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a.n.- the rating may go up in this chapter just a bit. Just a little warning.
Chapter 4: The Truth about Hermione
She was still crying after thirty minutes of Harry soothing her. She finally stopped crying and just stayed in his arms for a few minutes. Harry wanted to kiss her or just plain take her so very badly but he knew this was the wrong time. As badly as he wanted her he would not take advantage of her when she had just spent the last half hour crying into his arms.
"I know how you feel now Harry," said Hermione suddenly. Harry didn't understand what she meant. How could she know how he felt about something and what was that something?
"What do you mean Hermione?" asked Harry. He did not pull her away from him to talk but she pulled away from his chest and looked at him. It pained him to look at her because he could see immense fear and pain in her swollen eyes. Whatever Krum did to her, it must have been big.
"I mean, I know what it is like to lose your parent but not just that, I know how it is to have Voldemort to kill them," said Hermione as she look directly into his eyes.
"How could you say that Hermione? Your parents are alive..aren't they?" asked Harry no very confused.
"No."
"But, then where have you been going during summer and Christmas break?" asked Harry.
"To Vicktor's house," Hermione answered simply but Harry could tell it was hard to speak of him.
"Hermione I know its hard but.tell me, what happened?"
"Well it all started right when we got home from the school train after our forth year at Hogwarts. Mom and Dad went into the living room and I went to go get drinks from the frig so we could talk about the school year like every summer when I get back. Then I heard them scream but I was too late. When I got there I saw Voldemort vanish. He killed my parents Harry. Now I'm just like you," explained Hermione.
"How come you never told anyone?" asked a concerned Harry.
"Well, Vicktor promised to come later that day and when he got there, I was still standing over my dead parents. Once I told him what happened he offered me a home with him. I accepted it and he made me promise him that I wouldn't tell. He said he didn't want people talking about it. So I have been living with him ever since," explained Hermione now on the verge of tears again.
"Oh Hermione, don't cry. Tell me, what was Krum doing that made you need me?" asked Harry still a tad confused.
"To put it bluntly, on the first Christmas we spent together, he got very physical. He said he wouldn't do it again but when summer came he was molesting me by the end of it. Then that Christmas he went all the way and raped me. It has been that way since. The raping just got worse and worse so I finally got fed up and tried to owl you but Sirus got there first. You know the rest of the story. Thank you for listening and letting me stay," said Hermione as she gave him another hug.
"No problem, anytime Hermione. Well I'll let you get freshened up and unpack while Sirus and I finish talking. Dinner is a seven. Don't worry about the muggles, I'll make sure they're nice to you. Later Hermione," said Harry as he left Hermione to her thoughts.
'Was he always this protective of me or is this just a phase?'
'Did I just let Hermione cry on me and hold her for nearly an hour?'
This was a new Harry and Hermione, or was it?
a.n.- the rating may go up in this chapter just a bit. Just a little warning.
Chapter 4: The Truth about Hermione
She was still crying after thirty minutes of Harry soothing her. She finally stopped crying and just stayed in his arms for a few minutes. Harry wanted to kiss her or just plain take her so very badly but he knew this was the wrong time. As badly as he wanted her he would not take advantage of her when she had just spent the last half hour crying into his arms.
"I know how you feel now Harry," said Hermione suddenly. Harry didn't understand what she meant. How could she know how he felt about something and what was that something?
"What do you mean Hermione?" asked Harry. He did not pull her away from him to talk but she pulled away from his chest and looked at him. It pained him to look at her because he could see immense fear and pain in her swollen eyes. Whatever Krum did to her, it must have been big.
"I mean, I know what it is like to lose your parent but not just that, I know how it is to have Voldemort to kill them," said Hermione as she look directly into his eyes.
"How could you say that Hermione? Your parents are alive..aren't they?" asked Harry no very confused.
"No."
"But, then where have you been going during summer and Christmas break?" asked Harry.
"To Vicktor's house," Hermione answered simply but Harry could tell it was hard to speak of him.
"Hermione I know its hard but.tell me, what happened?"
"Well it all started right when we got home from the school train after our forth year at Hogwarts. Mom and Dad went into the living room and I went to go get drinks from the frig so we could talk about the school year like every summer when I get back. Then I heard them scream but I was too late. When I got there I saw Voldemort vanish. He killed my parents Harry. Now I'm just like you," explained Hermione.
"How come you never told anyone?" asked a concerned Harry.
"Well, Vicktor promised to come later that day and when he got there, I was still standing over my dead parents. Once I told him what happened he offered me a home with him. I accepted it and he made me promise him that I wouldn't tell. He said he didn't want people talking about it. So I have been living with him ever since," explained Hermione now on the verge of tears again.
"Oh Hermione, don't cry. Tell me, what was Krum doing that made you need me?" asked Harry still a tad confused.
"To put it bluntly, on the first Christmas we spent together, he got very physical. He said he wouldn't do it again but when summer came he was molesting me by the end of it. Then that Christmas he went all the way and raped me. It has been that way since. The raping just got worse and worse so I finally got fed up and tried to owl you but Sirus got there first. You know the rest of the story. Thank you for listening and letting me stay," said Hermione as she gave him another hug.
"No problem, anytime Hermione. Well I'll let you get freshened up and unpack while Sirus and I finish talking. Dinner is a seven. Don't worry about the muggles, I'll make sure they're nice to you. Later Hermione," said Harry as he left Hermione to her thoughts.
'Was he always this protective of me or is this just a phase?'
'Did I just let Hermione cry on me and hold her for nearly an hour?'
This was a new Harry and Hermione, or was it?