Chapter 3- Running Away
Hermione groaned in pain as she sat up in bed. She looked at her bedsheets and she was horrified to see red splatters on them. Her blood. The memories came back. Viktor had sat in her bed, kissed her, then slowly took control of her. She used all her strength to get out of bed and go into her bathroom. There were angry red marks all over her neck, and all over her chest, just all over her whole body. She thought it had all been a horrible dream.
"Oh, my gosh." Hermione whispered to herself. The answer was clear. Viktor Krum, the boy she loved, had raped her on the night of her 17th birthday.
Her boyfriend.
Hermione sighed. Harry and Ron were right. They had said to spend the summer with them, but she had turned them down.
"I see you two all the time, I never see Viktor," she had said to them.
"Merlin, I'm so stupid," Hermione whispered to herself. She went over to her bedside table and got out her wand. She got some clothes out of her closet. In her bathroom she performed a Healing spell on herself and took a shower. She let the tears come down from her eyes as the shower water washed the dirtyness from last night.
After Hermione got dressed, she got her trunk out from under her bed and packed her stuff. She took a small piece of parchment from her jeans pocket and a quill from her trunk. She sat on her bed and wrote the following-
Viktor,
What you did to me last night was unforgivable. You took something of mine that you didn't deserve. It's in your best interest not to call me of owl me. Don't you ever even try to come near me again unless you want a cell in Azkaban prison. I hear they don't take kindly to statutory rapists. I hope you have a good life without me and I hope that you're able to move on in the future.
Hermione
Hermione sighed. She crept down the hall and into Viktor's room. He was fast asleep. She dropped the letter on his bedside table. She slowly crept down the hall back into her bedroom, where she minimized her trunk and shoved it in her pocket.
She was about to head out the door when she was starting to feel regret. Maybe Viktor would never do it again. Hermione sneered to herself and opened the door and slammed it behind her.
Hermione was half way down the block when she realized that she had no idea where she was at. She saw the train station and realized Hey, I'm 17. I already had my Apparation test. With that, Hermione apparated to the next Wizarding town, which was Diagon Alley.
When she got there, she checked into a room at the Leaky Cauldron. She lay on her bed and wrote a letter to Harry.
Harry-
I ran away from Viktor's house. I can't tell you where I am because he might find this. Harry, you and Ron were right! Viktor raped me on my birthday. I don't know why, I mean, he was roaring drunk, so maybe that was why. I'll try to call you as soon as I can find somewhere where he won't find me. Please don't tell Ron. Even though Viktor did such a horrible and unforgivable thing to me, I still worry about him getting a black eye as bad as he gave me.
Love,
Hermione.
Hermione walked down the street to the post office and got an owl that looked like it knew where it was going.
"Look, deliver this to 4 Privet Drive. Do not give this to anyone else, all right?"
The owl twittered. That meant a yes in owl language. Hermione fed the owl some feed and sent the letter and the owl to Harry.
Hermione went back to her room and went to sleep.