Disclaimer: I noticed after I posted chapter one that I didn't give you the satisfaction of knowing that I'm not J.K Rowling. I'm Marz Malfoy see no J.K Rowling! For all the Draco Malfoy lovers no I'm not his wife shudderz I'm his sister.

Hermione's P.O.V

I watched the owl I hired flew into the Weasley home. I knew I had to do this because I had missed out on so much and I didn't want to miss out on anymore. It was a minute or two before it flew back out.

Now all that was left was the waiting. I would have to wait for them to read the letter and then to understand that I was waiting outside their door. I didn't know how long it would be but it gave me time to reconsider my crazy idea. No matter how I wanted to I didn't leave.

Suddenly I heard Mrs. Weasley scream in joy and then come running for the door. Not long after that I could hear many more people chasing her.

All too soon the front door came flying open and I came face to face with the Weasley family. Every one was there just as I knew they would be. On one of my many talks with Ginny she told me that every Tuesday her family had dinner together.

Molly was looking at me like I wasn't Hermione but then I wouldn't blame her for not recognizing me. Over the years my hair went flat and I dyed it black. The black that I dyed my hair matched how I felt inside. I had also grown quite a bit.

'Hello Molly, Author, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George, Ron, Ginny, and Harry how are you all?' I looked at each person as I said his or her name. Soon it dawned on them that this strange girl standing at their door was Hermione Granger they all rushed to give me a hug.

The only one who didn't rush to give me a hug was Ginny she just stared at me as if I had killed her dog. I knew she was hurt that over the last week I didn't tell her who I was. I can understand that but no one else did.

'Mione where have you been all these years even Dumbledore couldn't find you?' Harry asked even though he was crying.

'When I left school I placed a charm on myself so that I wouldn't be able to be tracked. I needed time to be left alone. The ministry wouldn't have been able to find me either because I didn't use any magic.'

Molly wrapped her arms around me and led me in to the kitchen where she got another chair for me to sit on. I ended up sitting between Ron and Harry. That didn't bother me at all because they were my closest of friends.

I ended up telling about the last ten years over dinner. As usual it was perfect. Molly or mom was a really good cook. Not only did I tell them about what I've done over the last ten years but also they told me.

The best part is a year after I left Percy again became on good terms with his family and that it was because they were united in looking for me. That was the only good thing that happened that I caused by running away.

I had missed the birth of Harry and Ginny's first-born son, which they named James after Harry's father. He is only five but showing many signs of magic. They told me that he looks just like Harry all the way down to the green eyes.

Through out all of dinner Ginny wouldn't talk to me because she felt I had betrayed her. In a way she was right not only did I runaway. I also was in contact with her for the last week but never told her who I was.

Another thing that might have helped with the idea that I talked to her about me as if it wasn't me but some one I know.

'Hermione how long did you know.' Ginny suddenly asked. All conversation stopped in wait of my answer.

'I had my suspicions when I was first asked to go but I wasn't sure until I saw you walk out of the door. But it was that first day that you made me realize that it was pasted time to come back. I however was scared.

'When over the next week I kept getting sent back I was scared that you would see through me but something in me hoped that you would. It wasn't until our last conversation that I wrote that letter. Do you remember what it was about?'

Ginny just nodded but still refused to look at me. I still didn't blame her. I would feel the same way if my best friend did to me what I did to her.

It was around midnight and I was ready for bed. When I stood up to say my goodnights Molly refused to let me leave. She said that I was really missed and honestly she didn't know when I would be back. I was too tired to argue.

Molly led me upstairs to what used to be Ginny's room. I had a sudden memory of all the times that Ginny and I shared this room. We would stay up late just talking most of the time it was about pointless things other times it was our deepest secrets. It was on one of those nights that I told Ginny about my love for Harry Potter.

It wasn't a bedroom any more instead it was a sewing room. I knew Molly loved to do all kinds of crafts but to have a whole room dictated to it was wild. Sure I had a room full of books but those are called private libraries.

With a flick of her wand it again was a bedroom. It wasn't as it was when I was younger but it was still a bedroom. The bed was just as I remembered from school only it was larger. There was a little table on the side of the bed. On the table was a little lamp as well as a book.

When Molly left me I went over to look at the book. It was none other then Hogwarts a history volume two written by Albus Dumbledore in memory of Hermione Granger.

I opened the book to the first page, which was the dedication page. As I already knew it was dedication to me.

Young miss Granger was the brightest student of her time and any time I can remember as headmaster of this school. It was her love for the book Hogwarts A History and all the corrections that she brought to my attention that led to my writing of this book.

Unfortunately Hermione Granger disappeared during her seventh year but being the witch that she was she was able to pass even if she didn't finish her last year. I hope, as does the rest of the staff of Hogwarts that Miss Granger will read this book and realize that we all miss her. Please come back to us miss Granger.

After reading that I felt like crying. It wasn't until a few teardrops fell on the page that I realized that I was.

I cried for what I missed and I cried for the people that I hurt. I didn't know how long I cried but there seemed to be no end to my tears. Each tear represented a day I was gone it seemed.

