Don't Let Go
Hey guys sorry I havent updated in a bit, I've been kinda busy studing for exams which are in two days AH! Summer break is almost here! YES! lol Which means I will be updating more frequently! hears people claping and cheering Yes yes i kno :) yay!
Well Chapter 8 is kinda short and im sorry for that, i promise to make chapter 9 so long, it'll take ten days to read...well...maybe not that long but pretty long!
Disclaimer: Oh and by the way, looks in the mirror last time I checked im not J.K. so I dont own any characters!
ENJOY!
Chapter 8- A Nobody
Hermione stopped running when she reached the sign that said, "brook-fields" on it. That was what her neighborhood was called. She began walking the long stretch of road that was surrounded by woods that led into town. 'I can't believe I just did that…' Hermione thought as she smiled to herself wondering, 'I wonder how they'll react when they wake up and I'm not in my room…or downstairs…or anywhere.' She began to laugh just thinking about Jennifer rummaging around looking for the Hogwarts papers. Hermione looked up at the black sky and took in a deep breath. She felt a nice breeze forming which indicated that rain was coming. As she continued to walk she looked ahead and saw a car. 'Maybe they'll just go by' Hermione thought getting a little scared. The car slowed down and shined a light on Hermione. 'Shit, it's a bloody cop!' Without thinking, Hermione quickly started to run into the woods. She heard the siren go off. 'Shit...shit…shit…shit!'
"Come back here!" Yelled a voice behind her as Hermione ignored it and ran even faster. She could hear his footsteps getting closer to her. 'Shit…shit…shit!' She dogged trees and bushes yelling to herself, 'Shit! Shit! Shit!' She kept running until suddenly she was falling. She fell and tumbled down a grassy hill full of uprooted roots and rocks until she landed hard on the grass below. Hermione laid there for a good minute, her body ached. She wasn't sure if she should get up and try to hide or just lie there and get help. 'Come on Hermione! Get up! They'll take you back home where you'll never be able to go back to Hogwarts! Now…GET UP!' Hermione's inner self had persuaded her to get up despite the pain and find a hiding spot. It was dark and misty and Hermione couldn't see much except a big rock shaped into a rectangle. She decided to hide behind that and wait until the policeman left. She put her back to the rock and placed her backpack in between her legs. She stayed completely quiet and still. She heard a voice, which made her jump,
"Hello!" It was the policeman. He was up on the hill looking outward trying to look for her. After a couple of minutes the policeman gave up yelling, and went back into the woods. Hermione looked around the corner of the rock to see make sure the coast was clear, after waiting there a couple more minutes. With a sigh of relieve she got up and stretched. She tried looking at herself to see the damage from the fall but found it hard to since it was so dark. Hermione bent down to get a flashlight out when she looked up and stared dead at the rock. 'Oh my God…' The words stared back at Hermione saying,
Molly Hammer
Born August 5, 1905
Died March 14, 1930
Hermione, who was a litte freaked out, decided to grab her bag and run. She ran until she tripped on something. She turned around to see what it was she tripped on and found a rock shaped perfectly into a circle. She decided to pick it up and look at it and immediately regretted it when she read:
Infant Daughter
February 9, 1968
Hermione dropped the gravestone and slowly got up to take a good look around. The mist was going away which made it easier to see. She looked around and noticed that gravestones surrounded her. 'Of all the places, I had to fall into a graveyard!' Hermione thought, getting terrified. 'Ok Mione, calm down, just walk through and it and get to town.' After convincing herself that a graveyard was ok, Hermione started to walk through it carefully.
Every time Hermione would hear any noise at all even if she was the one who made it, she got scared and hurried her pace. Hermione looked around a little and found the cemetery to look familiar. She ignored the thought as she saw in the distance a gate that led to her freedom out of the cemetery. As she walked closer to it, the gate looked awfully familiar to her as well. She decided walked a little faster to get a good look of the gate. She saw that it was a tall, rusted bar gate that had a fence blocking the road from the cemetery. Hermione realized that she knew why the fence was so familiar. 'I'm in mum's cemetery…' Hermione thought as she turned around and looked at the cemetery. She began to walk around to find her mum's gravestone. She looked and looked until she found a large brown dirt pile, a couple of feet away from a big oak tree. She knew it was her mother's since it was freshly buried with the same yellow and purple flowers that were on top of the coffin. Hermione's mother's gravestone was beautifully made to perfection. It had designs of flowers on it surrounding the letters that read:
Lena Lynn Granger
Born: December 7, 1957
Died: June 10, 2006
A lovely Daughter, A Wonderful Wife, and A Devoted Mother.
Gone but not forgotten
Hermione bent down in front of the grave and carefully traced her mother's name with her finger. She let out a tear that rolled down her cheek and on to the dirt pile, which Hermione was now sitting on. She took off her backpack, reached into her pocket and pulled out the picture of her mother.
"Look mum…I have something for you." Hermione said, as she began to cry a little. "I thought I could give it to you so the world could see how wonderful you were." Hermione sobbed as she continued, "Mum, why didn't you tell me about daddy. You knew, you left me down here to suffer! Why did you leave me with him and that awful woman mummy why in the bloody hell did you leave!" A strike of lighting crossed the sky as Hermione cried even harder. The wind started to pick up as Hermione's hair blew back, and her eyes started dry up. "You left me…and now I have no one. No mother, no father, nobody, not even my friends. I'm an orphan; a nobody," Hermione said in a sob as she wiped her eyes. "It's ok though, I don't need anybody. I can take care of myself." She closed her eyes and took a deep breath and yelled, "YOU HEAR THAT GOD! YOU CAN HAVE HER! I DON'T NEED ANYONE!" Lighting stroke and the thunder rolled over Hermione as she felt tiny droplets of rain hit her heated face. She looked back at the grave and put the picture on top of the dirt, placing a rock to hold it there because of the wind. Suddenly she heard something behind her. Hermione quickly looked around and saw nothing except the big oak tree. Hermione took one more glance at the gravestone before standing up. She grabbed her bag and started to walk away from the grave. The rain had now started to fall lightly over her as she opened the gate and left the cemetery.
A figure behind the big oak tree came out from hiding wearing a black hoodie, black pants, and boots. The figure strolled up to the grave and read the words that stared back at. The person noticed the picture that Hermione had left and picked it up, while taking the hood off their head, and with a slight whisper the person said:
"Granger…"
ooooooo Who is it? Is it Volde-- I mean "He who must not be named" (...thats a fuckin long name), Is it Draco? Is it Bill? Who knows...but me hehehehehe im sorry. More will be revealed just keep reading
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Buki
