So I want to take this time to apologize to any French speakers, I used Google Translate for the prior chapter and I was advised, it didn't make sense I will in the future be calling on someone to help me. (Thanks to AllFredWeasley's and CooksMugooch for the offers!)

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It has been pointed out that I have bad grammar. I understand that my grammar is poor, I apologize. I read my story several times before posting it and use spell and grammar check in word but like all computer programs they have their limitations. At this time, I am not looking to enlist the help of a beta. I enjoy writing, I do this purely for a tension release and to get the stories out of me head. I hope despite this, you enjoy my story and continue to read it.

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She says, looking up to the ceiling when a loud thud comes from upstairs. "Ginny must be up there. I am going to talk to her. Go find your Mum. I might be a little while with her." With a concern looked George looks at her "I think it is time to tell my best friend what happened. If I can tell her, at least that is one more person who might get me. You made me realize, it doesn't make me weak to admit it."

"Weak is definitely something you are not." Pushing her towards the stairs, "Runaway now before I kiss you again and can't stop myself."

Walking up the stairs, "Ginny are you here?" she can hear movement in her room. Pushing the door open, she sees both Mrs. Weasley and Ginny digging something out of a closet. Clearing her throat, "Need any help?"

"Oh Hermione honey, I didn't hear you there. How are you doing?"

"Fine Molly, George is downstairs looking for you. Can I have a few minutes with Ginny?"

"Sure thing, but we need to get something's settled about your wedding, don't forget that."

"We were talking about that this morning, I will be down to talk about it all once I talk to Gin."

"Ok, that's fine dear." Walking out of the room, she hears Mrs. Weasley calling for George.

"So what is so important? Did you snog my brother?" Ginny is grinning, as she loves the chance to make her squirm. She always likes telling Hermione stories just to see how many colors her face would turn.

"Ginny! Really, can you not ask about that?" as she is turning a dark shade of crimson.

"You know, I am only teasing but you can tell me anything. You listened to enough about me and Harry, and he is like your brother." Sitting down on her bed, patting the spot next to her, "Come over here, what's going on?"

Laying on the bed and puts her head in the young woman's lap, "George and I were talking last night. I admitted something to him; that I need to tell others about as well. I just need to figure out the best way."

Ginny is playing with Hermione's hair as she always has. "Just out with it to me, nothing you say is going to upset me. You are my best friend and I love you no matter what."

Breathing deeply, "I need to tell you about what really happened when we were taken to the Malfoy Manor." Hermione tells the same story to Ginny that she had told George the night before. As she finished up, "So, I am trying to find some sort of comfort in myself again." Slowly she is lifting the sleeve of her jumper and watching Ginny's face as she does so, "But to find comfort I need, I know I need to be honest with those who love me." As Ginny is reaching out to lightly touch the scars on her best friends arm, looking at Hermione.

"Girl, why have you tried to deal with all of this by yourself?" It is sinking in what she has been told; Ginny is pulling her into a hug and kissing her cheek. "I would have done anything for you."

"I know but you and Harry were trying to make things work and actually Charlie and Bill helped me a lot. I am getting better, as weird as this sounds, George may actually be the best person to help me get over my issues." Laying her head on Gin's shoulder and Gin laying her head on Hermione's head. "I will talk to Harry soon too but I don't know about talking with Ron. You know how he can be toward me. I don't understand why he is still such a prat to me about things. I tried talking to him once and he blew me off, told me I had to get over things," Hermione's voice changes slightly, you can hear the anger in it. "But until then, please don't say anything about it," her voice softens again when she realizes that Ginny is giving her a look.

"You got my word" as Ginny agrees, the door opens.

"I hate to interrupt but Mum is driving me crazy with questions I have no idea how to answer. Flowers, colors, dresses," George is winkling his nose, "Girl stuff." He sits down on the other side of Hermione, "Feel better now?" Lacing his fingers in hers and rubbing her arm with his hand.

"Much. Let's go and answer those questions for your Mum." She stands up and turns "Thanks Gin. Love you." Giving her hug and walking out the door and heading to the kitchen.

George is starting to leave and looking at his sister "Thanks Gin, she needed to tell someone else. Let's just hope Ron stays on his best behavior, she has had a rough day and I don't know if she could take any attitude from him."

"I would do anything for her, so no thanks needed. Now get downstairs and help her plan a wedding with Mum. Or at least help keep Mum from driving Hermione crazy, you know how she can be." She smiles and shrugs, "Hermione has done so much for me and I know Harry is in debt to her as well."

As she is heading down stairs, she is pulling the arm of her sweater back down, "Molly? Where are you?" Walking into the kitchen, she sees why George was overwhelmed. All over the kitchen table are pictures, swatches, flowers and god knows what else. Hermione sighs and shakes her head, might as well get this over. "Molly, let's get started."

