Unseen, Unwanted and Unheard of
by: Hufflepuff Student8
Disclaimer: I own Hermione's brother in this story! The other characters in Harry Potter belong to J. K. Rowling.
Dedication: To… to… um… YOU!
Rating: PG13 (haven't you noticed… all of my stories are rated PG13 and higher… never lower… O.o scary…)
Summary: Hermione has a brother that has schooled at a different school for all of Hermione schooling life. Now he is going to Hogwarts with her. She is in her 6th year and he is in his 7th year. They're coming from an abusive family and now consider Hogwarts as the only safe place left on earth.
But when they get back… Gryffindor, Hufflepuff (RULES), Ravenclaw and Slytherin are NO MORE! Will Hermione find sanity and help… or even manage to fine love?
A/N: Okay… I got the idea of changing all of the houses from Giggy Girl ( emmi. I hope you don't mind emmi… but I am not using the same houses that she replaced them with.
But read her story… Lies Won't Mend My Broken Heart. IT'S A GREAT STORY!
Anyway… I hope that you will enjoy the story and read my other stories… or even tell a friend or two about my writing… Anyway…
! ENJOY !
***
Hermione sat on her bed starring at her wall by the door. Dents covered every inch of it; from fists hitting it, people being shoved, pushed and slammed (mostly Hermione) into it. And things thrown at it.
And now on her floor lay a broken picture frame… the glass lay everywhere on her carpeted floor and the picture that had been in it had been torn. The one and only picture of her mother she had left.
The reason for the new broken item that now lays in Hermione's room… her father.
He had recently come up to her room and had a "talk" with her. More like a push, shove, slam, slap and a little bit of yelling every now and then. Now why you ask? Well… from what Hermione could make out of her fathers yelling it was for something she didn't do… apparently someone had misplaced the news paper.
So assuming it was Hermione… he came up and did the usual he always did everyday he had been drinking or thinking of her mother. And that was everyday it seemed like.
She felt something wet fall down her cheek and hit her chest. And more came to follow. Her cheek still stung from her fathers slap, her shoulders bruised from his tight grip and her back was filled with pain from his shoving, pushing and slamming. And to top it all off… the back of her head was pounding more than anything else.
She looked around her room, everything was a blur and fuzzy. Things were scattered everywhere. Broken glass, her journals, her books and anything and everything else you could imagine. Not only did her father hit, yell, push, slam and shove her… he threw things at her too.
She looked over to her dresser… the second drawer had been split open and her clothes were hanging out of it. That… had been the thing her father hit her against the most today.
All of her fathers yelling, her screaming and her brothers yelling still rang in her head. And now her father and brother were yelling and fighting in the next room over.
Her brother had come into Hermione's room while her father was abusing her. He started to yell for him to stop and then they started to fight. Her brother pulled their father out into the hallway and shut her door.
She felt that her brother was the only one left that cared about her. He protected her whenever he could and however he could.
And now he was being beat himself and there was nothing Hermione could do about it. Considering she was now weak and she never was able to fight back to anyone. With the exception of Draco of course.
She bent forward on the edge of her bed and held her head in her hands and began to weep. She felt so helpless… so guilty and further more… so abused.
But why was her father this way… well it goes a little something like this:
It all started two summers ago. She came home from schooling and her brother was due back from his school (Beauxbatons) in the next few days.
When he finally got home… Hermione felt like nothing could go wrong in her life at that place and time. She felt loved, wanted and welcome in the surrounding of her family. Away from the life of her homework, those perverted boys, Draco and evil the teachers at the school. (A/N: ::cough Snape:: Sorry… I have a slight cough… seriously… I do!)
She felt like nothing could ruin her mode… her happiness and her love for her all of her family.
But one night Hermione and her brother, Sidry were playing a Muggle board game upstairs when they began to hear massive amounts of yelling from down stairs. Their mother was yelling at their father about something along the lines of cheating on her.
They ran down stairs to see what all the fuss was about and saw their mother holding up four or five photos of something the two couldn't see. Their father denying everything she said.
Then their father noticed them on the staircase listening into their conversation and yelled at them to go back upstairs.
For the rest of the night… Hermione slept in Sidry's arms for comfort. (A/N: It's not a bad thing… they ARE related you know!) Worried of what might happen to their family. Scared for the happiness that they all once had…
Over the next few weeks… Hermione's mother had moved out and they were left to live with their father. He didn't hit them or anything at the time… he was just always on the verge of yelling at one of them if not the both of them.
