well whaddya know? I'm back! i know i left this story with a cliffhanger for like four months but there was a whole bunch of stuff going on that i had to deal with and now its all FINALLY blown over so i can come back to my story. im still gonna continue my other one but since this is one is very small i decided to come back to it first. and if its crap, im begging you guys to give me a break bc i havent written in a while and im trying to get back into the flow of this story so bear with me. Anyway on with the show…

"Well, I'm actually not too sure I should be telling you this, Sirius…" Harry said uneasily, "She's still kind of sensitive about what happened…"

"What? What happened!" Sirius asked, desperately, fearing the worst.

"Well, she…she…" Harry started, looking to Ron for help.

"Well, when Voldemort did finally come face to face with the Ministry, Hermione was at home with her family" Ron interjected, seeing his friend's discomfort.

"So? What's so bad about that?" Sirius almost whined, desperate for information that Ron and Harry weren't giving him.

"Well, when we got news that Voldemort had revealed himself, the first thing we did was go to Hermione and make sure she was safe and knew what was going on..." Ron said, now just as uncomfortable as Harry. "And when we got there...no one was home."

"What!" Sirius yelled, standing up, not believing his ears. He had always been comforted in knowing that Hermione was safe and far away from the magical world during the last battle, and now, he realized she might not have been safe at all. "Well, where the hell was she!"

"At first, we didn't know. She could have been out with her parents or away for the week, or anywhere. Nothing in her house looked out of place. Everything seemed fine; nothing was disturbed. Crookshanks was asleep on the floor in her room, and everything else was perfectly untouched. It was almost too perfect, even for Hermione" Harry said. "Then we found the note that explained it all."

"Harry, no..." Sirius said quietly, hoping against hope that the note Harry had found was written by anyone but...

"Yes, Sirius, they found her. We don't know how they found her, but they did" Harry said, obviously very upset about what he was telling Sirius. "Voldemort sent his death eaters to capture her and her parents. They didn't destroy anything, and nothing was different about the house. Except that note. I remember what it said even now. 'May her death precede your own.' I will never forget that note."

"How...how long..." Sirius started.

"We found out later that they had held her captive for days before we decided to check up on her. As if they knew the first thing we would do when Voldemort revealed himself was protect her. They knew that would be our only reason for seeing her" Ron said, his more than apparent guilt weighing heavily upon him. "They knew."

"We knew that they must have been keeping her at a death eater hideout, so Snape helped us find her. She was at Malfoy manor...we barely recognized her..."

"What...what did they..." Sirius said, closing his eyes as head spun.

"I can't even say it..." Harry said, dejectedly. He would forever beat himself up for letting his best friend get raped, for letting Lucius Malfoy be the one to take her virginity.

"One of those bastards raped her, didn't they?" Sirius said. "Which one?"

"Lucius Malfoy" Harry said in a barely audible voice, for he knew just how much Sirius hated that man. Sirius didn't respond. He just sat back down and put his head in his hands.

"They killed her parents, too" Ron said, breaking the silence that had come over the room. "Right in front of her eyes. I think she felt worse about that, than about anything else they did to her."

"Why didn't Dumbledore tell me?" Sirius asked quietly, his first full sentence in five minutes.

"Because Dumbledore had faith, when we all had lost it" Harry said, his voice dripping with regret and guilt. "He knew somehow that it wouldn't destroy her. So, we took her to St. Mungo's and never spoke about it again. Ron and I are the only students who know what happened. Most of the teachers don't even know."

Sirius stayed silent for a long time. He couldn't even try to begin to take in what Harry and Ron had just told him. Hermione was raped, and not just by any sick pervert, but by one of the people Sirius hated most in the world. She was degraded by a man who was still free, a man who was living somewhere, undoubtedly plotting to attempt to ruin their lives again. Lucius Malfoy.

"Sirius?" Harry asked, unable to bear the eerie silence.

"I just can't believe this. She always seemed fine after the war ended. I never would have guessed that...that she had experienced... all that" Sirius said. "I should have been there; I should have protected her. Instead, I went after Bellatrix just to get revenge for all the awful things she had put me through when I was younger...I should have been there" Sirius said, looking at his feet, now being plagued by the same guilt that Ron and Harry had felt and were still feeling.

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it now" Harry said, trying to shake off his guilt, and convince himself that the rape of his best friend wasn't his fault. "You just have to keep telling yourself that".

"Should we not have told you, Sirius?" Ron asked.

"No...no, it's good you told me" Sirius said, sitting down. "This is just a lot to take..."

"Well, there's the understatement of the century" Harry said, trying to bring whatever was left of the happy mood back to the room.

"Harry, maybe we should check on Hermione, now" Ron said, uncomfortably.

"Yeah, you're right" Harry said back. "Sirius, are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, I just need to think" Sirius said, lightly smiling. He wasn't going to have his godson and his best friend worrying about him. "I'm really glad we got to catch up today."

"Me, too, Sirius" Harry said, hugging his godfather goodbye. "And, it would probably be best if you didn't mention this little chat to Hermione."

"I wouldn't dream of it" Sirius said with a smile.

"Glad to have you back, Sirius" Ron said, shaking his hand.

"You have no idea how good it is to be back."

A/N: so...? I know its not that good but gimme a break. I just wanted to do something with this story before SIX MONTHS went by so here it is. please review even if you thought it was awful...it will really help me get back into the swing of things