Chapter 6
Disclaimer: I do not own anything (songs, characters etc.) but the plot line. Uncle Snape belongs to Slytherin Girl and I have full permission to use it.
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"They are cracking master" a high-pitched voice squealed.
"I knew they would, how much time do you give them?"
"I'm not sure master. They are afraid that you will harm the ones they love but they are also afraid to show affection as that is against the oath they took"
"Ahh, and they should be. They are loyal to themselves, much like any Slytherin, yet they fear for each other. They will not leave because of that fear, though I'm not so sure about."
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Hermione flopped into bed and fell quickly into a sleep filled with dreams of the past. Things that she wished not to remember, but yet didn't want to forget.
~*~*~Dreams~*~*~
"Daddy?? What's wrong?" Hermione asked her father about a week and a half after the funeral.
"You killed you bitch! You took away my joy, now I'll take away yours"
Hermione doubled over in pain as soon as that first punch connected with her stomach. She felt another two blows to the head, and found the metalicy taste of blood rolling over her tongue.
She felt a knee connect with her stomach and she fell to the floor, pain rushing through her body as he started to kick her. She looked up at the man she called her father, and saw nothing but hate in his eyes.
"You were never mine and never will be mine" he turned around and left Hermione on the floor curled up in pain. She watched the door for a while before losing all consciousness.
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She turned around and let out a high-pitched scream. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN HERE MALFOY? DIDN'T YOU EVER HEAR FO KNOCKING?"
"Ever heard of locking a door? How the hell was I to know you were in here? I had no clue you were in here Granger and I had absolutely no way knowing!! So don't go blaming your forgetfulness on me!"
"Gee, I'm sorry. But incase you haven't noticed, you're not the one standing here almost completely naked! I don't have time to play whose fault was it? With you right now. So would you please be nice for once and get your sorry ass out of here now!!!!!"
"Granger, A) this is not my fault, B? I did notice and C) why don't you get out of here? You've already taken you shower and I need to take mine so I can get to the Great Hall before breakfast is over. So why don't YOU do ME a favor and move your ass out of here!"
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"Mia are you okay?" Harry asked with a worried look on his face.
"Yeah, Harry/ I'm fine, why?"
"Because you were laughing with then you suddenly went quiet and got a far off look on your face" Ron answered and Harry nodded in agreement, as if to say that's what I was gonna say.
"Yeah, Mia. I mean you're not the same Mia that we knew last year. You've changed and the warmth of your smile and laugh doesn't reach your eyes anymore. Also, your always wearing guys pants and are all in black."
"OMG!! You're kidding me right? I mean so I've changed, DEAL WITH IT!" she roared at the boys. "YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW ME WELL ENOUGH ANYMORE TO JUDGE ME AT ALL! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I WENT THROUGH THIS SUMMER, BUT THEN AGAIN, I WOULDN'T EXPECT YOUR LITTLE NAÏVE MINDS TO UNDERSTAND ANYWAY" with that she stormed out of the now silent Great Hall with everyone watching her.
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"I thought I told you to never come back!" Ryan Granger yelled. (AN: I don't remember if his name was ever mentioned so I'm just using this one okay?)
"I came back for my sister and to make sure that you never harm anyone ever again" Hermione looked into his eyes defiantly.
The first blow came to her stomach and the next to her head. He beat her again, one final time. She was beaten bloody, with many broken bones collapsed on the floor. He kicked her once more, than walked away again, as if deciding that she looked hurt enough
~*~*~End of Dreams~*~*~
Hermione woke up in a cold sweat. She hadn't shed a single tear that night, and had cried little since. That had taken place two days after grad, when she had decided to go and get her sister.
If it hadn't been for her uncle coming to pick her up and finding her on the floor, she would've died that night. Not that she would've minded at all. That had been the worst period of time in her life.
She got up out of the bed and stumbled out to the kitchen to get a glass of water. She saw someone out of the corner of her eye in the living room. She heard voices, quietly closed the kitchen door and crept over to the corner of the wall the separated the two rooms.
She was about to come around when she heard the talking start again. It took her a second but she quickly realized that it was Ginny and Padma talking. She turned to back to bed when she heard them talking, and her name seemed to be mentioned several times.