I was crying for days it seemed when someone wrapped his or her arms around me. I sat even longer on my bed just crying as the unknown person held me. I don't know how long I cried but I didn't care because I felt safe.

It took me a while to realize that the person holding me was whispering softly telling me that it was okay. It was then that I realized that a male was holding me. It had to be a Weasley or Harry.

Then I remembered that Harry went home a few minutes before I went to bed. It had to be a Weasley because most other people wouldn't dare come into this house with out Molly knowing and she would have told me if there was some one else in the house. At least I hoped she would.

When I was done crying or at least I hope I was. I took the chance to look at the person who was holding me. I was startled when I saw the bright fun loving blue eyes of one of the Weasley twins. Used to be able to tell them apart but after so long they are just like strangers to me.

I had a feeling that if anyone it was going to be Fred. I didn't however guess at what twin it was out of fear of being wrong.

'It's okay Mione. You're back home where you belong. I know you don't know what twin I am from being gone so long but it's me Fred.'

'Fred why do you care? I ditched you and your family ten years ago without caring what you think? Didn't it hurt you knowing that I left without looking back?'

Fred looked like he didn't care what it was that I did. It was funny because he had the look on his face that I always thought I would never see again. He looked like he was planning a great joke.

'Look Mione I know there was a reason why you left. I care because you were and are still a huge member of this family. Even if you have been gone for years your memory has always been a part of the family.

'Yes ten years ago you left us. If you looked back or not I don't know and it did and a way it still does hurt but we have you back and that's all that matters. I won't pretend to know what made you leave but I know that we are all happy to have you back.'

Sometime through out his little speech I started crying again. Fred just held me. I could hear him whispering something in my ear but I couldn't understand them. I wonder if it was important that I did know them or not. It didn't matter over all because I felt safe.

I don't know when I fell asleep but when I woke up Fred was gone and it was daylight. For some reason I felt a great sense of loss.

After ten years of being on my own just some time in Fred's arms made me feel something I've thought I left behind.

October 31 1994

Halloween was always one of my favorite times of the year. It is always easy to forget that I have homework that needs to be handed in. I wasn't the only person who felt that way. Everyone did.

Harry and I were sitting on the couch in the dorm common rooms just talking as we waited for Ron. Normally it was always Ron that was the first to be down for lunch but today he wasn't. I had a feeling that I know what he is up to but I wasn't sure.

Harry and I were talking about things that had no real meaning. We were just enjoying each other's company. It wasn't until Ginny came down stairs that Harry stopped talking or even listening to me. I knew at that moment that I had no chance with him.

When Ron came down stairs I ran off to the library. I told the boys that I had homework and head girl things that I had to do so I would be back much later and that I wouldn't be at the dance.

I had talked professor Dumbledore to let us have a Halloween dance instead of a feast. Everyone would be in costume but I couldn't handle being in a crowded room.

I ended up at the end of the dance because Dumbledore made me go. I went as a black Goth. It was funny because I could stand by one of the walls and no one could see me. Not only did I not want anyone to see me but also I wanted to be on my own in every way.

I didn't know what time it was when I went down stairs. The clock on the wall was no help at all because it had many hands with a picture of each Weasley plus Harry and I. There were also many headings on the clock and most of them were pointing to home. Even mine was pointing at home.

I went in to the kitchen because that's where all the wonderful smells were coming from. I knew Molly was cooking like she always is.

When I walked in to the kitchen I was greeted by the sight of Molly cooking a large breakfast. I was but yet I wasn't shocked that she was. I remember the lovely breakfasts that she used to make when everyone lived here.

'Good morning, Hermione. Glad to see that you still get up early as you used to.' Molly said when she noticed that I had walked into the room.

'Good morning, Mrs. Weasley.' I replied. 'Can I help you with anything?'

'Hermione dear you are still family no matter how long you have been gone so please stop calling me Mrs. Weasley. Yes there is something you can do for me. I would like you to set the table for six.' She said as she went back to her cooking.

'Mom who all is going to be here eating at this time in the morning?' I asked only thinking that there should be the three of us eating.

'Well Hermione there is Fred, Ron, Author, Harry, you, and me.' Mom said without even looking up from her cooking.

I went in to the dinning room and got out the needed to set the table. I had just set the last spot when someone wrapped their arms around me. This time I wasn't scared like I was last night.

'Good morning Mione.' Harry whispered in me ear.

'Harry what are you doing up this early?' I remember when Harry would complain that I was always up before the sun and no one had a right to be.

'I couldn't sleep I was afraid that when I woke all this would be a dream and you would still be gone.' Harry stated simply even though I could see the tears slipping from his eyes.

'Maybe Harry the last ten years was a dream and you would wake up in your dorm in Hogwarts dreading another potions class.' I replied just as calmly.

'I also wish that was the case Hermione but I know it's not true. Did you know that mom still cries herself to sleep each night?' Harry asked me looking right in my eyes. 'Last night was the first time in ten years that she smiled. When Ginny and I got married she forced herself to smile but the whole time she kept looking at the doors waiting for you to come in.

