Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I promised that I would only post
this after two chapters, but I take that back. I couldn't wait to post.
Last Time: Slowly, her father dug the edge of the blade into the flesh under her chin, drawing blood. Hermione screamed, feeling the blood trickle slowly down her neck, leaving a trail of warm nothing in its wake......
Over the summer, Hermione was beat every day. And every day, her dad showed up in her room, drunk, brandishing his pocket knife. His drinking problem was his only escape from his misery, and Hermione had grown to hate him. She hated him with all her heart. She could not wait to get back to Hogwarts. Her father had sent back every owl that carried a letter to her.
She had bruises lining her jaw, and hand-prints on her face. Her neck was blue and purple from all the strangling she had been put through, and her legs were covered in scars and bruises likewise. Her midriff was dotted with large black and purple bumps, and she had become very skinny. She couldn't wait until September when she could go back to Hogwarts. Hogwarts. Her real home.
Her father was out. Hermione heard a tapping on the window, and saw an owl. She walked over and opened the window, allowing in rays if sunlight, along with a scrawny brown owl. She saw the top of the letter tied to the owl's leg, and moved quickly to open it. The letter read;
Dear Ms. Hermione Granger,
We are proud to inform you that you have been chosen as Head Girl for the coming year in Hogwarts, School of Magic and Wizardry. We will not reveal who the Head Boy is, as we like to keep it a surprise. Enclosed is your badge, which you must wear on the train. Speaking of which, on the ride to school in one week, you will have your own compartment with the Head Boy, and you are required to stay in it together. Further directions will be given to you when you arrive at the school. Once again, Congratulations.
Sincerely, Professor Minerva McGonagall
Head Girl?! She peered into the lumpy package that she had just realized was there. She opened the top, and peered in. There, in all its glory, was a gold badge that read, "Head Girl". She squealed in delight. She picked it up carefully with her small hands, and cradled it in the nook of her elbow. She heard the front door slam close downstairs. Her dad was home! Quickly, she stuffed the badge and the letter in the secret panel in her closet. She hastily shoved the owl outside, and sat on her bead, waiting for her dad to come bounding up the steps with his knife, and start beating her again.
True enough, seconds later, he threw open the door, and slammed it shut. He had the same insane look in his eyes, and in his hand, instead of a knife was a beer bottle. He came swiftly towards her, raised the glass, and brought it down over her head.
Sorry this chapter was so short. I just thought that was a good place to end... It's okay if you disagree. I'm writing the next chapter as fast as I can.
Last Time: Slowly, her father dug the edge of the blade into the flesh under her chin, drawing blood. Hermione screamed, feeling the blood trickle slowly down her neck, leaving a trail of warm nothing in its wake......
Over the summer, Hermione was beat every day. And every day, her dad showed up in her room, drunk, brandishing his pocket knife. His drinking problem was his only escape from his misery, and Hermione had grown to hate him. She hated him with all her heart. She could not wait to get back to Hogwarts. Her father had sent back every owl that carried a letter to her.
She had bruises lining her jaw, and hand-prints on her face. Her neck was blue and purple from all the strangling she had been put through, and her legs were covered in scars and bruises likewise. Her midriff was dotted with large black and purple bumps, and she had become very skinny. She couldn't wait until September when she could go back to Hogwarts. Hogwarts. Her real home.
Her father was out. Hermione heard a tapping on the window, and saw an owl. She walked over and opened the window, allowing in rays if sunlight, along with a scrawny brown owl. She saw the top of the letter tied to the owl's leg, and moved quickly to open it. The letter read;
Dear Ms. Hermione Granger,
We are proud to inform you that you have been chosen as Head Girl for the coming year in Hogwarts, School of Magic and Wizardry. We will not reveal who the Head Boy is, as we like to keep it a surprise. Enclosed is your badge, which you must wear on the train. Speaking of which, on the ride to school in one week, you will have your own compartment with the Head Boy, and you are required to stay in it together. Further directions will be given to you when you arrive at the school. Once again, Congratulations.
Sincerely, Professor Minerva McGonagall
Head Girl?! She peered into the lumpy package that she had just realized was there. She opened the top, and peered in. There, in all its glory, was a gold badge that read, "Head Girl". She squealed in delight. She picked it up carefully with her small hands, and cradled it in the nook of her elbow. She heard the front door slam close downstairs. Her dad was home! Quickly, she stuffed the badge and the letter in the secret panel in her closet. She hastily shoved the owl outside, and sat on her bead, waiting for her dad to come bounding up the steps with his knife, and start beating her again.
True enough, seconds later, he threw open the door, and slammed it shut. He had the same insane look in his eyes, and in his hand, instead of a knife was a beer bottle. He came swiftly towards her, raised the glass, and brought it down over her head.
Sorry this chapter was so short. I just thought that was a good place to end... It's okay if you disagree. I'm writing the next chapter as fast as I can.