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She fell to the ground from the strong force. Draco was standing above her, hand raised.
"Not again..please..no.." Hermione said weakly. She tried to get up, but she was too weak. Draco grabbed Hermione by the arm and dragged her into a small room. This room use to be a pearly white, but now it was dirty and specs of blood here and there. He threw her against the wall, and locket the door. Hermione started to cry. She thought she would be use to the beatings by now, since it's been happining for 3 years now. Shaking, she got up and went to the door. It was definatly locked. Her life has been a living hell since her marrige to Draco, on June 23. He was a loving, sweet, gentle guy back then, but now he was a uncaring, mean, tough guy who beat her about 5 times a day. Some for no reason what-so-ever. Hermione fell to the ground. She wanted to send a plead for help to Ron. Harry, on the other hand, had been out of touch since her wedding. She curled up in a ball and fell asleep.
The next day, Hermione awoke with the sound of an unlocking of a door. She knew not to get out right away, but wait for him to go to work. 2 hours later, she heard the door close, and she quietly left the room. Before she could do anything, a small owl flew through an open window, and into the wall. Instantly, she knew it was Ron's owl.
Dear 'Mione,
How've you been? I haven't hear from you for a while, you ok? How's your..marriage going? I really do hope you are ok, 'Mione. If anythings wrong, you can tell me. Either in letters o you can come and tell me. Please answer back, 'Mione. Please.
Love, Ron
Love? That ment something, didn't it? I have to go see him, I need to talk to him. I need him to comfort me and I need a shoulder to cry on. Hermione's mind was buzzing. She grabbed her wand from the table and appaperated to Ron's front door. She took a deep breath and knocked. The door opened, and a tall, red headed, blue eyed, man stood before her. It was Ron.
"Hermione?" he asked. "Is that really you?? You look so different! Come on in!" and he let her through.
"Ron," Hermione said, sitting on his couch, "I got your mail today. I do need to talk to you, really bad."
"That's what I'm here for, 'Mione," Ron smiled his warm smile. Every time he smiled, it made her melt. It worked once again, but she got to the subject.
"It's about Draco and me," She said, "He's been. . .abusive." Ron's face went into a deep conerned look.
"What that git do to you, 'Mione?" he said, and Hermione knew he was angry at Draco. She pulled her sleeves up and showed him the bruises, and the cuts. Finally, she showed him her worst one yet. The biggest bruise on her leg. It was the size of a cd, and it was a greenish-red color. Hermione looked up at Ron. His eyes were wide open, then he started to get up.
"That little piece of crap! I'll get him for this one," he started to go towards the door. "Ron! No, please, don't! Please!" Hermione yelled.
"Bloody hell, Hermione! Why not? He hurt you, and now I'm going to hurt him," he said, very angry. Hermione touched his clenched fist. It made him calm down and relaxed. The only one so far that could control his anger was Hermione. He sighed and sat down next to Hermione.
"I'm going to settle this myself, but. . ." she said, nervously, "could you come with? In case something goes wrong?"
"Of course I will! Anything for you Hermione," Ron said, full of life. They stared at each other in the eye. Slowly, they bent forward and kissed each other. It was a beautiful kiss Hermione ever got. A powerful kiss, and a passionate kiss. After what seemed 10 minutes, they pulled away, and left to find Draco at home.
Like it? I know, I just put my 4th story on an hour ago, but I couldn't wait 4 this. Keep checkin' 4 my next chapter! Plz review!!! Btw, none of these characters are mine, so don't sue me.
P.S
This Story was inspired by the song "Hero" but I can't exactly spell the singer's name, BUT Jennifer Love Hewitt was in the video. But it also goes with the song Through the Rain by Mariah Carey. And I LOVED your fic, L James. It makes you stop and think about how Anna felt when she was at the garden. Reminded me of a cloudy, rainy fall, or spring day, like now, but no snow, lol. It felt like I was IN her. Could feel her feelings. Amazing thing that is, so you *are* a great writer
She fell to the ground from the strong force. Draco was standing above her, hand raised.