The next summer her parents were officially divorced and had joint custody of Hermione and Sidry.
During that summer… every time they were at their fathers…. He would yell at them… make them do excessive chores and other pain staking activities.
And during this summer… Their mother was killed in a car accident along with four other people. So Hermione and Sidry were stuck with their father.
But before that… Hermione, Sidry and their mother decided that Sidry would attend Hogwarts in the upcoming year so that they could be together and not have to worry about feeling alone.
But once their mother was killed… their father didn't give a flying fuck about what was to happen to them and when. He just cared about his beer, sports and job.
After a while… he would constantly home drunk and hitting Hermione and Sidry. For no reason what so ever. And then it all began. The hitting, yelling, shoving, pushing, slamming, slapping and screaming.
Hermione and Sidry would sit alone in one of their rooms holding each other tight. Hermione crying and Sidry telling her everything was going to be okay and that they were going to get away from it all sooner than they thought.
But now the sounds of hitting the wall and floor from the room next to Hermione's was becoming louder and things in her room started to shake from the vibration.
Hermione didn't know what to do or how her and her brother were ever going to be able to get out of the grasp of their abusive father. All she knew was that school was to start soon and that they would be able to get away for at least the year.
But she didn't know what was to happen at school… she didn't want to tell Harry or Ron what was happening in her life at home. And if she did… they would tell her to stay with them and that was the last thing she wanted.
The only man she wanted in her life now was her brother. She felt like she couldn't trust men anymore. She felt as if she was drifting away from all that she once knew and was now someone else… living in the practical hellhole controlled by her god-forsaken father.
All she wanted now was to leave… leave everything behind and run away some where with only her brother. All she needed was him and nothing else. (A/N: maybe the occasional food and water… but you know what I am trying to get at here… right?)
She didn't want a man to love her… or for her to love. She didn't want friends asking her constantly what was wrong with her. She didn't need teachers worried about her well being like they had in the past and seemed to do nothing about it.
But she couldn't find it in herself to do such drastic things. She didn't want to end up never being able to love. She wanted to… but scared out of her mind of the thought. Now that she knew why some people break up and the things they will do to vent it all off… she felt as if she fell in love, she would be hurt. Either physically or mentally… or maybe even both. But she didn't want the chance of it happing again. Not to her, to her brother, to anyone as a matter-o-fact... she just waned it all to stop.
Hermione heard a door slam and footsteps walking loudly and quickly down the hall in front of her room.
He looked up to the door, hopping her father wasn't going to come in for round two. She wanted to see her brother… she wanted to see if he was okay.
The footsteps faded and Hermione waited to see what was going to happen next in her hellhole of a household. Her cheeks still wet from her crying and all the pain she had before still throbbing as if it had just happened.
Suddenly her door crept open and Sidry stood in the doorway. Wet blood coming from his lip, his eyes all black colored and he was holding his badly bent left arm with his right hand.
He smiled slightly at the sight of Hermione and came into the room closing the door behind him. He walked over to Hermione's bed and sat down next to her.
She quickly grabbed her wand and uttered a spell… pointing the wand at his arm.
A flash of bluish white light came out of the wand and surrounded his left arm. When the light faded away… Hermione put her wand back down and looked at Sidry left arm. It was straight again and there were only bruises left on it.
Sidry smiled at Hermione and then put his arm around her and pulled her in tight for a hug and wrapped his other arm around the front of her shoulders.
"You were always the better student weren't you!?" Sidry said as he smiled and tilted his head so it barely rested on Hermione's head.
Hermione smiled a slight grin and put her arms around her brother and held him tight.
"Don't worry Hermione… everything will be okay." Sidry whispered. "School is starting in two days and well be away from this hell okay?!"
Hermione looked up at her brother with pleading eyes. "I just hope we'll last two days." Hermione said as her eyes started to fill up with a new round of tears.
"We will… I'll make sure of it!" Sidry said smiling. "We're going to school together and there is nothing that bastard can do about it!"
A/N: OKAY! I am finished with the first chapter! YA HOO! And I think I know what you all are thinking right now… and NO I am not abused or abuse people. I just happen to right some dark stuff when I am in a shitty mode or when I want to challenge myself into writing something worth reading. AND NO… I do not need therapy… cause I am perfectly fine mentally… OKAY, OKAY… I may be insane but WHAT THE HELL?! What can I say?
