A/N:From here on out I am going to write in the POV of Hermione. I started thinking that it would be better if I didn't back now that I have actually gotten into it, I think it will just be easier. Sorry if this upsets anyone, but it's what works for me. Thanks. Enjoy!
Chapter 2: Hate, Anger, Fear, Pain
"Hermione, dear we need to talk… Privately." She was trying to hint to Aria to leave, but she didn't get the memo. Instead she grabbed my hand. I can only assume that I must have tenset and Aria noticed. For someone who could be no older than 7, she was really smart and observant. "Sweetie" Continued Jean, "Why don't you run on downstairs, this doesn't concern you." I pushed Aria towards the looked at me as though I would disappear the minute she left my side. I nodded to reassure her that I would be okay. With that she turned and left. Jean moved to close the door. The second the door closed she locked it. Suddenly I felt as if I was going to never see the light of day again.
"So you wanted to talk to me." I simply asked. She pointed towards my bed and I sat on the edge. I couldn't bring myself to look at her. I knew what was coming. But I never know why I deserve it. What had I ever done to deserve this. She knew this would be her last chance and she wasn't going to miss it. Especially if she knew that I knew her secret. She walked up to me and took a hold of my chin forcing my face to look at her. But I closed my eyes. I did not want to look at her ever. She slapped me and hard. My hand went up to my cheek as though it was something that I never experienced before. However this has happened so often that it's almost normal.
FLASHBACK
I woke up and it was the first day back from Hogwarts for the summer. I loved going and knew that even just the first year had changed my life. My door opened and it was my mom. "MOM, I loved my new school, and I know you would love my friends. Can I invite them for tea? OH please oh please oh please mamma?" SLAP. I hit the ground with a thud. I began to cry. It hurt badly. "Mamma?"
"Oh shut up. If only you knew." I tried to understand what my mom was saying but I couldn't. I couldn't even focus on standing up. Every time I tried she would just hit me harder and harder. Then she walked over to my dresser and grabbed my belt that I had worn yesterday on the way home from Hogwarts. She looked at me and sighed. "It's all your fault baby, if only I could lock you up and than no one would hurt you. But I can't so I have to teach you to take pain because that's what the world will show you." WHIP
END FLASHBACK
I couldn't stop but remember all the abuse and then when my father got to join the "fun" as Jean called it. "I can see it you know, the glamour or whatever it is coming off. You will still be ugly as fuck and undesirable. I do not understand why anyone would want you in their life. I mean all you are going to do is bring miserable pain to them. And plus you are to smart for your own good." She pulled the whip out of nowhere and got ready to whip it when the door opened and there stood my father… no not my father… but John.
"Started without me? I want to be able to say goodbye properly. Also I convinced the magic folk to leave and said we needed to properly say goodbye and stuff.." He lingered in the word "stuff". Jean stepped out of the way and handed the belt to John. Almost like a tag team they ganged up on me. I knew what was about to happen. John would always touch me.. But never this. I saw it in his eyes and knew I had to get out. I tried to make a run for my wand but John was fast and tackled me. He used the belt and tied my hands to the foot of my bed. I was still in my pj's which consisted of shorts and an overly sized shirt. Jean had at some point taken out a knife and carved lines into my arm, and I felt the blood oozing out and then suddenly I felt my shorts being taken off. I shouted a silent cry for help. I knew it wouldn't come but it was worth a try. Suddenly the door opened and in stormed Blaise and Antony, they both looked as though my attackers, my once upon a time parents were as good as dead. Antony levitated and threw the two people I used to love the most across the room and they hit the walls then the ground and were knocked out. Antony spoke "Sweetie do you have everything packed and ready to go?" I nodded "Great then Blaise help her and go find your mom I will take care of these… disgraces." Within seconds Antony, Jean, and John were gone. Blaise untied me and grabbed the one trunk which had everything in it.
"Come on, let's go. Please." He held out his hand. I took it and he led me out of the house and closed the door. My mom was standing there and Blaise filled her in on everything quickly. Suddenly she turned to me and hugged me. I could feel her body shuddering like she was crying. When she let me go, Blaise walked up to me and stood there. He grabbed my and we were gone. I closed my eyes and when I opened them, we were in front of a house, no bigger, a Mansion with land and land and more land. It was massive and gave a welcoming feeling. Which was strange due to the fact that I had never been here or really knew the people who I know had to call family. I was stirred from my transe when Blaise grabbed my hand and dragged me inside. When we walked inside what I only assumed was the front door, there was this beautiful staircase and three hallways. The house had an antique feel and it was warm and smelled of…. ginger snaps and snickerdoodles all at once. It was welcoming and for the first time in a while I felt safe.
"Come on let me show you to your room, it's across from mine and I would like to think it will suit you well. I'm assuming you already know, but the glamour should wear off soon. It already looks as though it is." He rambled on but I stopped. We had began to climb the stairs and made it to the first landing. Blaise must not have noticed I stopped due to the fact that he continued up the stairs as if I was still directly behind him. I looked down a dimly lit hallway, and there at the end stood a door that was cracked open, being the only noticeable source of light. Almost as if I was drawn to the light like a moth to flame I walked towards the door. When I entered the room I stood stunned and silenced. What. The. Fuck.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Its a bit shorter than I would have liked however I am going to try and push out another chapter tomorrow or maybe even tonight. Cliff hanger am I RIGHT. When you leave a comment or suggestion that makes my heart flutter...so please, pretty please, leave a comment, thought, idea, or even a prompt for another story. I am all ears. Thanks. Love you all!