Disclaimer: The fact that I have never been to England and that I'm an aussie living in the states doesn't really help me if I wanted to claim Harry Potter as my own know would it.

Oh AND ALL MISTAKES ARE MINE I'M SORRY 

Chapter 2 Inked and stabbed

Two weeks had past since Hermione had checked out from the hospital and once stepping over the front step of the Grangers house her life had started were it left off a living hell. Blake Hermione's father had started up his nightly fix, after drinking haft a bottle of gin while taking a few lines of meth he stumbled up to his stepdaughter's bedroom. It was dark when he entered, Hermione lied flat on her bed much like the why she did when she was found after her mess up, but this time her hands holding on tight to the sheets, but this didn't stop Blake.

Pulling off Hermione's lifeline he gleamed down looking at her creamy skinny body that shock at the site of him. Licking his lips he jumped on top of her pinning her down for no way of escape, not that she hadn't tried before. Then it happened ripping off her nightdress his hand everywhere pinching her breasts and slapping her thighs painfully. Then in he went hard and fast felling the dry womanhood that he craved, Hermione yelped from the assault, her body went limp as she stared at the ceiling hoping he would finish soon and leave her alone.

"I knew marrying that bitch had its ups" he grunted to himself more then her "In the form of a bucktooth child".

"Please stop" Hermione cried hoping that this time he would but deep down she new that it would never happen considering the fact that this whole business started when she was nine.

A few minutes later he had finished, happy with himself he gave Hermione a evil grin "Till next time my dear" then he was gone leaving Hermione to cry herself to sleep

as she always did. Hermione pulled her bed sheets around her tainted body and waited for the tears to come but they never did, in some weird why it scared her.

Hermione started to think to herself 'I'm going to change and first lets start with my look'.

Hermione woke up early and showered grabbing her wallet credit card and fake I.D after leaving a note to her mum on the kitchens tabletop, she left not looking back at her almost mansion size house. There was one good thing about being a Granger they had money coming out of their ass, not that Hermione told this to many people but she kind of enjoyed the fact that she could run up a $10,000 bill and her parents wouldn't bat an eyelash, but she would give it up all in a heart beat just to get away from him.

Taking a train to the city to shop, shop, shop but her stomach had been yelling out for food, so after snatching a donut and a cup of coffee she was off walking the streets.

Hermione stopped at a hair salon 'Hmm a new hair style could do me some good but I do feel sorry for the girl stuck with my mop'. Grinning to herself a grin that didn't meet her eyes, she walked in

Stepping out an hour later head held high, at first glances you wouldn't have guessed who it was, just what Hermione had wanted. Her hair was now straight except for the long ringlets of indigo blue the remaining hair was black and an inch shorter then the ringlets and blue bangs. Happy with her new do Hermione moved on to the next step a new wardrobe.

Wondering where to go, she ended up following a muggle girl dress in black into the closest cloths shop to her right. To her surprise she had just walked into a Goth styled clothing store with a tattoo and body piercing studio set up in the back. Hermione went straight to a clothing rack displaying black pants covered with chains, studs, and some with zippers. Hermione picked out ten pairs all unique in one way of another her favorite ones had a pin-striped pattern with two long chains at the back that nearly hit the ground when you walked and an eye crying painted on the left thigh with the words written next to it 'One Tear Bleeds 1000 Words'.

By this time Hermione was the only in the shop now and the shopkeeper was now circling her like an eagle.

"Hello There sweetheart can I help you" He smiled seeing how man pants she was holding hoping she would buy them all. He had black hair and covered in tattoos and piercings.

"Yeah could you hold these while I look for some tops, skirts, shoes, and whatever else I want" Hermione replied before diving into yet another rack of clothes this one holding tops. After dropping off her pants at the counter the shopkeeper came back to Hermione's side hoping to get on her good side started a conversation.

"Hey again my names Crow what's yours" Crow asked holding out his hand to shake hers.

"Hermione" She mattered not noticing his hand she continued on looking threw the racks.

Hermione had finally finished her search threw the shop and had just handed over her credit card to crow who was happily scanning her purchase. In the end Hermione bought 10 pairs of pants, about 20 shirts all black most of them low-cut showing off her amazing chest, 12 Mini skirts in colours of red blue green purple and black all covered with chains, 4 inch mary-janes with striped socks in all colours, black sneakers, high heel black boots that went up to knees, metal high heels, and make-up.

When Crow was done he smiled at her "So what do you want either a tattoo or three body piercings".

"What" Hermione asked shocked but still hoping it was for real.

"What do you want either a tattoo or three body piercings since you spent a hell of a lot of money here the shop gives away tats and holes" Crow smiled at her loving his job even more and hoping she picked her nipples and down there or a tattoo on her ass.

"Ok cool can I see what the look like" She smiled "I think I need help pick out what I want".

Crow just smiled

Hermione was now exhibiting shiny bits of piercing metal threw her tongue, nose, top and bottom of her navel, and her ears each one had four hoops in their lower lobes, an Industrial, helix, and tragus. She had also gotten a wavy style tattoo on her lower back. She was quite pleased it was life a new way to cut yourself but it looked good to.

Crow and Hermione had become friends and that Crow was a muggle-born wizard like herself she he healed all here new piercings and tattoo in a flash of white light from his wand. Bibbing farewell to her new friend and a promise of owling him she turned to leave but ended up hitting something soiled and nearly falling to the ground.

When she looked up she stared into the eyes of her hero.

"Malfoy"

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