But I have to admit that it is hard writing something so dark. I am so used to writing at least a little humor in a story…. But I just couldn't fit it in there this time… Oh well…. I hope you all enjoyed it and I hope that you all will review and read some of my other works. AND EVEN tell a friend or two about my story… I like to hear from you all and I like getting feed back… idea's… even flames… at least I know that people are reading my stuff! So… read on and I will do my best to update as soon as possible. But as you all probably know if you have read any of my other work… I have just started my freshmen year of high school and I work at subway… *cringes at the thought of work* so there for… I haven't had the time to sit down and just write for a while. And you all are probably thinking, "WHY THE HELL IS SHE WRITING A NEW STORY WHEN SHE HAS FOUR OTHERS SHE NEEDS TO BE WORKING ON DAMN IT?!" Well… I have ha this idea for a long time and I needed to write it out before I lost it somewhere in my mess of a brain I have.
But enough of my pointless shit talk… PLEASE REVIEW!
LUV YOU ALL!
Hufflepuff Student8
PS: ADVERTISEMENT…. I totally forgot…
If you like my work… please read these stories… they are by me and I really like them…. And I think that they a rather well done but no one has read them… Anyway… here they are!
New Student from Alaska: There is a girl that comes from a wizardry school in Alaska (USA) that is now going to be schooling at Hogwarts. She meets Harry, Ron and Hermione… and to their dismay… Draco. She befriends with all of them… but a little more than just a friend with one!
AND
Sorrow and Roses of Blood: This is a story based on Fleur Delacour. (It takes place at Beauxbatons) There is a new student that she must look after for a few months so he will become familiar with the school. When she finds out about his dreadful summer… she doesn't want to leave him alone by himself…
Hope you read them and enjoy them…. That's all for now… I swear! LUV YOU ALL!
Hufflepuff Student8
I swear… I won't say anything else…
I GOT A RAISE AT WORK…. HO HO HO HO…. Only two and a half months of working there and I get a raise… I'm proud of myself….
Sorry…
LUV YOU ALL… really… I do…
Hufflepuff Student8
by: Hufflepuff Student8
Disclaimer: I own Hermione's brother in this story! The other characters in Harry Potter belong to J. K. Rowling.
Dedication: To… to… um… YOU!
Rating: PG13 (haven't you noticed… all of my stories are rated PG13 and higher… never lower… O.o scary…)
Summary: Hermione has a brother that has schooled at a different school for all of Hermione schooling life. Now he is going to Hogwarts with her. She is in her 6th year and he is in his 7th year. They're coming from an abusive family and now consider Hogwarts as the only safe place left on earth.
But when they get back… Gryffindor, Hufflepuff (RULES), Ravenclaw and Slytherin are NO MORE! Will Hermione find sanity and help… or even manage to fine love?
A/N: Okay… I got the idea of changing all of the houses from Giggy Girl ( emmi. I hope you don't mind emmi… but I am not using the same houses that she replaced them with.
But read her story… Lies Won't Mend My Broken Heart. IT'S A GREAT STORY!
Anyway… I hope that you will enjoy the story and read my other stories… or even tell a friend or two about my writing… Anyway…
! ENJOY !
***
Hermione sat on her bed starring at her wall by the door. Dents covered every inch of it; from fists hitting it, people being shoved, pushed and slammed (mostly Hermione) into it. And things thrown at it.
And now on her floor lay a broken picture frame… the glass lay everywhere on her carpeted floor and the picture that had been in it had been torn. The one and only picture of her mother she had left.
The reason for the new broken item that now lays in Hermione's room… her father.
He had recently come up to her room and had a "talk" with her. More like a push, shove, slam, slap and a little bit of yelling every now and then. Now why you ask? Well… from what Hermione could make out of her fathers yelling it was for something she didn't do… apparently someone had misplaced the news paper.
So assuming it was Hermione… he came up and did the usual he always did everyday he had been drinking or thinking of her mother. And that was everyday it seemed like.
She felt something wet fall down her cheek and hit her chest. And more came to follow. Her cheek still stung from her fathers slap, her shoulders bruised from his tight grip and her back was filled with pain from his shoving, pushing and slamming. And to top it all off… the back of her head was pounding more than anything else.
