Chapter 2 The Order

I packed my things in my trunk, praying my dad wouldn't come home. I had changed a lot during the summer. No longer the know-it-all bookworm, but the hot, sexy punk chick. I pack all my new clothes and books ( I still like to read just not as much) in my trunk. Then I go to my parents room. I take all of my mother's jewelry and valuables. When I am done I drag the trunk downstairs in front of the fireplace. I grab the floo powder pot.

Then my dad walks in.

" What the Hell do you think your doing?" he yells drunk as he comes towards me.

" I'm leaving here and never coming back!" I say. I step into the fire and throw the powder in the fire and yell " 12 Grimmauld Place"

Number 12 Grimmauld Place

When I arrive, everyone is eating dinner.

"Hermione!" Harry Potter screams. He comes toward me and gives me a big hug. I scream out in pain when the scars on my back re-open.

" What?" he says worried, then looks at my back.

" Who did this!" he yells in anger. As he looks into my face he saw the tears streaking down.

" My father" I whisper in a barely audible whisper.

Ginny runs towards me and takes me in her arms as I break down. She is my best girl-friend. She and Mrs. Weasley take me up to our room and fix me up. I come back down to dinner and hear Harry and Ron( my other best friend) say " we are never letting her go back to that house."

I am truly grateful. I never want to see that house or that man again.

Ginny looks at me and says " Hermione do you want to got to Diagon spelling Alley tomorrow and get a makeover?"

I look at her gratefully and say " That would be grate!"