"Yes, dear, I want this to be your special day. George has already told me, whatever you want, you get." Molly is humming happily, "I am just so happy you are going to be my daughter in law. I was so worried when you and Ron didn't work out."

"I know Molly but we are definitely better friends then in a relationship. I am glad he found Luna, I didn't know if he would ever find someone he knew how to treat well. He is definitely different than the other boys." She is thinking to herself, he was never abusive; Molly would have killed him if he was but he wasn't the kindest with his words to her, as she is sitting next to Molly and settles into work. Several hours later, every possible detail of the wedding has been worked out. It will be at the Burrow, like all of the other siblings are planning, the last Saturday of September. Ginny and Fleur will be her attendants and she wants dark blue and dark green to be the colors. She is unsure of who will give her away, since her own father can't be there. Molly only cried a couple of times; Hermione is smiling as she is walking around the lake on the Weasley's property. She needs the fresh air right now to contemplate everything. She knows she is very lucky; she is marrying into her adoptive family. She settles down on the dock on the side of the lake that is currently in the sun, she is rolling up her pant legs and taking off her shoes and dangling her feet into the water. Listening as someone is approaching and turning to greet him. "I knew you would find me sooner or later, I needed to get out of the house for a bit."

"Well, Fleur monopolized your time today; I wanted to see how you were doing." As he is sitting down, bumping her with his shoulder and smiling. "I mean, George and I talked a lot today. I didn't know how much you meant to him. You told him about everything?"

"He deserved to know. I mean, what happens if I start screaming in the middle of the night and try to hex him." Kicking her feet up, splashing water around, "I don't want him to think I am mental." Leaning against Bill, "You are too good to me, you know that, you and Fleur and even Char, but don't tell him that. His head is too big some days as it is." Both of them are laughing as they hear Molly yelling from the house. Charlie has arrived with Amanda.

Offering her his hand to get up, pulling her up from the dock; almost throwing her. "You are getting too light Hermione, you need to eat more." Grabbing her around the waist and tossing her over his shoulder, she has learned to not pitch too much of a fit otherwise he just starts to tickle her. She never had any brothers but she is glad she has found the ones she has. They can hear all of the noise coming from the house and he letting her down, "Ready to face the chaos of another family dinner?" Before they can enter the house people start filing out into the garden.

There is talk and laughter filling the yard. Weaving through the people George is trying to find Hermione; he finds her laughing with Bill and Fleur. She is beautiful, her jeans are rolled to the knees, shoes and socks are in her hand, and her hair is in a messy ponytail, the laughter is making her cheeks rosy. Tossing her head back and lets out a great big belly laugh, shaking her whole body. Sneaking up behind her, he is putting his arm around her waist and pulling her close. Bill smiles at Fleur, whispering in her ear, she is looking at the couple and nodding her head. "Come on, Hermione, let's go meet Amanda." George leading the way, Hermione is walking behind him. Entering the circle of people around the new couple, they can hear her speaking. She has an American accent, she is also quite pretty, long blondish hair, big green eyes, slight build but taller than Charlie by a couple of inches. Charlie has his hand on her back; she is talking wildly with her hands about something on the dragon reserve. Hermione is in awe of this woman, she has Ron, Luna, Ginny, Harry, Fred and Angelina all enraptured, which takes a lot.

Stopping in mid-sentence "You," she is smiling at Hermione, "I remember you, I saw you at the reserve." Walking over to Hermione and George, "I wanted to meet you, after you left, you were all the talk. Everyone wanted to know who the beauty was that Charlie was entertaining." Hermione blushing as Amanda goes on, "He has told me about you, I am glad to finally have met you." Before Hermione can react, Amanda is hugging her with a bone crushing hug that would rival Molly. "Now I understand why he addressed his letters "Lovely"." Turning to Charlie, "I still think I should be a little jealous." She is winking at Hermione.

"Jealous of Hermione, why would anyone be jealous of her?" Ron is laughing. Every single pair of eyes around turning and looking at him like he is Fluffy the three headed dog. "I don't think you have the right girl but she isn't anything to be jealous of."

"Ron!" Ginny, Luna and every Weasley present yell.

"It's the truth, she can be a right pain and you all know it."

"I am sorry," Amanda says looking back and forth at Ron and Hermione, "I didn't mean to start anything, I just found one of your letters as a bookmark, at first I was worried I was breaking up a relationship but then he explained."