She looked around her room, everything was a blur and fuzzy. Things were scattered everywhere. Broken glass, her journals, her books and anything and everything else you could imagine. Not only did her father hit, yell, push, slam and shove her… he threw things at her too.
She looked over to her dresser… the second drawer had been split open and her clothes were hanging out of it. That… had been the thing her father hit her against the most today.
All of her fathers yelling, her screaming and her brothers yelling still rang in her head. And now her father and brother were yelling and fighting in the next room over.
Her brother had come into Hermione's room while her father was abusing her. He started to yell for him to stop and then they started to fight. Her brother pulled their father out into the hallway and shut her door.
She felt that her brother was the only one left that cared about her. He protected her whenever he could and however he could.
And now he was being beat himself and there was nothing Hermione could do about it. Considering she was now weak and she never was able to fight back to anyone. With the exception of Draco of course.
She bent forward on the edge of her bed and held her head in her hands and began to weep. She felt so helpless… so guilty and further more… so abused.
But why was her father this way… well it goes a little something like this:
It all started two summers ago. She came home from schooling and her brother was due back from his school (Beauxbatons) in the next few days.
When he finally got home… Hermione felt like nothing could go wrong in her life at that place and time. She felt loved, wanted and welcome in the surrounding of her family. Away from the life of her homework, those perverted boys, Draco and evil the teachers at the school. (A/N: ::cough Snape:: Sorry… I have a slight cough… seriously… I do!)
She felt like nothing could ruin her mode… her happiness and her love for her all of her family.
But one night Hermione and her brother, Sidry were playing a Muggle board game upstairs when they began to hear massive amounts of yelling from down stairs. Their mother was yelling at their father about something along the lines of cheating on her.
They ran down stairs to see what all the fuss was about and saw their mother holding up four or five photos of something the two couldn't see. Their father denying everything she said.
Then their father noticed them on the staircase listening into their conversation and yelled at them to go back upstairs.
For the rest of the night… Hermione slept in Sidry's arms for comfort. (A/N: It's not a bad thing… they ARE related you know!) Worried of what might happen to their family. Scared for the happiness that they all once had…
Over the next few weeks… Hermione's mother had moved out and they were left to live with their father. He didn't hit them or anything at the time… he was just always on the verge of yelling at one of them if not the both of them.
The next summer her parents were officially divorced and had joint custody of Hermione and Sidry.
During that summer… every time they were at their fathers…. He would yell at them… make them do excessive chores and other pain staking activities.
And during this summer… Their mother was killed in a car accident along with four other people. So Hermione and Sidry were stuck with their father.
But before that… Hermione, Sidry and their mother decided that Sidry would attend Hogwarts in the upcoming year so that they could be together and not have to worry about feeling alone.
But once their mother was killed… their father didn't give a flying fuck about what was to happen to them and when. He just cared about his beer, sports and job.
After a while… he would constantly home drunk and hitting Hermione and Sidry. For no reason what so ever. And then it all began. The hitting, yelling, shoving, pushing, slamming, slapping and screaming.
Hermione and Sidry would sit alone in one of their rooms holding each other tight. Hermione crying and Sidry telling her everything was going to be okay and that they were going to get away from it all sooner than they thought.
But now the sounds of hitting the wall and floor from the room next to Hermione's was becoming louder and things in her room started to shake from the vibration.
Hermione didn't know what to do or how her and her brother were ever going to be able to get out of the grasp of their abusive father. All she knew was that school was to start soon and that they would be able to get away for at least the year.
But she didn't know what was to happen at school… she didn't want to tell Harry or Ron what was happening in her life at home. And if she did… they would tell her to stay with them and that was the last thing she wanted.
The only man she wanted in her life now was her brother. She felt like she couldn't trust men anymore. She felt as if she was drifting away from all that she once knew and was now someone else… living in the practical hellhole controlled by her god-forsaken father.
All she wanted now was to leave… leave everything behind and run away some where with only her brother. All she needed was him and nothing else. (A/N: maybe the occasional food and water… but you know what I am trying to get at here… right?)
She didn't want a man to love her… or for her to love. She didn't want friends asking her constantly what was wrong with her. She didn't need teachers worried about her well being like they had in the past and seemed to do nothing about it.
