Disclaimer: I am only 14 and still in school so I only own the plot. I do not own any of the lovely characters J.K. Rowling created. (Although I really wish I did.)
Small Summary: Even though Hermione puts on the perfect persona at school her life is a living hell. Her step-father abuses her and her mother is no help at all, drinking away her problems. When one summer Hermione is raped all the faith she has left in the world disappears and she returns to school a changed person. The most unexpected person helps to pull her out of this, Draco Malfoy.
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Hermione sat in the small tree house in the far corner of her back lawn. She was painting her nails and remembering when this little house was made. Those were the days when her dad smiled and called her princess picking her up and spinning her around until she was too dizzy to walk.
'But' she thought 'that's the thing about memories. They happened a long time ago and things change over time. Sometimes they change a lot.'
She heard a tapping on the door and went over to open it. Small tawny brown owl sat there cocking its head at her.
"Oh you cheeky looking thing" She said affectionately. She reached out a slender arm and the owl jumped up to stand on it. She removed the letter from its leg and gave it a little pat and it was on its way. She looked down at the letter and saw it was from Hogwarts. She opened it.
Hermione GrangerTree House
125 Swan Lane
London
Dear Hermione Granger,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been picked as next years head girl. You will find your badge inclosed. Hope you are having a lovely holiday and we will see you in 2 days to start a new year.
Sincerely,
Minerva McGinagall Minerva McGonagallHermione's mouth twitched into a smile but her eyes stayed sad. She thought about going inside to write a letter but decided against it as it was 6.00pm. Her father and mother had already been having their daily drinking time for an hour. Soon the shouting would start and she would have to go in anyway. But the longer she stayed out the less time she would have to endure in the house that reeked of booze and cigarettes. So she lay down on the hard wooden boards and looked up at the sky.
An hour or so later she heard someone shouting outside. Her eyes snapped open and she stood up quickly, hastily shoving the letter in her pocket. She peaked out the window and to her horror she saw her step-father standing at the bottom of the tree shouting his head off, his face purple with effort.
"Get down here you bitch!! Think you can hide from me?! I have something special planned tonight!! Get down here you slut!!"
Hermione closed her eyes "Shit…" She said quietly. But she knew it would get worse if she didn't go. She slowly stepped out of the door and climbed down the tree. She was just about to touch the ground when he grabbed her around the waist and threw her over his shoulder.
She hung there limply as he carried her up to the house. He carried her up into his room and flung her on the bed. He then got out his belt with a wicked smile on his face. Then in one quick movement turned her over and pulled her top up to reveal a bare back. Hermione screamed but then bit her tongue as she felt blow after blow on her back. Tears stung her eyes but she did not cry out. Then he flung the belt aside and turned her over again.
The look in his eyes was terrifying and sent shivers up her sore spine. Then he reached over and got his masking tape. She didn't say a word as he taped her hands together behind her back and taped her mouth shut.
"Now its time for my little surprise." He whispered and pulled out a knife. He cut her clothes off hurriedly and threw them aside. She whimpered as he roamed his hands over her body.
"This is my surprise…" Them he jumped onto her.
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The next morning Hermione got up and manage to get the tape off. Then she went to her room and packed her school bags. She carelessly wiped a tear away as she put Crookshanks in his cage. She was not going to stay in this house one minute longer then she had too. She quickly dressed and went down to the front door. Without looking back she walked the door and through the front gate, to Diagon Alley.
