A/N I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING! Thank you to my beta TwilightElena

Hermione found herself back home in her bedroom. As she went downstairs she saw her parents sitting on the couch.

"Mum…Dad?" she asked.

They turned around to face her. "There is our Angel." Her father said.

"How are you sweetie?" her mother asked.

"Fine, a little confused…I thought you were dead?"

"We are only here in your dreams." Her mother explained.

"So I'm dreaming?"

"Yes, we've come to you to remind you of who you are." Her father told her.

"What do you mean?"

"We mean that because of what happen with Bellatrix you have changed and become more closed off and shy towards everyone. That's not who you are."

"Then who am I?"

"Take a look for yourself."

She watched through a cloud of smoke as she marched over to Malfoy with him pinned to a wall and her wand at his throat.

"He's not worth it." Ron told her.

She lowered her wand and just as Malfoy started to laugh at her she turned back and punched him in the face and he ran off life a scared little girl. Hermione giggled.

"That's who you are sweetie, a tough strong independent women who doesn't let people push her around and who isn't very easily broken down." Her mother said.

"You're one tough mudblood." Her father smiled.

"Thanks dad."

"No go back to your life and remember we always love you. Nor do we blame you for what happen. " Her mother said.

"I love you both thank you."

"We love you too."

She shared a hug and a kiss with her parents before they were gone.

Hermione shot up in bed with a gasp. Arms went around her hugging her close. "It's all right baby. You're safe. I'm here."

"Harry?"

"It's me baby. I'm here, everything is all right."

"That…that was so weird."

"What was?"

"My dream."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No, I'm all right."

"OK try and get some sleep. You're safe and no one can hurt you."

Hermione just nodded and cuddled into Harry. Was what she just saw all real? Did her parents really come to her and tell her that? She let the darkness take over and was out within minutes.

The next morning everyone was enjoying some breakfast.

"Hermione how's your arm?" Ron asked.

The others were in their own conversation and paying no attention.

"Better. It hardly hurts anymore. Now it's just there as a painful reminder."

"I wish there was a spell that made it go away."

"Me two."

"Have you shown anyone else?"

"No, only you, Dumbledore, Harry, and Hagrid know. I'd rather not tell the others."

"Don't worry your secret is safe with me."

"Thanks Ron."

"What secret?"

Everyone looked up to see Malfoy.

"Nothing that concerns you Malfoy so get lost."

"Secrets always have a way of coming out in the end." Malfoy smirked. "Plus there are spells that will cause you to speak."

"You touch her and I'll make sure you will never live to see another day." Harry said.

"No, Harry its ok. I've got this."

Hermione stood up and pulled out her wand pointing it at Malfoy. "You're right Malfoy there are spells that will make me talk. There are also spells that will cause you a great deal of pain. Since I am the smartest witch of my age…as some would say…I am going to show you some."

"Forget it. I'm out of here."

Malfoy ran off. Hermione smiled. "I'm one tough mudblood." She sat back down.

"Wow that was amazing Hermione." Harry said.

"Thanks. It felt good."

"Not good brilliant." Ron smirked.

The three just laughed. Maybe healing and coping wouldn't be that hard after all.

During their next class everything was going normal until Malfoy raised his hand.

"Yes?" the teacher asked.

"I was wondering Professor, is there a way to remove a scar?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well if I had this really ugly scar on my body and I didn't want anyone to see it. Instead of covering it up could I just get rid of it with a spell?"

"It depends on the scar."

"Like this one…" Before anyone could react Malfoy grabbed Hermione and pulled her closer to him. He took her bad arm facing it outwards. She struggling to get free but his grip was too tight. She couldn't reach her wand because it was back by her seat. He pulled her sleeve down showing her scar to everyone. Hermione struggled more when everyone in the room gasped.

"Let her go!" Harry yelled.

"Mr. Potter do not shout." Professor Snape order.

"Make him let her go."

"Please Professor his grip is really tight." Hermione pleaded.

"Ms. Granger most witches aren't that weak. Now unless you want to live up to your nickname I suggest your bulk up and start acting like a real witch." Snape said.

Hermione was still struggling to get free when he let her go. She went flying into the table hitting her already sore arm. Everyone was laughing at her. Hermione ran from the class room tears streaming down her cheeks. She needed to get to the one place she knew neither Malfoy nor Snape could get to and that was the Gryffindor Common Room. She ran until she finally got through the painting. Once she was safe she collapsed to her knees crying hysterically. She felt arms go around her hugging her close.

"Shhh baby you're safe now. You're safe."

She knew that voice anywhere. She cuddled into him and cried into his chest.

"H-how di-did he fi-find out." Hermione asked.

"I don't know baby. I didn't tell him."

"That was awful."

"Don't let Snape get to you."

"It hurts Harry." She whispered softly.

He knew what she was talking about. She showed him her arms. It had become red and irritated but nothing too bad. He gave it a small kiss and she giggled at the tickle she felt.

"That tickles." She smiled softly.

"Hmm…well what about this?" he kissed the letter 'm'

Again she felt the tickle and giggled and nodded. He did it again and got the same result. As he kissed each letter in the word Hermione giggled at the tickling feeling she was getting from him. Finally he stopped.

"Thank you Harry"

"You're welcome. Do you feel better?"

"Yes, much better."

"Good. I love you."

"I love you too.

They leaned in and shared a kiss. Just then there was a pecking at the window. They pulled away and saw an Owl outside. They went over and let it in. The owl gave them a letter before flying away.

"It's for me…from the Ministries of Magic." Hermione said slowly.

"Open it."

Hermione opened the letter and started to read it.

"What does it say?" Harry asked.

"Bellatrix has been captured."

"That's great."

"I have to testify against her next weekend."

"Oh…I see."

"Harry what am I going to do. I can't do this. I'm not ready."

"So we make you ready. Look when I had my trial Dumbledore prepared me and Mr. Weasley prepared me. So if we get you prepared we shouldn't have a problem."

"I hope so."

Hermione was scared to death now. Sure she'd love nothing more than to kill Bellatrix and prove to her just how strong she could be but she had no idea how to do that. How would she ever survive this?

A/N next chapter is the trial will Hermione make it through or suffer? Thank you to my beta TwilightElena. For updates and sneak peeks on my future work fan me here: .com/pages/Hopelessromanticgurl/122036234528562