A/N: This is Hermione at the peak of her plummet into dun dun duuun MADNESS! Read what happens as her past comes back to haunt her... -THeDoRKuLaToR-
"Tell me everything you remember." The investigator gave her a gentle look.
"I don't remember." She sighed. She put her head in her hands and squeezed, wanto to push her brain out.
"According to the doctors, you are fine. Just a little bruised up, but no serious damage. I need you to understand that I can only help you if you tell me what happened. I understand you've been through a lot, buy I need you to talk to me. Please, tell me what you know."
He began to flick his pen gently and tap the paper in front of him. The girl clasped her hands together under the table, bit her bottom lip and stared at the paper. Not making a sound.
The investigator sighed and brushed his hair back, leaning more onto the table.
"Can I have your name at least? He said esxasperatedly.
"Hermione Granger." The girl quietly replied.
The investigator smiled slightly and sighed, "Now we're getting somewhere." He smiled at her.
"I-I don't want to remember because it hurts. You understand that? Especially since he did it, they did it. I-i-it's weird and it hurts and it need to end. " A tear rolled down her cheek.
Still holding her hands together, she began to sway back and forth, shaking her head madly.
"You know! I just want it to stop!" She yanked at her hair.
"It's O.K. I am here to help. I am going to help it stop." He reached over to grab her hands.
"NO!" Hermione flipped the chair backwards and jumped back. She pointed at the mirror behind the investigator.
"I know! You know? They're there! I can sense them!" She poked at her head. "They're not done. What did I do? What did I do?"
She threw the chair at the mirror. Her eyes were big and glossy, filled with rage and sadness. She snarled at the cop, whom was reaching for his gun. Her hair was on end and tears and sweat poured down her face.
She coward in a corner and sobbed. THe investigator put his gun away and knelt down next to her.
"It's O.K." He whispered. Hermione gave a sniffle and peered at him with angry eyes.
She reached for his gun and shot him in the head. She slowly go up and walked to the mirror.
"I know you're there. I saved you the trouble," She pointed the gun to the lifeless body in the corner, "You're all sick, twisted little fucks"
With tears over her, she put the gun to her head,
"What did I do?"
A/N: The chapters are short, so please read and review! -TD-