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Chapter 1 : Broken Bodies
Hermione Granger looks like a normal girl, with a normal family and a normal life, but you couldn't be more wrong. Hermione Granger is a 13 year old witch and a smart one at that. She goes to Hogwarts a school of magic for young witches and wizards. Her two best friends are wizards. Ron Weasley, well he is more of a brother and then Harry Potter or 'The-boy-who-lived' as some called him. Harry Potter has messy black hair, a small frame but average height and beautiful green eyes that made Hermione's belly flutter. He's your best friend. Stop thinking of him like that ! Hermione scolded herself. Poor Harry living with the horrid Dursleys. He's never treated right there Hermione thought. You
aren't either said a little voice in the back of her head. It was true, ever since Mum got pregnant her parents haven't been treating her well. Less food (More for themselves), calling her a freak and saying " I will not let this one get infected into a freak". Hermione had been crying herself to sleep for the last two weeks. It is 9 o'clock in the night on a Tuesday, Hermione had finished all of her homework. "GIRL GET DOWN HERE" Hermione's father bellowed. Hermione quickly got of her bed and went downstairs while shaking with fear. She meet with her parents in the large dining room. She stood the other end of the large table to where her parents were sitting. "Sit down" her father he ordered her. She nodded and quickly sat down. Her father and mother scowled at her disappointedly. Hermione gulped. "We are going to tell you something then you will pack your things and never return to this house again" He told her. Hermione gasped in shock.
" What ? But I have no-" she stuttered but got interrupted. Her mother stomped down the room and grabbed Hermione's hair.
"GO TO YOUR FREAK FRIENDS" Her mother shrieked and tugged on her hair again pulling a small chunk out. Then she stalked back up to her father. Hermione started crying. "Aww did I make the little freak cry ? Maybe if I was your real mother I'd care" She laughed. Wait what ? Of course I'm adopted. Hermione thought sadly.
"That's right you're adopted !" she cackled. Hermione is crying heavier now.
"We've told you, now go pack" Her adoptive father told her. Hermione quickly got up and ran upstairs. She grabbed her trunk and started packing while sobbing. Where will I go ? Ron's ? No I don't know the address. Hogwarts ? No can't get there. Harry's ? Yes he lives about a three hour walk from here. Hermione thought. She packed all her school robes, clothes, books, Homework and a picture of her and her adoptive parents smiling. She held her wand and dragged her trunk downstairs. Her adoptive parents stood by the door. "GET OUT" he shouted and punched her in the stomach. Hermione gasped as she tried to breath. Her adoptive mother punched her in the nose and pushed her out of the door.
"Who are mmm-my real parents ?" Hermione choked.
"I don't know you whore of a mother but your father is Remus Lupin" Her adopted father spat before shutting the door. Hermione walked down the street. It was already dark. She could feel that her nose was broken and she knew she could never walk 3 hours without passing out. The Night Bus Hermione thought. She checked for muggles but there were none. She held out her wand and even a bus zoomed in front of her.
"Welcome to the Knight Bus, emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. My name is Stan Shunpike and I will be your conductor this evening." Said a young Wizard who looked to be in his twenties."What 'appened to you ?"
"Muggles" Hermione said simply. The conductor nodded seeing that she wasn't going to talk.
"What's your name en ?" Stan asked.
"Hermione Granger" she told him."I had to leave in a rrrrrush so I didn't get a chance to grab any money."
"HERMIONE" Shouted a familiar voice. Stan was pushed out of the way by a black haired boy with glasses and amazing green eyes."What the hell happened to you ?" Harry growled.
"Language Harry." Hermione scolded." Can I borrow some money to pay ?"
"Yeah sure" Harry said as he handed Stan some money. He heaved her trunk on to the bus, then pulled her into bone crushing hug. Hermione's stomach filled with butterflies. Harry pulled away and scanned over my broken body.
"Now, what happened to you ?" Harry asked again. Hermione sat down on one of the beds and looked at herself in the window which should her bloody nose. She gasped her nose was definitely broken.
"My parents kicked me out" Hermione mumbled. Harry gasped in surprise. He hugged her even tighter. She sobbed quietly on his shoulder. "They told me I am adopted " she sobbed. Harry started rubbing her back. I'll kill them for making my 'mione cry harry thought. "My my my rrreal father is Remus Lupin" she stuttered.
"Are you going to look for him ?" Harry asked softly. She nodded.
"I have to, I have nowhere to go" she sobbed. "What if he doesn't want me ?"
"Mione he will want you and if not I will rip him to pieces" Harry growled. What's wrong with me ? I am never that aggressive thought Harry.
"Harry why are you on the night bus ?" Hermione asked while wiping her tears with her sleeve and pulling away from the tight hug. Harry blushed and looked at the ground.
"Ikindablewupmyaunt" Harry mumbled.
"Stop mumbling Harry" Hermione said softly. Harry shook his head and sighed.
"I blew up my aunt" Harry whispered. Hermione gasped. "Not like I killed her I just ballooned her" Harry laughed.
"Harry it's not funny !" Hermione yelled. Harry face soon turned into a scowl.
"The bitch deserved it !" Harry growled. "She insulted my parents !" Harry mumbled."Wait, enough about me did your asshole of a father touch you besides what I can see ?"
"He isn't my father and no to answer your question" Hermione answered. Harry face turned from angry to panicked."What's wrong ?"
"Your face it's changing" Harry said.
Cliffy ! I kow I'm evil.
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Louise x