"Gin, do think she's ok? I mean I've seen her pull away before but this is getting pretty bad"
"I know, but you know Mia, she wont let you help at all. She can take care of herself; she doesn't want anyone ever helping her. She's been this way forever but its been getting progressively worse, ever since the end of seventh year"
"All I want to do is help her. I mean don't you ever hear her screaming at night? It can be anything, but the most common things I hear are her screaming at her dad, her screaming at Harry or Ron and most of all, she seems to be saying Draco's name a lot. I'm really worried about her. And did you hear her and Snape talking yesterday? Apparently the meeting turned out to be with Draco"
"Yeah I heard that. And I really wish that she would patch things up with at least Ron. I mean I hate having to talk to my own brother behind her back just because she refuses to talk to him. I mean I know that she loves me as much as I love her but he's my brother for god sakes, I shouldn't have to sneak around to see him and I see Harry quite often to because he's living at the house, though I would never dare tell Mia she would flip!"
"I know that you wish she would patch it up with them, but we've known since that year that it was over for the Golden Trio. Also, you know Mia, she'll never admit that she could've been wrong, I mean she's just to stubborn"
Hermione felt something hot pricking at the back of her eyes. It was a feeling that she was almost never cursed with. She was getting ready to cry. These were her best friends and they were talking about her behind her back instead of to her face, like she preferred. She hated when people talked about her behind her back because it showed that they were weak, afraid.
"But you don't understand fully Padma, she doesn't hate your sibling or her best friend. She hates mine, and they want nothing more than to have her back but she wont swallow her pride and admit that she was wrong for once in her life"
"So that's what you bloody think of me??" Hermione shrieked coming around the corner.
"Mia!" Ginny's eyes grew wide. "How much did you hear exactly?"
"Enough" Hermione snarled. "It's nice to know that you guys are such good friends" she spun on her heel and headed for the door. But right before she left she shouted back "Oh, and just so you know that friendship was over the beginning of sixth year, just none of us had the guts to call it off. Why, I don't know exactly, you'd have to ask your darling (to which she rolled her eyes) older brother"
With that the door slammed behind her and she ran down the hallway, down the stairs, through the door and out into the brisk night air. It was sprinkling out, and she wanted nothing more then to just run. Run from the hell that had infested itself around her in the last five years.
She wanted nothing more than to go back to seventh year and relive that year. It may have been a painful year but it had been one of her best. She had felt more loved than she ever had in her life and she desperately missed that.
She walked for hours and she could feel the tears streaming down her face. Tears that she never shed for her love. Tears never shed for her mother. For the friends that she lost, for the years that she spent hiding. Tears never shed for anything that had messed up her life entirely. Sure there were the few tears and freak-outs but they never really helped her. They were of anger at the time, not mourning.
It wasn't until sunrise that she realized just how long she had been walking. She looked at her watch and saw that she had a few hours before she had to be at work. She shuddered at the thought. Going to work meant having Malfoy there, the last person she needed.
She had owled him when they got home from dinner last night, letting him know that he had gotten the job. She had swallowed all past arguments just for those few moments that it had taken to write that letter.
She wanted nothing more than to never see him again but she had yet to find someone else that was equally as qualified for the job and lord knows she had looked.
Hermione spotted a little café on the corner and went in a got a cup of French vanilla flavored coffee. She walked back outside and noticed that she was about 50 kilometers from home (A/N: sorry but I'm not sure how many miles this is). Not overly far but farther than the average person could walk.
She decided to just walk around not really feeling like going home or arriving at work early. Besides, despite all the walking she had down, she still had loads of energy. She just walked aimlessly for the remaining time, then transfigured her clothes and apparated to the office to start her hellish day.
Little did she know, a certain someone had had their eye on her since she left her house and knew everything that had taken place. Hermione was finally at a breaking point. . and she was right where He wanted her.
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I'm SOOOOOO Sorry this is like a week late and I'm sure you all hate me but I swear it has good reason! Firstly a close family member just had surgery and I have been unable to have any time at the computer. And second I've had 2-3hours of homework a night on average if not more! So please realize this was not my fault, but I swear that this turned out better than the original half from two weeks ago!
Please let me know what you think, and I'll try to hurry with the next chapter. If its going to take this long ever again I promise that I'll let you know immediately but don't expect it before Sunday September 28 at the very earliest!
Also thank you so much to all reviewers and patient readers. Again I apologize and I hope that this chapter was worth the wait!