But she couldn't find it in herself to do such drastic things. She didn't want to end up never being able to love. She wanted to… but scared out of her mind of the thought. Now that she knew why some people break up and the things they will do to vent it all off… she felt as if she fell in love, she would be hurt. Either physically or mentally… or maybe even both. But she didn't want the chance of it happing again. Not to her, to her brother, to anyone as a matter-o-fact... she just waned it all to stop.
Hermione heard a door slam and footsteps walking loudly and quickly down the hall in front of her room.
He looked up to the door, hopping her father wasn't going to come in for round two. She wanted to see her brother… she wanted to see if he was okay.
The footsteps faded and Hermione waited to see what was going to happen next in her hellhole of a household. Her cheeks still wet from her crying and all the pain she had before still throbbing as if it had just happened.
Suddenly her door crept open and Sidry stood in the doorway. Wet blood coming from his lip, his eyes all black colored and he was holding his badly bent left arm with his right hand.
He smiled slightly at the sight of Hermione and came into the room closing the door behind him. He walked over to Hermione's bed and sat down next to her.
She quickly grabbed her wand and uttered a spell… pointing the wand at his arm.
A flash of bluish white light came out of the wand and surrounded his left arm. When the light faded away… Hermione put her wand back down and looked at Sidry left arm. It was straight again and there were only bruises left on it.
Sidry smiled at Hermione and then put his arm around her and pulled her in tight for a hug and wrapped his other arm around the front of her shoulders.
"You were always the better student weren't you!?" Sidry said as he smiled and tilted his head so it barely rested on Hermione's head.
Hermione smiled a slight grin and put her arms around her brother and held him tight.
"Don't worry Hermione… everything will be okay." Sidry whispered. "School is starting in two days and well be away from this hell okay?!"
Hermione looked up at her brother with pleading eyes. "I just hope we'll last two days." Hermione said as her eyes started to fill up with a new round of tears.
"We will… I'll make sure of it!" Sidry said smiling. "We're going to school together and there is nothing that bastard can do about it!"
A/N: OKAY! I am finished with the first chapter! YA HOO! And I think I know what you all are thinking right now… and NO I am not abused or abuse people. I just happen to right some dark stuff when I am in a shitty mode or when I want to challenge myself into writing something worth reading. AND NO… I do not need therapy… cause I am perfectly fine mentally… OKAY, OKAY… I may be insane but WHAT THE HELL?! What can I say?
But I have to admit that it is hard writing something so dark. I am so used to writing at least a little humor in a story…. But I just couldn't fit it in there this time… Oh well…. I hope you all enjoyed it and I hope that you all will review and read some of my other works. AND EVEN tell a friend or two about my story… I like to hear from you all and I like getting feed back… idea's… even flames… at least I know that people are reading my stuff! So… read on and I will do my best to update as soon as possible. But as you all probably know if you have read any of my other work… I have just started my freshmen year of high school and I work at subway… *cringes at the thought of work* so there for… I haven't had the time to sit down and just write for a while. And you all are probably thinking, "WHY THE HELL IS SHE WRITING A NEW STORY WHEN SHE HAS FOUR OTHERS SHE NEEDS TO BE WORKING ON DAMN IT?!" Well… I have ha this idea for a long time and I needed to write it out before I lost it somewhere in my mess of a brain I have.
But enough of my pointless shit talk… PLEASE REVIEW!
LUV YOU ALL!
Hufflepuff Student8
PS: ADVERTISEMENT…. I totally forgot…
If you like my work… please read these stories… they are by me and I really like them…. And I think that they a rather well done but no one has read them… Anyway… here they are!
New Student from Alaska: There is a girl that comes from a wizardry school in Alaska (USA) that is now going to be schooling at Hogwarts. She meets Harry, Ron and Hermione… and to their dismay… Draco. She befriends with all of them… but a little more than just a friend with one!
AND
Sorrow and Roses of Blood: This is a story based on Fleur Delacour. (It takes place at Beauxbatons) There is a new student that she must look after for a few months so he will become familiar with the school. When she finds out about his dreadful summer… she doesn't want to leave him alone by himself…
Hope you read them and enjoy them…. That's all for now… I swear! LUV YOU ALL!
Hufflepuff Student8
I swear… I won't say anything else…
I GOT A RAISE AT WORK…. HO HO HO HO…. Only two and a half months of working there and I get a raise… I'm proud of myself….
Sorry…
LUV YOU ALL… really… I do…
Hufflepuff Student8