"Hermione and Charlie! What the hell Hermione, what kind of letters were you sending my brother? You didn't even know him, what were you trying at?" Ron asks getting angrier and angrier. He has had a temper with her in the past and they fought something fierce in school but since she had been with Luna he had been much more agreeable. "Wait, she visited you at the reserve? Charlie were you trying to shag her?" He is narrowing his eyes at his brother and there was an audible gasp.

"Ron, that is completely out of line." Charlie starting towards his brother with a menacing sound to his voice and Bill grabbing him before he can get there. At the same time George is starting across to him but Hermione is grabbing him. All others are gob smacked that Ron could even say anything like that.

"You miserable little git," from Hermione's mouth is stopping both George and Charlie. "He is like my brother. I could never fancy him like that, sorry Char."

"Char? Only family calls him Char, you are not his family!"

"What the hell is your problem Ron? I can call him whatever I damn well please. Just as he can call me whatever he wants." She is clenching her fists. "He has been there for me. I can tell him anything I need too, especially if I needed to talk about the war."

"You have Harry and I for that, we were there with you."

"No you weren't" her eyes narrowing at him "Not for it all."

"She never told them?" Bill whispering to Charlie, Charlie shook his head"

"Told us what?" looking at his brothers then back at Hermione, "Yes, we were! You really are mental, you know that. Always trying to make it sound like it was worse off than it really was. Anyways if you needed to talk you should have come to me or Harry, like I said we were there."

"Right because when I finally decided to come to you and asked if I could talk to you, what did you say? That's right; I needed to just get over it."

"Well you do, we all went through hell that year. All of us have moved on but you can't." Not noticing that they were being watched by everyone that was at the party plus Sirius, Tonks and Remus had just shown up. Walking out into the yard, looking around at everyone, their smiles dropping off their faces. "You just wanted more attention, you hated that everyone wanted to ask Harry or I questions about it and you were just left to the side. You had to make Bill and Charlie feel bad for you too." Looking at them and shaking his head, "I don't know what she said to you but I can't believe you fell for it."

Stepping closer to Ron, you could hear the energy in the young woman crackle. She pokes him in the chest, "Attention, do you even know me? Now you are basically calling me a liar too. Well, how about I give you a chance to hear the whole story now. To see what you would have said if I told you? Might as well, then you can hear it from Charlie and Bill too."

Against their better judgments, Charlie, Bill and George all step forward, "Hermione..?"

Whipping her head around and pointing at them, "No, I am sick of him treating me like I am worthless or crazy. He needs to hear this. He thinks he has all of the answers to my problems; let him hear what my issues are." They all step back, looking at each other. She is alive with anger, they have never seen her this mad. She is poking him hard enough he stumbles back a little. "Now, Ronald, oh wise one, tell me what you would have told me when I told, that I owe what little dignity I had left at that point in stage when we were taken. To none other than Lucius Malfoy because even though to him I am just a Mudblood to him, he stopped Scabior from raping me on the floor of the Malfoy Manor." Ron starting to pale, "And then because he was not able to satiate that need, Bellatrix allowed him to beat and kick me when I did not answer her questions about the Order and what we were doing in the forest. That was for the first few hours but that was too tame for Bellatrix and she became bored with that."

"Hermione…." Ron squeaking out.

"Wait, I haven't gotten to the best part yet." Hermione continues her rampage, letting the pent up emotions roll out of her, "You may remember a little of this, you probably heard my screams when she started using the Cruciatus Curse on me, until then I was able to keep from screaming. I fought it; I didn't want to give her the satisfaction of hearing me scream." Holding her head up "But that is something that I don't know if anyone could withstand. Still I kept our secrets but here is the part that keeps me up at night. How someone could find such joy in carving another person alive. So while she carved this in my arm," pulling her sleeve up, "then this in my stomach." Pulling her shirt up, "As always I thought about you two and everyone else I called family. What was going to happen to you? You tell me, how you would have helped me deal with that."

He was silent and looking like he was going to be sick, she is continuing, "So I am sorry, I trusted Charlie, Bill and Fleur with my secrets and guilt. When they met me I was already bleeding and broken, I didn't have to be anything to them, prove anything. They took me like I was. They healed me and stayed with me through my nightmares. I even broke Charlie's nose you idiot, while he was trying to help because I was in so much pain." She is shaking from all of the emotion she has and had flowing through her body. She is standing inches from him. "I still have nightmares that she is coming back for me. So when you come up with something, how I should deal with all of that, you let me know." Turning around, realizing how many people were now standing there. "I am sorry; you all had to hear that. I need to leave. Get some air." Saying softly, she is making her way through the people. Tossing Bill, Charlie and Fleur as she is passing them, squeezing their arms gently. Trying to say something to her George is stopped; putting her hand on his mouth. "Please, just let me have some time." Walking down towards the pond, she is breathing hard, trying not to cry.

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