"Not again..please..no.." Hermione said weakly. She tried to get up, but she was too weak. Draco grabbed Hermione by the arm and dragged her into a small room. This room use to be a pearly white, but now it was dirty and specs of blood here and there. He threw her against the wall, and locket the door. Hermione started to cry. She thought she would be use to the beatings by now, since it's been happining for 3 years now. Shaking, she got up and went to the door. It was definatly locked. Her life has been a living hell since her marrige to Draco, on June 23. He was a loving, sweet, gentle guy back then, but now he was a uncaring, mean, tough guy who beat her about 5 times a day. Some for no reason what-so-ever. Hermione fell to the ground. She wanted to send a plead for help to Ron. Harry, on the other hand, had been out of touch since her wedding. She curled up in a ball and fell asleep.
The next day, Hermione awoke with the sound of an unlocking of a door. She knew not to get out right away, but wait for him to go to work. 2 hours later, she heard the door close, and she quietly left the room. Before she could do anything, a small owl flew through an open window, and into the wall. Instantly, she knew it was Ron's owl.
Dear 'Mione,
How've you been? I haven't hear from you for a while, you ok? How's your..marriage going? I really do hope you are ok, 'Mione. If anythings wrong, you can tell me. Either in letters o you can come and tell me. Please answer back, 'Mione. Please.
Love, Ron
Love? That ment something, didn't it? I have to go see him, I need to talk to him. I need him to comfort me and I need a shoulder to cry on. Hermione's mind was buzzing. She grabbed her wand from the table and appaperated to Ron's front door. She took a deep breath and knocked. The door opened, and a tall, red headed, blue eyed, man stood before her. It was Ron.
"Hermione?" he asked. "Is that really you?? You look so different! Come on in!" and he let her through.
"Ron," Hermione said, sitting on his couch, "I got your mail today. I do need to talk to you, really bad."
"That's what I'm here for, 'Mione," Ron smiled his warm smile. Every time he smiled, it made her melt. It worked once again, but she got to the subject.
"It's about Draco and me," She said, "He's been. . .abusive." Ron's face went into a deep conerned look.
"What that git do to you, 'Mione?" he said, and Hermione knew he was angry at Draco. She pulled her sleeves up and showed him the bruises, and the cuts. Finally, she showed him her worst one yet. The biggest bruise on her leg. It was the size of a cd, and it was a greenish-red color. Hermione looked up at Ron. His eyes were wide open, then he started to get up.
"That little piece of crap! I'll get him for this one," he started to go towards the door. "Ron! No, please, don't! Please!" Hermione yelled.
"Bloody hell, Hermione! Why not? He hurt you, and now I'm going to hurt him," he said, very angry. Hermione touched his clenched fist. It made him calm down and relaxed. The only one so far that could control his anger was Hermione. He sighed and sat down next to Hermione.
"I'm going to settle this myself, but. . ." she said, nervously, "could you come with? In case something goes wrong?"
"Of course I will! Anything for you Hermione," Ron said, full of life. They stared at each other in the eye. Slowly, they bent forward and kissed each other. It was a beautiful kiss Hermione ever got. A powerful kiss, and a passionate kiss. After what seemed 10 minutes, they pulled away, and left to find Draco at home.
Like it? I know, I just put my 4th story on an hour ago, but I couldn't wait 4 this. Keep checkin' 4 my next chapter! Plz review!!! Btw, none of these characters are mine, so don't sue me.
P.S
This Story was inspired by the song "Hero" but I can't exactly spell the singer's name, BUT Jennifer Love Hewitt was in the video. But it also goes with the song Through the Rain by Mariah Carey. And I LOVED your fic, L James. It makes you stop and think about how Anna felt when she was at the garden. Reminded me of a cloudy, rainy fall, or spring day, like now, but no snow, lol. It felt like I was IN her. Could feel her feelings. Amazing thing that is, so you *are* a great writer