A/N- My first attempt at a HG/RL fan fic. Please be nice when reviewing.I
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Remus sighed as he drank his third glass of brandy. Sirius was gone, and he could do nothing about it. He cried and wondered how he would survive without his best friend. He was the only survivor of the Marauders, except of course, for Peter, who would pay dearly for the pain he was causing him. He looked outside and sighed. "Sirius, why did you have to leave me old friend?" he asked aloud.
Hermione was lying on her bed listening to her drunken father yell at her sobbing mother. This was a daily thing in the Granger home. She heard something break and heard her mother scream. This however, was unusual; nothing was ever broken before when they were arguing. She crept down the stairs and gasped as she saw her father stab her mother repeatedly. She screamed and her father turned around. She ran for her room and blocked the door. He kicked it down and she screamed. He punched her in the face and knocked her backward. He beat on her repeatedly and then left her there, bloody and bruised. She would not die that night.
Hermione sobbed and tried to stand up. She fell back down and sobbed. She crawled into the bathroom and cleaned herself up. The bruises were still there. She went downstairs and noticed that her mother's body was gone. There was a note on the door. "Hermione, I took your mother's body away. If you know what's good for you, you will stay put and not say a word to the police." Hermione tore the paper up and then took out some floo- powder and grabbed a knife. She threw the powder in the fire and said " Diagon Alley!" She came out at the Leaky Cauldron and then ran to another fire place and yelled "Hogsmead!" She came out and ran toward the woods and tripped and fell in the mud. She cried and wondered why she was left to live instead of her mother. It was her fault her mother was dead. She never reported the abuse and never defended her mother, and now she was dead because of it. She took out the knife and slit both wrists so deep that blood flowed out like a fountain. She lay there, looking at the sky. She had nothing left to live for. Ron and Harry had abandoned her after Sirius was killed.
Meanwhile, Remus stood up. He could smell blood, lots of it. The scent was familiar.It was Hermione. He ran out of his cottage and followed the smell. He found her lying on the ground bleeding from her wrists and a knife in one of her hands. Her eyes were shut and her breaths were short. He tore two pieces of cloth and wrapped her wrists and then apparated with her to Hogwarts. He appeared in front of Hogwarts and ran through the gates. He ran into the building and was met by a worried Dumbledore. "Remus, what happened to her?" Remus sighed. "I don't know but she needs help immediately, she's dying." They rushed her to Poppy and waited to hear what would happen to her. Remus began to cry again. He would be losing another loved one. ~ Loved one? You don't love Hermione. Not like that, but as one of my own children, yes.You liar.Shut it! ~ Poppy came out and sighed. "She lost a lot of blood, but she should make a good recovery. There is something you should know.She was bleeding from her wrists.I believe she did this to herself." Dumbledore blinked. "Are you sure?" Remus sighed. "I found a knife in her hand.She did this to herself.." Dumbledore sighed. "When she awakes, I wish to speak with her immediately." Poppy looked down. "She's in a coma.she might not be awake for awhile." Remus looked at the floor. ~ Or never.~ Dumbledore got up and left. Remus left to the gardens. He couldn't stand having another one die. It seemed that everyone he cared about was dying. Who would be next? Ron? Ginny? Harry? He didn't want to be here to find out. He grabbed his wand out and sighed. He had nothing left.Then he remembered Hermione. Maybe he did have something left to live for. Hermione would need someone to talk to and he knew all about Ron and Harry. He put his wand back in his robe and sighed. He didn't need this extra stress right now.
A/N- Thanks for reading. Tell me what you think.
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Remus sighed as he drank his third glass of brandy. Sirius was gone, and he could do nothing about it. He cried and wondered how he would survive without his best friend. He was the only survivor of the Marauders, except of course, for Peter, who would pay dearly for the pain he was causing him. He looked outside and sighed. "Sirius, why did you have to leave me old friend?" he asked aloud.
Hermione was lying on her bed listening to her drunken father yell at her sobbing mother. This was a daily thing in the Granger home. She heard something break and heard her mother scream. This however, was unusual; nothing was ever broken before when they were arguing. She crept down the stairs and gasped as she saw her father stab her mother repeatedly. She screamed and her father turned around. She ran for her room and blocked the door. He kicked it down and she screamed. He punched her in the face and knocked her backward. He beat on her repeatedly and then left her there, bloody and bruised. She would not die that night.
Hermione sobbed and tried to stand up. She fell back down and sobbed. She crawled into the bathroom and cleaned herself up. The bruises were still there. She went downstairs and noticed that her mother's body was gone. There was a note on the door. "Hermione, I took your mother's body away. If you know what's good for you, you will stay put and not say a word to the police." Hermione tore the paper up and then took out some floo- powder and grabbed a knife. She threw the powder in the fire and said " Diagon Alley!" She came out at the Leaky Cauldron and then ran to another fire place and yelled "Hogsmead!" She came out and ran toward the woods and tripped and fell in the mud. She cried and wondered why she was left to live instead of her mother. It was her fault her mother was dead. She never reported the abuse and never defended her mother, and now she was dead because of it. She took out the knife and slit both wrists so deep that blood flowed out like a fountain. She lay there, looking at the sky. She had nothing left to live for. Ron and Harry had abandoned her after Sirius was killed.
Meanwhile, Remus stood up. He could smell blood, lots of it. The scent was familiar.It was Hermione. He ran out of his cottage and followed the smell. He found her lying on the ground bleeding from her wrists and a knife in one of her hands. Her eyes were shut and her breaths were short. He tore two pieces of cloth and wrapped her wrists and then apparated with her to Hogwarts. He appeared in front of Hogwarts and ran through the gates. He ran into the building and was met by a worried Dumbledore. "Remus, what happened to her?" Remus sighed. "I don't know but she needs help immediately, she's dying." They rushed her to Poppy and waited to hear what would happen to her. Remus began to cry again. He would be losing another loved one. ~ Loved one? You don't love Hermione. Not like that, but as one of my own children, yes.You liar.Shut it! ~ Poppy came out and sighed. "She lost a lot of blood, but she should make a good recovery. There is something you should know.She was bleeding from her wrists.I believe she did this to herself." Dumbledore blinked. "Are you sure?" Remus sighed. "I found a knife in her hand.She did this to herself.." Dumbledore sighed. "When she awakes, I wish to speak with her immediately." Poppy looked down. "She's in a coma.she might not be awake for awhile." Remus looked at the floor. ~ Or never.~ Dumbledore got up and left. Remus left to the gardens. He couldn't stand having another one die. It seemed that everyone he cared about was dying. Who would be next? Ron? Ginny? Harry? He didn't want to be here to find out. He grabbed his wand out and sighed. He had nothing left.Then he remembered Hermione. Maybe he did have something left to live for. Hermione would need someone to talk to and he knew all about Ron and Harry. He put his wand back in his robe and sighed. He didn't need this extra stress right now.
A/N- Thanks for reading. Tell me what you think.