A/N So here starts an new story… I'm stuck when it gets to the other one! Help! Anyway, hope you enjoy this one!

She sank down onto the couch, her eyes smarting and her cheek stinging. His words rang in her ears:

"You no good, lousy bitch! You're good for nothing; you can't do anything!"

Tom, her boyfriend she had met at her job at the ministry had come home drunk again, slurring his speech. But this time he had gone to far. Stumbling into the apartment, he brought with him a young floosy. She had watched him beat her with a smirk on her face. Then the two of them left, leaving her on the floor, clutching her sides and blood streaming down her face from a scratch.

Thinking back on it made her start to sob again. Steadying her breath, she picked up the phone and automatically dialed her best friend's number.

"What the hell does anyone want at 2 A.M.?" a voice answered sleepily.

"Harry? He…he.." she tried to choke out the words, but couldn't bring herself to say them. Deep down she was still in love with Tom and wanted to believe he was perfect.

"He came home drunk and beat you again, didn't he, that son of a bitch! I'm gonna kill him! I'm coming over right now. And I'm getting Ron."

"Oh no you…" she tried to tell him not to but he had already hung up the phone. Thankful for her best friends, she sank back into the plush of the cushions.

Ten minutes later Harry and Ron came hurrying out of the fireplace, rubbing the sleep and soot out of their eyes as they came running towards Hermione. At the sight of two grown men in their pajamas, Hermione managed a little smile although it wasn't a wholehearted one.

"Oh, Hermione." Ron came rushing towards her and enveloped her in a special Ron-hug. He held her at arms length and said, "What'd he do this time." He said it more as a statement than a question.

Her eyes filled with tears, thinking about the 8 years now she had know these two men in her living room. Why didn't I fall in love with one of them? Then everything would be fine and dandy. As if he could read her mind, Harry came towards her and said, "You know, sweetie, loving one of us wouldn't necessarily have been better. We don't know what might've happened. We could have been broken a part and we never, ever want that to happen." His green eyes held her brown ones for a long moment. Then Ron knelt down beside her and turn her to face him. She looked into his blue eyes and saw that the two of them loved her very much.

I don't need Tom anymore, she thought to herself. "I don't need him anymore," she said out loud to Harry and Ron.

They both smiled, pride filling their gazes. Ron ruffled her hair. "Thatta girl!" and Harry kissed her cheek and said, "That's the spirit."

She sank down into the plush couch. Going over the last few hours events, tears once again filled her eyes and stung the cut that went from under her eye to her chin.

Ron and Harry, who had been talking quietly came back to her and sat down on either side of her.

"Accio washcloth" Harry said, bringing a washcloth to him. None of them noticed he hadn't used his wand. He used the washcloth to clean the cut and wipe her face off.

"We've come to a conclusion," Ron began. "You're going to come back to my apartment with me, and stay in the spare bedroom. Tom doesn't know where I live." Seeing her about to argue, he held up his hand. "No arguing. You're coming to stay with me. No questions, nothing. And you won't be going back to work again. I'll let my father know." Arthur Weasly had recently been made Minister of Magic, after Fudge was killed by death eaters. "We'll start a new life for you. And everything will be better."

~~~1000 miles away~~~

Voldemort cackled. "And everything will be better." He said, imitating Ron.

"No, my dear Weasly. Nothing will be better." He turned in his chair to face the half circle surrounding him. He pointed a long spindly finger at one of the death eaters. "Come to me" he said.

The death eater walked up and bent his head in the presence of his master.

"Yes, Master"

"My newest member. You do not flinch at the sight of me. Speak your name."

"Tom, Master. Tom Riddle Jr."

A/N : So, for the first chapter, how is it? I kinda like it…I dunno. It all depends on you who review. If you like it please tell me. If you don't tell me why!

I'm still looking for a beta-reader (besides you Leah), so who's up for it?!? My e-mail's sillylilly36@yahoo.com let me know!

Please, be kind and R/R! I usually do it for the stories I read! So be like me! ^^