Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, only the plot. J.K. Rowling owns it all.

Enough on with the story!! DUNNNNNNN (drum roll)

Chapter 1

Love is a funny word that people use too much in this world. To truly love is to never want to leave or lose the thing that you love. Loving is beautiful and painful at the same time. When love is lost is can cause a lot of pain, but love can be a deathly poison for the heart. I, Hermione Granger, have loved and lost. My kind of love is not the kind you read about in romance novels; it is the love of a true friend.

"Hermione, get down here!" the harsh voice of my father boomed up the stairs.

His voice didn't use to be harsh, far from it. He had been a very kind man, but that all changed when his youngest daughter was accepted to a school were they taught magic. He could handle the fact that she use to go out and get arrested because other kids in the neighborhood got in to trouble, but now it was just his child not acting normal. Perfect is what he lived for, he hated being the only person to have something.

Now that all 10 of my brothers and sisters had moved out I was all alone, no one could protect me from him. Every night he would hit me; he wouldn't let me talk to my friends from school. It was just another night; do they even care about me?

ONE MONTH LATER. ......

"Get the fuck out of my house this instant!" My father's words still rang in my head as I ran from my battered home, from my hell. Everything had been great until a month ago when my father took to hitting me. The pounding of my feet was all I could hear, all I wanted to her. No more yelling, no more bruises that needed to be covered, I was free to be me. My whole life had been a lie, and now it was going to change.

After an hour of running I stopped. I need to go somewhere, find a place to sleep. Looking around I found a street sign, 'Privet Drive' was written. Harry, the thought shocked me back to reality, Harry lives here. Jogging to the fifth house I found, for the first time that night that I was hungry and tired. When I came to a stop infront of his door I saw my reflection in the window. My hair, that had lost its frizzy ness, was windblown and mattered. The clothes that I had on were ripped and bloody from the beatings I had received. Dirt covered my face, and my shoes were muddy from running. The Dursley's won't let me stay looking like I just climbed out of a garbage can.

As I turned to leave I smacked into a hard body. Looking up I saw bright green eyes full of concern and confusion.

"Hermione?" Harry asked his voice full of concern, "What happened to you?"

Falling into his arms, gigantic sobs shacking my body. I let all my fear and pain poor out slowly soaking Harry's shirt as he held me close and whispered soothing words in my ear. "Nothing can hurt you.... I have you, don't worry."

"Well, well. What do we have here?" a male voice came from behind Harry.

Turning slowly around, Harry stood protectively in front of me. "Dudley," he said to the three boys that looked like they could use a diet.

(Harry's POV)

"Oh, come on. Let us see the girl; she must be ugly to go out with you. Let' s see her then," said the largest of the group, Dudley.

"Go to hell," I growled softly. Who dose he think he is, insulting my friends?

"What? What did you just say to me Potter?"

"You heard me! GO TO HELL!" I immediately regretted it, because once the words left my mouth

Hermione ran.

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