Pure Mudblood
Disclaimer: I do not own anything (songs, characters etc.) but the plot line. Uncle Snape belongs to Slytherin Girl and I have full permission to use it.
~*~*~*~*~
"They are cracking master" a high-pitched voice squealed.
"I knew they would, how much time do you give them?"
"I'm not sure master. They are afraid that you will harm the ones they love but they are also afraid to show affection as that is against the oath they took"
"Ahh, and they should be. They are loyal to themselves, much like any Slytherin, yet they fear for each other. They will not leave because of that fear, though I'm not so sure about."
~*~*~*~*~
Hermione flopped into bed and fell quickly into a sleep filled with dreams of the past. Things that she wished not to remember, but yet didn't want to forget.
~*~*~Dreams~*~*~
"Daddy?? What's wrong?" Hermione asked her father about a week and a half after the funeral.
"You killed you bitch! You took away my joy, now I'll take away yours"
Hermione doubled over in pain as soon as that first punch connected with her stomach. She felt another two blows to the head, and found the metalicy taste of blood rolling over her tongue.
She felt a knee connect with her stomach and she fell to the floor, pain rushing through her body as he started to kick her. She looked up at the man she called her father, and saw nothing but hate in his eyes.
"You were never mine and never will be mine" he turned around and left Hermione on the floor curled up in pain. She watched the door for a while before losing all consciousness.
~*~*~
She turned around and let out a high-pitched scream. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN HERE MALFOY? DIDN'T YOU EVER HEAR FO KNOCKING?"
"Ever heard of locking a door? How the hell was I to know you were in here? I had no clue you were in here Granger and I had absolutely no way knowing!! So don't go blaming your forgetfulness on me!"
"Gee, I'm sorry. But incase you haven't noticed, you're not the one standing here almost completely naked! I don't have time to play whose fault was it? With you right now. So would you please be nice for once and get your sorry ass out of here now!!!!!"
"Granger, A) this is not my fault, B? I did notice and C) why don't you get out of here? You've already taken you shower and I need to take mine so I can get to the Great Hall before breakfast is over. So why don't YOU do ME a favor and move your ass out of here!"
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"Mia are you okay?" Harry asked with a worried look on his face.
"Yeah, Harry/ I'm fine, why?"
"Because you were laughing with then you suddenly went quiet and got a far off look on your face" Ron answered and Harry nodded in agreement, as if to say that's what I was gonna say.
"Yeah, Mia. I mean you're not the same Mia that we knew last year. You've changed and the warmth of your smile and laugh doesn't reach your eyes anymore. Also, your always wearing guys pants and are all in black."
"OMG!! You're kidding me right? I mean so I've changed, DEAL WITH IT!" she roared at the boys. "YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW ME WELL ENOUGH ANYMORE TO JUDGE ME AT ALL! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I WENT THROUGH THIS SUMMER, BUT THEN AGAIN, I WOULDN'T EXPECT YOUR LITTLE NAÏVE MINDS TO UNDERSTAND ANYWAY" with that she stormed out of the now silent Great Hall with everyone watching her.
~*~*~
"I thought I told you to never come back!" Ryan Granger yelled. (AN: I don't remember if his name was ever mentioned so I'm just using this one okay?)
"I came back for my sister and to make sure that you never harm anyone ever again" Hermione looked into his eyes defiantly.
The first blow came to her stomach and the next to her head. He beat her again, one final time. She was beaten bloody, with many broken bones collapsed on the floor. He kicked her once more, than walked away again, as if deciding that she looked hurt enough
~*~*~End of Dreams~*~*~
Hermione woke up in a cold sweat. She hadn't shed a single tear that night, and had cried little since. That had taken place two days after grad, when she had decided to go and get her sister.
If it hadn't been for her uncle coming to pick her up and finding her on the floor, she would've died that night. Not that she would've minded at all. That had been the worst period of time in her life.
She got up out of the bed and stumbled out to the kitchen to get a glass of water. She saw someone out of the corner of her eye in the living room. She heard voices, quietly closed the kitchen door and crept over to the corner of the wall the separated the two rooms.
She was about to come around when she heard the talking start again. It took her a second but she quickly realized that it was Ginny and Padma talking. She turned to back to bed when she heard them talking, and her name seemed to be mentioned several times.
