(a/n) heres the second installment.. couldn't type yesterday.. kinda was lazy.. Heh heh.. but I'm typing it today.

Chapter Two: Owl Post

Hermione was awoke by the sound of tapping at her window. She made a move to get up from the floor where she lay. But regretted it when pain burned up her spinal cord. With an agonized groan she managed to get up. 'That bastard! I'm not taking this anymore.. I have a wand. I could hex him to oblivion.' She quickly rid her mind of such thoughts. She knew she couldn't do that to her father no matter what he did to her. 'Hes still a bastard though' She giggled as she limped her way to the window where the brown owl fluttered just outside.

Smiling she opened the window and let the owl inside. She untied the piece of pachment from its clawed feet. She petted the owl affectionately letting it perch on her shoulder. She walked over to the loose floor board by her bed. She had hidden some owl treats and magical stuff there.

Giving the owl a few of the treats and some water from here glass. She walked over to the window and watch the owl fly off into the crisp morning air. She let out a longing sigh. All she could really think about was how the was going somewhere safe. Away from her father. Thats where she wanted to be. But she didn't get a chance to leave till Sept. 1st. She could apparate yes. But she had no where to go. Harry and Ron were out of the question because they ask too many questions. The Order Headquarters was out of the question to. Because it wasn't really a house anymore with open room the aurors lived there now. Helping stop stray Death Eaters.

She sighed as she remembered the day this all start. The end of fifth year. When she was happy that Harry wouldn't have that bad of a summer. But she doesn't remember the happy feeling. Just the pain about the event of what happened that day. Her mother was on her way to pick her up at King Cross station. But she was blind sided by a drunk driver. She remembered how she waited there fro her mother for hours after everyone had left the station. A police car pulled up in front of her. An officer got out of the call telling her mother was killed. That her last words were 'My daughter, Hermione..at King Cross Station.. Tell her I'm sorry. Tell her that I love her.' A silent lone tear ran down Hermione's face. She could picture the distraught look on her face as she looked at her reflection in the police car window as they were taking her home. She remembered how she thought ' It cant get worse then this. ' Oh how she was wrong.

She smiled to herself. ' To think me Hermione Ann Granger could be wrong. For the first time in my life. ' Her father started to blame her for her mother's death. Saying 'if she never went to get her sorry freakish ass she wouldn't have died' She knew it wasn't her fault. She even argued back for the longest time. Thats when he started beating her. She soon learned that her father never loved her. That her mother snuck the pregnancy up on him. The only reason why he let her stay was because of her mother.

She let out another sigh. Thinking about the hateful things he says to her during the dreadful beatings. Things like 'Whore' 'You'll never marry' 'Your ugly' and many more. She never took the words seriously. She knew she was far from ugly. She had grown up from the scrawny little bushy head girl with the buck teeth. To a curvy young lady with a head full with ringlet brown curls. She was confident and she let no one tell her other wise. Well no one except her Father that is.

She looked down at the letter in her hand she had completely forgotten about. Unrolling the pachment she read.

Dear Miss Granger,

We are pleased to inform you that you are this years Head Girl. We request that you come early this year to learn about the new and exciting things to happen at Hogwarts this term. The books you are required to have are already bought for you. You will get your head duties also. Please beat platform 9 3/4 by 1:PM August 18th. See you soon.

Minerva McGonagall

Duty Head Mistress

Made a cry of joy and looked at the calendar. ' Thats tomorrow' She ran over to the loose floor board and grabbed her wand. " ACCIO TRUNK!" She heard her trunk coming from where ever her father had hi it. It came through her open bedroom door landing in front of her. She started packing her hurriedly. She had it all planned out she will apparate to Diagon Alley and stay at the Leaky Cauldron after she took a trip to Gringotts. Then she would apparate to King Cross Station tomorrow afternoon. To Hermione everything seem brighter. She gathered up the rest of her things and with a pop she was gone.

(a/n) there it is.. its like the longest chapter i ever typed.. i feel so proud of myself! review please.