okay srry this took so long to upload, its just been hell with all my homework and tests and quizes and you all know how hellish it is. so i wrote this chapter last night and i know its alittle short n all but its the best i could think of.

Hermione looked over at the little alarm clock next to the small twin bed that she had been sleeping in. It was shining 11:00 A.M. so brightly in red that it was making her eyes hurt. She slowly climbed out of the bed and walked over to the wall mirror in Ginny's room, and looked at herself closely, she looked at all her flaws and scars all over herself, all the bruises that covered her arms and legs, all the scars that surrounded her body, the scars that brought back so many memories, and the little scar that rested right below her lower lip, atleast that's what it would look like to anyone else, just the noticeable marks, nothing else. Knowone knew of all the scars that she obtained, she herself was a scar.

She got dressed and toddled down the long narrow stairway leading to the kitchen, where all the Weasley's including Harry, would be seated eating breakfast, not a care in the world, well besides Harry having to check his back occasionally, just in case Voldemort tries to kill him, again. But when she arrived there, she didn't see the breakfast waiting for her, she didn't see Molly's smiling face, she didn't see Ginny, Harry, Ron, or Feorge. Just an empty cold kitchen. She walked around in threw the living area, the pantry, the back yard, nothing. She searched for some kind of explanation, a note, a message, any form of something humane, nothing. Hermione started to worry, it wasn't like the Weasley's to just pick up and leave somewhere.

"You guys? Where are you at?" She questioned shakily, "Ginny? Ron? Harry? You guys this isn't funny." Knowone answered she walked back up the stairs and checked all the bedrooms, and bathroom, but after no prevail she turned back down the stairs. But when she got down there, she wanted to die right there. Her eyes widened, she couldn't move, she couldn't speak, she wanted to scream, but she was too afraid to do anything.

"Well, well, well. I've been looking for you." There Mike stood, waiting for Hermione right in front of the stairway, and a knife, a butchers knife in hand. There was no way to escape beside to run back up the stairs and lock herself in a room.

"N..n…n…o, w..w..hat are yo..u doing h...e..re?"

"I came for alittle visit," he said forwarding toward her slowly, "you seemed to have misunderstood me earlier."

"Where are they?" she asked trying to sound tuff.

"Where are who?" he asked innocently, only steps away from her.

"You know who, Molly, Harry, Ron, Fred, George…..Ginny, where's Ginny?" He started up the stairs while she backed up, one step at a time. "If you hurt them, I swear to god ill, ill…."

"You'll what, run and hide in a closet? I don't think so, your not getting away this time." she ran back up the stairs as fast as she could, and locked herself in the first room she could stop in, a dingy old closet. She fell down on the ground next to a small trunk. He was pounding and kicking on the door trying with all his might to get it open, and he was almost there, he almost had in broken down. She heard him swearing and yelling at her, but she couldn't make out what he was saying, because she was flooded with thoughts of her own on how in hell she was going to get out of this. She went threw all the trunks and shelves, trying to find something that would save her, but there was nothing, and then she wondered, she wondered if this was it, if this was the way she was meant to die, and maybe it was. She would finally be with all her friends and family, peacefully with no worries, but she didn't have any time to figure it out, because when she looked up once more at the closet door, there he was he had finally done it, he had broken it down and started to attack her once more.

"Please……please don't, please." she begged and begged quietly but as loudly as she could throughout all her tears. And then it was over.

so i know, not my best but what did everyone think? please r & r, give me sum inspiration here