Authors Note: YAY! Most of the reviews last time were good so I continue. Also if you don't like sad fics, and you don't think it's realistic, don't read. It's going to get even sadder in upcoming chapters…and I won't tell you if it ends happily or not.
Disclaimer: All belongs to J.K. Rowling!
"You are worthless, you are fat, you are ugly, no one will ever love you" Hermione heard her father's voice yell at her in her sleep. She tossed and turned in her bed as his voice haunted her. Finally she opened her eyes and found herself in a cold sweat. She began to cry, realizing no matter where she went he would haunt her.
"Hermione? Hermione what's wrong?" Ginny asked with a yawn.
"Uh nothing, just a bad dream" Hermione told her.
"There's something wrong with Hermione" Ginny told Ron and Harry the next day in the Gryffindor common room while Hermione was in the library.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked
"I woke up last night and heard her crying, I asked her what was wrong and she told me it was just a dream, but I think it's more. I saw her arms while she was changing her shirt for bed and they were covered in bruises." Ginny told them.
"There's something definitely different about her. Remember when we saw her with Draco yesterday? She looked like she had been crying then too." Ron said.
"Lets just keep an eye on her, make sure she's alright." Harry said and the others agreed.
Hermione sat down in the library waiting for Draco. He had told her to me him there the day before after the feast. She didn't want to, but she finally agreed. She looked at her watch, he was running late.
"Hermione" Draco said when he arrived and she waved for him to come to the back of the library where she was sitting. He sat down next to her and touched her face. She had removed the bruises on her face with a potion the night before. She only had had enough of the potion for her face though so she was wearing a long sleeve shirt and long pants even though it was very hot outside.
"You should read this book, it's excellent" Hermione said trying to distract Draco from what he would obviously wish to discuss. It didn't work.
"Hermione…" he said softly cupping her face in his hands forcing her to look into his eyes. He took her arm and rolled up her sleeve revealing more bruises, he had guessed correctly in thinking they would not only be on her face. Hermione pushed his hand away and rolled her sleeve back down.
He looked into her eyes for a moment, then finally asked, "Who?"
Hermione took a few deep breaths, then whispered as if it hurt to tell, "My father" Then Hermione's breath started coming fast, she had finally revealed her deepest secret, and she felt both relieved and worried at the same time.
Draco stroked her face and asked, "How come you never told anyone?"
She stared at him, "What so that they could report him, only to have him make my life worse. I would lose the little sleep I get, he'd have me up all night screaming at me." She said.
"Is that why you froze when I yelled at you yesterday? Because he does that a lot?" he asked his eyes full of pity and concern.
Hermione only nodded, then her face turned serious "You cannot tell anyone about this. I've lasted this long with my secret, I want to last until I leave Hogwarts," she said.
"What, so you can go home again next summer, and have him hurt you again?" he asked angrily
Hermione smiled sadly, "I've lasted this long haven't I? One more summer won't make a difference."
"You're acting as if it's normal!" Draco said, but he was careful not to shout.
Hermione remained quiet for a second, then finally said, "It is for me"
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