My Dark Secret

Chapter one: Abuse

I do not own anything you my recognize or characters just plot. I decided to try another story hope you like it. Hermione is of age, warning rape is applied and a little dark you been warned.

Hermione Granger hid in her room as her father once again raged around the house for her. All the while throwing things in his drunken state.

"Where are you, you little bitch?" she heard him yell followed by a crash. She knew she was making it worse as she hid from him.

Tears streamed down here face as she tried to remember her life before her mother's death. They had been one of those picture perfect family, she had all the love a single child could have. That was until three days before Christmas her mother had got into a car accident on her way from the store.

Her mother 'Mary Jane Granger' died two days later on Christmas. Her father 'John Granger' blamed her for it. Yelling that she could have saved her, cursing her to the deepest parts of hell. That was just the start.

*crash* Hermione froze and looked out her closet through a tiny crack in the door. Seeing nothing she relaxed only a little, however she didn't dare move afraid she would make a noise. She couldn't stop the memories as they came back full force.

~~HGSS~~

Flashback

The day after her mother's funeral they returned back to the house. Her father left the house saying he be back. Hermione went up stairs to pack up again to go to Hogwarts to finish up the rest of her sixth year.

A few hours she heard the door slam shut. "Dad? Dad is that you?" she called as she walked down stairs. "Go to your room Hermione." he order her. She could here the slur in his voice. "Dad are you drunk?" she ask stepping forward.

*slap* She fell to the ground her cheek already starting to bruise as a large handprint appeared. "Don't you dare disobey me, you understand? Now GO!"

He yelled. She got to her feet and ran up the stairs. She began to think of reason why her father would act that way. 'Stress, yes that's it he's stressed he's in shock'

The next day they acted as if it never happened, he dropped her off at King's Cross. She got one the train thinking it would be the last time it would ever happen they would work through it together.

Flashback end

Oh how wrong she was, as Summer came it just got worse. The beatings, yelling went on as the Summer progressed leaving her where she was now.

Suddenly the door was yanked open. "Found you, you little whore." his face was consorted in anger and red. Eyes slightly dilated, while his breath reeked of whiskey.

Grabbing a hand full of her hair he dragged her to the middle of the room. "So you want to play games, huh?" When she didn't answer he give her a swift kick in the stomach. "I had enough." he threw her on the bed and pinned her to it.

She was in tears as he started to pull down her pants and unzip his. Hermione began to struggle as she figured out was about to happen. "No, no, please get off me. No!"

"Did I tell you to speak?" and with that he began to pound her with his fist. She began to see white spots behind her eyes. She barely registered that he was now free from his pants until he thrusted into her.

She screamed in pain as he ripped her insides with every thrust he took. He sat up and pulled out a pocket knife. She began to tiredly fight back. He laughed at her attempts. "Now, now princess it's not going to hurt a bit." he smiled ruefully at her. The searing pain of the knife was the last thing she felt before she passed out.

~~HGSS~~~

Hermione awoke the next morning in mind numbing pain, bruised and battered. Slowly she made her way to the bathroom with painfully steps that sent shock waves up her body. She made it to the bathroom, and manage to step into the shower. Her body was scared and bruised the new cuts stood out in red lines the ragged flesh on her legs and arms made it look worse. The only thing not bruised was her face since she had to go to school.

Sinking to the floor she silently cried in pain and anguish, she knew better then to make any sounds. She finished showering and put on her clothes that now hung to big on her small frame. She knew today he would act as if nothing happened, today was the day she returned to Hogwarts.

Walking down stairs wincing in pain every now and then, she saw her father with the bags in his hands. "Hello, sunshine." he smiled at her and gave her a hug. She flinched and his eyes darken with fury, she knew she had to play it safe lest she wanted another beating.

"Let's go." and with that they walked out the door to the car. "So," he started the conversation off. "Whatever happened to that cat of your princess?" Tears began to leak down her face. He knew damn well what happened to Crooks, the murdering bustard killed him in one of his sick twisted games.

"He ran away daddy." she cringed at the word daddy, he was no daddy he was a monster. Arriving at King's Cross, Hermione packed her bags and waited for permission to leave.

He hugged her whispering in her ear. "Tell anyone and you will play deeply, in the most terrible way possible." and with that he walked away.

~~~HGSS~~~

Hermione found herself sitting with Ron, Ginny, and Harry on train as it pulled off. Ginny looked at Hermione with a slight frown on her face, but the looked away as she and the boys talked about how great their summers went. And how this year will be better without Voldemort breathing down their necks. "How'd your Summer go Hermione?" asked Harry with a toothy grin.

"It was great Harry, and yours?" she even managed a smile. As they rambled on, Hermione withdrew into herself and waited until they got to school. Dreading when she would have to go back home.

I hoped you enjoyed it this chpt was just about how Hermione was treated at home and why it happened like a chpt within a bigger chpt. Yes I know not making since. So I'm shutting up. Plz review and tell me if I should continue. =]