the table staring at his plate full of pie.
"Yea, it's just Hermione, I think something bad happened to her," said Ron abandoning his plate full of food, pushing it to the side.
"Well I don't know what to say, if something is bothering her she would have told us," said Harry reassuring his best friend.
Hermione was being pulled into the prefects' bathroom.
"Okay, Hermione tell me, you will feel better if you get it off your chest," said Ginny leaning into door. Hermione pulled out her wand and muttered a locking and silencing spell. Hermione pulled off her robes and rolled up her pant legs making her way to the bathtub.
"Okay, when I was seven my neighbor babysat me," she didn't say his name. His name almost had the same effect on her as if she was saying Lord Voldemort. She put her feet into the bathtub resting them on the marble steps. Ginny did the same and sat next to her.
"The first time he babysat me, he acted so friendly, but that was a huge lie," she shifted as she started to think of the events of her childhood. Tears started to fall hitting the water making the still water ripple. Ginny pulled her close rocking her back and forth comforting her closest friend.
"He asked me about school, you are not going to believe this, but I was the dumbest kid in class," said Hermione a little smile crossing her lips. Ginny smiled a little, she let her grasp from her friend ease and returned her hands to her sides.
"Well, he started to tickle me…" Hermione took a deep breath, "…and then after that he…he molested me," said Hermione crying hard into her hands. Ginny once again pulled her close hugging her tightly.
"It hurt so bad, I can remember crying for my mum, and kicking, he would just stuff a sock in my mouth to shut me up," she said, Her attention was on a bathroom door. She could have sworn she saw a pair of feet.
"It's okay, he can't hurt you," said Ginny rocking her friend back and forth. Her best friend went through something so horrific. All of a sudden one of the stall doors swung open. Ginny glared at the door expecting Moaning Myrtle. Luna stepped out of the stall, staring at Hermione with tears in her eyes.
"Luna what are you doing in here," said Hermione gasping through tears. She knew that she saw a person but wasn't expecting Luna. Her eyes were filled with tears and her book was clasped in her hands.
"I was reading my book, this place is the most serene place to read a good book," said Luna with tears running down her face. Ginny looked at Luna's eyes seeing they were red and puffy.
"Luna why are you crying," said Ginny standing up and wiping her feet dry from all of the water.
Luna clutched her robes, knotting them in the process. She walked over to the two girls. Luna looked like she was about to go into a breakdown. She was shaking.
"I can relate with Hermione, my dad's half brother did the same thing to me," said Luna collapsing next to Hermione. The bathroom was silent no one said a word.
"What did they do to him," asked Hermione holding Luna's hand. Luna's blond hair was covering her face and her dreamlike eyes brimming with fresh tears.
"Nothing, my dad, still thinks that he is family and not a child molester," said Luna her face losing its dream charm.
"You know many people can relate to you," said Luna reassuring Hermione. Hermione always felt like she was the only one. All alone in the world, feeling like she would never get over this terrible experience.
"Who else?" asked Ginny drying off her legs as she lay on the bathrooms' tiled floor. The room was quiet except for the sound of water draining away.
Luna looked around as if wondering anyone else was there.
"Draco,"
I hope you enjoyed that. I will update as soon as I can but I have work so I don't know if it will be too soon. I need help should I make this a Ron and Hermione ship or a Draco and Hermione ship. I will take a voting poll if you review leave you vote.