this is chapter 6 i am so happy chapter 6 of my third story
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readers: hurray
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readers: hurray
don't worry it's not a dream. HURRAY!
and the story will be done mostly in flashback
Chapter 6: R.A.P.E!
'Cause You're in my heart
I can feel Your beat
And You move my mind
From behind the wheel
When I lose control
I can only breathe Your name
I can only breathe Your name
I can only breathe Your name
I can only breathe Your name
'Breathe your name' by Sixpence none the richer
Narrator's P.O.V:
"Ron, Ron, Ron," Hermione moaned. She rolled over and rolled straight into a cardboard box. She sat up and screamed. She stood up and her knees gave out from under her. So Hermione crawled over to a door. She saw her wand by the door and grabbed it. She pulled at the door, she tried to push it up, but it wouldn't budge, so then she pulled it down wouldn't move either.
"Help!" She screamed, she pushed the door to the right and it opened. Hermione was breathing heavily. She managed to stand, and she stumbled out onto the deserted street.
The sun was setting.
Hermione's pale-pink blouse had a huge gash in the front. Her red skirt, had a rip in it, and both her shoe heels were broken.
Hermione stumbled and tottered down the street looking for civilization. She was walking for nearing thirty minutes when she heard her name.
"Hermione! Hermione!" Ginny called to her, but Hermione paid no attention, she had to find him, he could help her, he could fix this.
Ginny wrote something on a piece of paper and made it disappeared. Seconds later there were seven pops and Ron and the others appeared.
"Hermione?"
"Ron?"
"Yeah, it's me. Where were you? What happened?"
"I think we should take her home before she tells us." Neville quipped.
"Yeah."
Two minutes later Hermione was home. Ron made a move to touch her.
"Don't touch me." Hermione whispered. And with that she walked off hugging herself. Harry made a move to follow her.
"No let her go." Ron said softly.
"No, I know how she feels, more or less, and it's best to get it out than delay it."
"Yeah, but let her go shower." Ginny said.
"How do you know that's what she's gonna do?"
"Because that's all I wanted to do when I found that Voldemort had invaded my privacy and my world almost ending it. I wanted to wash it all away." Ginny said. Every one of them had now had enough courage to say 'Voldemort' after Harry had killed him.
upstairs
Hermione was extremely glad they had let her go she couldn't look at them. She stripped and went into her bath room and she took a shower. It was very quick considering how she wanted to drown herself, but she couldn't bear to look at herself.
She put on one of her old uniforms a long gray skirt and an over-sized shirt. She took a deep breath and went back downstairs the second last place she wanted to be, because having Harry for a best friend she knew it was better to get it out straight away; she had had her fifteen minutes of numb.
Hermione came downstairs in fresh clothes, she herself looking worst than ever.
"Hermione, tell us what happened." Harry said gently, his voice soothing her in a small way. Hermione's lip trembled.
"I-I-I-I …… I w-was …-" Hermione looked at them. She took a deep breath she could tell them; they'd help her, right?
"I was raped."
The entire room was silent.
Ron's P.O.V:
What!... Hermione was raped? No offense, but Hermione? Oh My God (forgive the swear). I mean any one else, but Hermione? Not that it was impossible, she actually let down her guard enough for someone to get to her that way.
I stared at her like every one else therefore causing her to recoil. She turned away and bit her nails. Some thing I hadn't seen her do in a while.
There was a knock on the door and Sam came in. Hermione jumped.
"Ok you found her." She said with a sigh of relief. Harry turned around. Sam stilled herself at the look on everyone face, hers conveying confusion, Harry walked over to her and whisper it in her ear, confusion turned to shock, just like everyone else's. Sam walked over to her.
"Hermione, sit down," she said gently. Hermione obeyed. Sam stared at Hermione, Hermione avoided it at all cost, but Sam persisted
"FINE!" Hermione screamed. "He raped me, ok, he raped me!"
"No, it's not ok, but tell me, who is 'he'?"
"Sea-" and Hermione stared to cry.
"What!"
"Seamus." Hermione said trembling, let me re-phrase that, shaking so hard that the arm-chair was practically shaking.
"Tell us from the beginning."
"No."
"Hermione…" Sam said, sounding so much like a mother, who caught her child being wicked.
"Fine. It was after you left me with him on Wednesday."
flashback
Hermione's P.O.V:
I walked with Seamus.