'She wasn't the only one. The whole Weasley clan kept looking at the doors waiting for you. By the end of the reception mom was crying again over you not her own daughters wedding. In a way Hermione you ruined what was meant to be the perfect day for Ginny and me but I forgave you yesterday. You know why? Because your back and that is all we ever wanted.' Harry said still looking me in the eye.

I knew then that he would never understand some of the choices that I made that day that I left. The biggest and the hardest choices were not to look back or even say goodbye. He didn't know about all the times I to cried myself to sleep.

'Do you think it was easy for me. I wanted to come back so many times but I was too scared. I cried myself to sleep every night as well. Hell Harry I cried myself to sleep last night. If you don't believe me you can ask Fred he held me as I cried.

'Harry everything as always been about you in your own world but I won't lie to you to protect you like everyone else does. You were the reason I left. Well it was you and Ginny hell you're not even the reason I came back. I'm here for the Weasleys. That doesn't include you and Ginny because you will always be Potters and the reason I left. If you don't know why I left ask your wife she knows.'

I ran out of the room before I started crying again. It seamed that all I could do lately was cry and I am sick of it. I was not born crying and I refuse to cry anymore.

On my way out I ran right into Ron. Out of instinct he wrapped his arms around me before I could fall over. It however did cause me to knock him over and because he had his arms around me I fell on top of him. The picture over all didn't look good.

'Mione what's wrong?' He asked as soon as he looked into my eyes. After all these years he could always tell how I felt by just looking into my eyes.

'I was just talking with Harry. I'm going to see if your mom needs help' I said trying to get out of Ron's embrace. He however wouldn't let me he just held me tighter.

'He still doesn't know the truth does he? Hermione you have to tell him.' Ron stated sounding a little bit angry.

'I told him that I left because of him and Ginny. I told him that if he wants to know to ask her. She knows the truth.' I told him not looking at his eyes.

'Hermione he needs the truth and he needs it from you his best friend not Ginny his wife.' Ron stated simply.

'I can't tell him Ron. I never could that's why I left because I couldn't tell him and I couldn't stand the thought of Ginny knowing but not caring.'

'Hermione the way my sister did things with Harry was stupid but she did care. But a few months when we figured that you weren't coming back that's when she did stop caring.'

'Ron let me up now!' Had to shout because I didn't like to be held against my will because it brought back memories I didn't want. They were memories that I would never tell anyone.

January 24th 1999

The day was perfect. The sun was up and shining. It wasn't going to get to hot so I was content. I should have known that it wasn't going to last. Perfect things never do. I thought my friendship with Harry, Ron, and Ginny was perfect. It has been a few years since I've talked to any of them and that was how I wanted it back then. But is it what I wanted now.

I sat for a while today thinking about it. There were times that I jumped up ready to go back only to sit down to scared to even try.

It happened when I was on my way home from my new job. It wasn't a perfect job but it was one far away from the magic realm, which is what I really wanted.

Like I said I was walking home. The sky went all dark like someone turned off the only light in a room. When I noticed an eerie green glow above me. When I looked up I saw the most hideous thing in my life. The Dark Mark.

I began to run away from the mark because I knew it wasn't a good sign. I had just turned a corner and ended up in an alley but that wasn't the worst part. There in the alley was Death Eaters and lots of them.

None of them recognized me as the girl that hung out with Harry Potter they noticed me as prey. And that's what I was. I didn't have my wand and if I did I wouldn't use it.

Three of them began to advance on me. I slowly started to back out of the alley only to bump into another Death Eater. I was trapped without a doubt. I also knew I wouldn't make it out alive.

I kicked the person behind me in the balls. I was glad when he doubled over in pain. Without a glance backwards or a second thought I took off running. I didn't even make it three steps before I was stupefied.

I could hear the Death Eaters taunting me. They didn't realize that they caught a witch and not a muggle who didn't have a clue what was going to happen.

I heard one of the men shout the cruciatus curse. The pain was horrible but it was nothing like the pain I felt watching Ginny with Harry. Not once did I scream. I could tell that the Death Eaters didn't like that one bit.

When they lifted the curse was thankful because I couldn't stand the pain. That however wasn't the worst that they were to do to me. I knew what came next because we were told about what Death Eaters did to women that they caught.

I was right. They tied my hands and feet so that I couldn't do anything to stop them. And I was scared out of my life, which I knew would be over soon.

One of the Death Eaters, which I guessed was in charge, waved his wand and I found my self stripped of all my clothing. The leader roughly played with my breasts, which I knew even dead there would be bruising. After what felt like a lifetime he roughly pushed himself into me.

I wanted to scream each time one of them entered me but I wouldn't give them the satisfaction.

Ron suddenly let me go once he saw how scared I looked. When I was no longer in his embrace I ran upstairs to what was my room.

AN: It might take sometime to get the next chapter out as I already had these two ready and just found them but I won't give up. I would recommend reading marsfire2242's story School Show Down! It however is a Draco/Hermione! Oh and whatever is in italics is written such as a journal entry or the decadation page.