Chapter 2

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The next day Hermione found herself in the hospital wing. She awoke bleary eyed, only to see a massive sea of flaming red hair and emerald green eyes. She knew it had to be Harry and Ron.


"Hey guys!" she started obviously startling the two boys.


"Hermione, how are you? What happened?" Ron began with a tint of worry in is voice.


"It's a long story," replied Hermione plainly.


"AND!" preceded Ron, almost shouting. He was eager to find out the cause of Hermione's hospitalization.


"Ron, relax. It's quite obvious that she doesn't want to talk about it," added Harry.


Hermione silently thanked Harry. He could be so helpful at times. People would be shocked to see how understanding he could be.


The infamous trio had a long discussion. Ron tried to force the truth out of Hermione every chance he got. Each time she replied just as she did earlier.

Harry and Ron didn't leave until sunset, when Madam Pomfrey chased them out. She knew they would be returning soon. For heaven's sake, it was the inseparable curious pair, Potter and Weasley.


Hermione was relieved when they left. She didn't want to explain the reason why she was where she was now. She didn't want to recap the night's events. It was too painful.


Hermione never kept secrets from her best friends, but this one she intended to keep to herself. She pulled up her night dress to examine her cut. Madam Pomfrey was a miracle worker. Once where there was a deep gash, was now a mere blemish.


"Great! Another scar to add to my collection," she whispered with tears starting to form in her eyes.


Suddenly she began to recollect the night's events. She remembered receiving a letter from her father, threatening her. Over the summer Hermione's mother was killed by her father. Hermione could remember the day as if it were yesterday.

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It was a cool evening. The blood red sun was beginning to rid the sky of it's self. She looked up at the colorful evening sky. It was quite windy. The troubled young lady looked up reflecting on recent events. It was a horrible summer for her.


Hermione's parents only seemed to fight. Sometimes the fights would begin to get brutal resulting in her mother getting hurt and her father leaving not coming home for days. Today the feuding couple fought to the extreme. Destroying, arguing, fighting, doing every thing possible to get revenge on the other party.


As much as she tried, Hermione couldn't stop the screaming and hitting. She stood there, with tears running down her face, watching a twenty year marriage disintegrate right before her. It was the most painful thing to watch. Finally when she couldn't take it anymore, she ran. She ran as fast as her legs could carry her, not paying attention to where she was headed.


Hermione ran towards the edge of a cliff jumping off the edge. She fell into the icy cold water that was waiting underneath. As she surfaced, she let out a chilling scream that could be heard from miles away.


She swam towards the shore coughing and having a crying fit simultaneously. She lay on the bank beating her fist into the damp ground. She didn't know how long she was there, but when she recollected herself she looked up at the evening sky. It was getting late.


She figured she should head back to the house. When she arrived she noticed her father's car was gone and the lights were off in the Granger residence. There was something wrong.


There was an eerie silence in the house. Fumbling around in the dark, she looked for the light switch. She turned the lights on and the floor laid a butcher knife. There was blood smeared all over the cream painted walls.


Hermione's stomach did a cart-wheel. She climbed the staircase following a trail of blood. By this time she was trembling with fear. Hermione is no fool. She knew exactly what happened here, but refused to accept the fact.

She walked over to her parent's bedroom and stood before the door. She brought her shaking hand to the door handle and turned the knob. Her heart thumped loudly as she opened the door. She pushed it slowly.

As she entered the room her heart sank, her knees went weak and she collapsed next to her mother's bloody corpse. Hermione was heartbroken. She knew her bastard of a father was responsible for the crime.

Of course there were serious problems that had to be dealt with, but never would she have thought that it would end like this. Mrs. Granger had filled for a divorce, but her obsessive husband refused to let her go. Mrs. Granger was a prisoner of love. It was either his way or her death, both having a fearful outcome.


At the funeral it was awful hard to concentrate. Hermione's guiding light was put out. Her whole world was darkened with pain and grief.


Looking at her beautiful mother lying in her coffin made Hermione want to roll up in a ball and die. There was nothing more to live for.


She couldn't say good bye to her beloved mother. She just couldn't. Hermione wasn't ready to accept the fact that there would be no more Mom, no more "I love you", no more evenings with her mother.

Standing there with a red rose in her hand, Hermione just looked. She didn't cry until now. The coffin began to descend into the black abyss. She felt her lips tremble and her knees give way. She fell besides her mother's graveside bawling.

All her family members could do was watch and pity the poor girl. As the light rain started to come down harder, they left in search of shelter. Hermione was there until the grave was completely covered.



She was weak, torn, and broken. Before leaving she whispered "I love you Mummy, I always will. No more fights, no more pain, emotionally, physically, or mentally no more. Now you can truly rest in peace."



Hermione rose wiping away her tears. The rain had subsided and the sun began to peak out from behind the dark gray clouds. Smiling, Hermione walked back to the house feeling a better than she had in days.


Hermione didn't see her father until after the funeral. She tried to stay away from him. She couldn't bare look at him. One day Hermione lay on the couch in the living room, engrossed in her favorite book.


Mr. Granger attacked his daughter and beat her badly. She was so startled. She swore if she had a knife with her now he would be with her Mother. He tried to rape her, but never succeeded. Kicking and screaming, she escaped her father's grips.

Hermione jumped over the couch, falling on the glass table. She felt the glass cut her skin and her father's hand snaking around her arm. She was terrified, yet determined. Thinking fast, Hermione picked up a piece of glass and slash him from ear to ear.


 Mr. Granger stumbled backward giving Hermione time to get up and get away. However Mr. Granger was quicker. He grabbed her hair pulling her down on top of him.

"What are you going to do now my sweet, your trapped." said Mr. Granger. Hermione wasn't going to let this happen to her.






Using her free leg she kicked the family jewels, causing Mr. Granger to let go of her. Hermione ran up the step to her room and gathered all her things.



She was lucky enough to escape. As she flew out the door she heard her outraged father yelling, "You can run as far as you'd like, but you'll never escape. You will learn like your mother, your mine forever."



No, no. she would never be a prisoner under her Father's will. From that day, Hermione swore to never be someone's property, ever. After her departure, Hermione had no source of consolation.


She eventually resorted to cutting herself. Strangely she found solace in her crimson blanket. When she returned to Hogwarts she thought she had escaped until she received that letter.



She thought she was safe. She had no one to talk to. So once again she decided to cut herself. Now she was right back where she started. Lost, scared, lonely, and confused.



Authors note: Well that was chapter two. I hope you liked it. It was quite emotional. This is just to give some background information that may appear in future chapters. The good stuff is coming soon. Also I would like to thank those who reviewed the first chapter. Keep reading and reviewing. Also I want to thank DulceSoulSeeker, for reading and revising my work, also offering advice

 

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