"Gin, do think she's ok? I mean I've seen her pull away before but this is getting pretty bad"
"I know, but you know Mia, she wont let you help at all. She can take care of herself; she doesn't want anyone ever helping her. She's been this way forever but its been getting progressively worse, ever since the end of seventh year"
"All I want to do is help her. I mean don't you ever hear her screaming at night? It can be anything, but the most common things I hear are her screaming at her dad, her screaming at Harry or Ron and most of all, she seems to be saying Draco's name a lot. I'm really worried about her. And did you hear her and Snape talking yesterday? Apparently the meeting turned out to be with Draco"
"Yeah I heard that. And I really wish that she would patch things up with at least Ron. I mean I hate having to talk to my own brother behind her back just because she refuses to talk to him. I mean I know that she loves me as much as I love her but he's my brother for god sakes, I shouldn't have to sneak around to see him and I see Harry quite often to because he's living at the house, though I would never dare tell Mia she would flip!"
"I know that you wish she would patch it up with them, but we've known since that year that it was over for the Golden Trio. Also, you know Mia, she'll never admit that she could've been wrong, I mean she's just to stubborn"
Hermione felt something hot pricking at the back of her eyes. It was a feeling that she was almost never cursed with. She was getting ready to cry. These were her best friends and they were talking about her behind her back instead of to her face, like she preferred. She hated when people talked about her behind her back because it showed that they were weak, afraid.
"But you don't understand fully Padma, she doesn't hate your sibling or her best friend. She hates mine, and they want nothing more than to have her back but she wont swallow her pride and admit that she was wrong for once in her life"
"So that's what you bloody think of me??" Hermione shrieked coming around the corner.
"Mia!" Ginny's eyes grew wide. "How much did you hear exactly?"
"Enough" Hermione snarled. "It's nice to know that you guys are such good friends" she spun on her heel and headed for the door. But right before she left she shouted back "Oh, and just so you know that friendship was over the beginning of sixth year, just none of us had the guts to call it off. Why, I don't know exactly, you'd have to ask your darling (to which she rolled her eyes) older brother"
With that the door slammed behind her and she ran down the hallway, down the stairs, through the door and out into the brisk night air. It was sprinkling out, and she wanted nothing more then to just run. Run from the hell that had infested itself around her in the last five years.
She wanted nothing more than to go back to seventh year and relive that year. It may have been a painful year but it had been one of her best. She had felt more loved than she ever had in her life and she desperately missed that.
She walked for hours and she could feel the tears streaming down her face. Tears that she never shed for her love. Tears never shed for her mother. For the friends that she lost, for the years that she spent hiding. Tears never shed for anything that had messed up her life entirely. Sure there were the few tears and freak-outs but they never really helped her. They were of anger at the time, not mourning.
It wasn't until sunrise that she realized just how long she had been walking. She looked at her watch and saw that she had a few hours before she had to be at work. She shuddered at the thought. Going to work meant having Malfoy there, the last person she needed.
She had owled him when they got home from dinner last night, letting him know that he had gotten the job. She had swallowed all past arguments just for those few moments that it had taken to write that letter.
She wanted nothing more than to never see him again but she had yet to find someone else that was equally as qualified for the job and lord knows she had looked.
Hermione spotted a little café on the corner and went in a got a cup of French vanilla flavored coffee. She walked back outside and noticed that she was about 50 kilometers from home (A/N: sorry but I'm not sure how many miles this is). Not overly far but farther than the average person could walk.
She decided to just walk around not really feeling like going home or arriving at work early. Besides, despite all the walking she had down, she still had loads of energy. She just walked aimlessly for the remaining time, then transfigured her clothes and apparated to the office to start her hellish day.
Little did she know, a certain someone had had their eye on her since she left her house and knew everything that had taken place. Hermione was finally at a breaking point. . and she was right where He wanted her.
~*~*~*~*~
I'm SOOOOOO Sorry this is like a week late and I'm sure you all hate me but I swear it has good reason! Firstly a close family member just had surgery and I have been unable to have any time at the computer. And second I've had 2-3hours of homework a night on average if not more! So please realize this was not my fault, but I swear that this turned out better than the original half from two weeks ago!
Please let me know what you think, and I'll try to hurry with the next chapter. If its going to take this long ever again I promise that I'll let you know immediately but don't expect it before Sunday September 28 at the very earliest!
Also thank you so much to all reviewers and patient readers. Again I apologize and I hope that this chapter was worth the wait!
Pure Mudblood