Chapter 1: Remembering Harry and the Weasleys
Hermione knew that it was getting late...she should have gone to the market earlier in the day but she didn't have much money and she knew that at the very end of market day, she could often get meat and vegetables quite cheaply. Better yet, some shopkeepers would even dump what was left of their produce right on the ground outside their shops rather than pack it all up again, especially as what was left at the end of the day was worse for wear, being pretty much poked, prodded, and battered.
There was another reason why she was out so late...she didn't want to be recognized. The Dark Lord had won the war and most of her friends were dead, or wished that they were. Even her parents were dead. They had been found before she could get them away to Australia...Dumbledick and the Order hadn't taken their safety seriously enough...and her parents paid the price!
Just before the Battle of Hogwarts, they had been given to Bellatrix as a "present" for services rendered. Damn that rotten bitch to hell! She just hoped that they died right away, although realistically she knew that they had suffered dreadfully. At least now they were out of their misery. God, she hoped so! Hermione so wished she could get her hands on Dumbledouche but evidently he had fled to America after the first wave of murders. Gutless coward, she thought!
Now almost all by herself, Hermione made a point of remembering how her friends died...as long as she still remembered them, they were not forgotten...even if it was only in her mind. Harry, of course, was long gone as was nearly all the Weasleys...
The only Weasleys still alive were Percy and the twins...that is, if you could call it "living". Percy and the twins were barely alive and yearned for death. Percy was currently the Dark Lord's "favorite". He had shared that duty with Harry Potter, who had survived the Battle of Hogwarts but had been defeated on the battlefield. Unfortunately, the Dark Lord got a little too enthusiastic brutalizing Harry one night and Harry was found dead the next morning...in several pieces...all of which were fed to Nagini as a little bedtime snack.
After some "fun" time with the Death Eaters, the twins and Ron had been castrated and sent to the brothels in Knockturn Alley...somehow Ron lasted almost a year. The twins, unfortunately, were still with the living. As for dragon-loving Charlie, he had been so robust that he was sent to the "specialists" brothel, again in Knockturn Alley. Two of his clients got a little rambunctious with the former dragon-tamer one night trying to see if he was flame proof...he wasn't.
The Dark Lord himself raped and tortured Ginny repeatedly in front of her parents (prior to their being killed) before tiring of his fun and handing her over to his Death Eaters for more "fun and games". It took a whole month for them to rape and torture her into a stupor, at which point, they fed her alive to Greyback.
Bill, Fleur, and little Victoire were all dead. They had been given to Walden Macnair as a "present" for services rendered. Their suffering was horrific but in the end, even Macnair tired of torturing them and they were fed to Greyback while still alive!
Lastly, Molly and Arthur were dead. As revenge for killing Bellatrix, Molly Weasley, along with Arthur had been forced to watch the rape and torture of their daughter, before Molly was made an example of...she was skewered and roasted alive on a spit before being fed to Greyback...death was a blessing to her. As for poor Arthur, he was walled up alive in a broom closet...it would have taken days for him to die of thirst and terror...not that anyone was able to know for sure...