Ok....I do NOT own Harry Potter, I can dream of owning Draco, but unfourtunaltey, I have not the money to buy god's gift to planet earth from J.k., :tear: hum.....I'm gonna tell the story now...Beware, not so nice language in here.....

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"Oh my god, professor that means...."

"I'm well aware of what that means, Ms.Granger., but for now, all you needed was to hear the prophecy."

Return to the present

I didn't expect them to not come home tonight at all.I know they should be here.Then as suddenly as her worry came it left as she heard the door click open.And her dad was already shouting for her."HERMIONE GET YOUR FAT ASS DOWN HERE.!". Great, and so the insults and torment starts.She was still dressed in what she had been wearing all weekend, a black slipknot tantop(which was extremely tight), and big, baggy black pants, with yellow seams. He was screming, her hair fell in her eyes as she rushed down the stairs, and she dreaded what would happen next.

Her "mom" was standing dressed like the skank she was, wearing something that she called a dress, but was really not much of a dress, more like a skirt(that left very little to the imagination) attached to a shirt that was so tight you could see her fat,and the rolls she claimed were non existent.she was leaning casually against the door, waiting to see her drunk husband kick her daughter's ass.This time something was diffrent about her though, she seemed almost obvlious, but that changed quickly.As quickly as Hermione's dad returned from the kitchen.He had a tray in his hand.Hermione felt a sudden urge to defy her father" dad, are we really going so broke, that you can't even go out to eat like you have been for the past, oh, 8 years?"

"Oh, no dearie, this isn't food, and it isn't for me, it's for you" At that moment he grabbed the sheet over the tray and pulled it off, revealing a knife, fire poker, and fork.And he told her "Pick one, dearie."

Hermione shuddered, but chose the knife.And her "beloved father" spoke again," A a wise choice, this is what I'll use then." From that night on she'd always remeber this as the night she lost her virginity, unwillingly, but for the moment all she could think about was how glad she wasthat Cammy was upstairs, her mom and dad didn't know about Cammy, she had found her on the street late one night.....She let her thoughts drift to that as she tried to ignore the fact that her father had just abused her in the worst way possible.......

FLASHBACK-----------------

It was a dark rainy night she was out to escape her father's wrath, she was jogging as usuall when she almost ran over something.She stopped to avoid steppeing on it, and she stooped down to see what it was.It was a little girl! She had white blonde hair, and blue- grey eyes, and she was crying. She looked to be about six, she was a little pale, but mainly her complexion was beautifull, she looked so farmiliar, but I couldn't place her.She asked me a question "Are you a Muggle?"

"No, I'm a witch, sweetie, how do you know about muggles, and where's your mommy and daddy?"

"Daddy left me here, he told me if I wanted to be friends with muggles, maybe I should live like one" the little girl sniffed.

"What's your name?"

"Cammy"

"Where do you live Cammy?"

"With my mommy and daddy."

"Do you want to come home with me for tonight untill I can find your mommy and daddy?"

"Yes, miss your nice, what's your name?Can you be my sister, like my big brother Draco?"

"You can call me 'Mione, and I'd love to be your big sister, what is your last name Cammy?"

"Malfoy, daddy said it's something to be proud of, but if all the Malfoy's beat their daughter's big brother, than I don't like being a Malfoy!Can I ask you a question Herminniny?"

"Go right ahead Cammy"

"Are you a, I think daddy called you a Mud-

"Cammy, you listen here, no matter what your daddy says, you shouldn't say that word, it's used ot belittle people with muggle parents, what your dady doesn't understand id there is very few people who are actually purebloods left in the world, and I Am not a muggle-born, your dady didn't see what was right in front of his face Iam the daughter of the most powerfull wizard in the world.

From that night on, and every night since Hermione had brought Cammy home, she's been trying to tell her that her daddy was a bad man, and was wrong in his beliefs, and so far she's done a pretty good job.............

BACK TO THE PRESENT-----

Once Hermione looked up at her father expecting him to tear her clothes off violently like he claimed to, she realized her was being torn off of her by the last person she expected to see................

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Well, this one was about the same length as the last, still kinda short, but I need three reviews to post the next chapter!

-Camoflage