A/n this story will have lemons in later chapters and has quite bad language so you must be 18+ to read. Hermione granger belongs to JK Rowling not me but the rest i came up with.

Chapter one mate of the black wolf

The streets were empty for all of the children were asleep tucked into their cozy beds waiting for Father Christmas to come and deliver the presents. That's all except for one seven year old who was curled into a ball on a filthy worn blanket with nothing else. her sobs echoed through the night as she know she was going to get no presents like normal children instead she would probably do something wrong and get a beating for upsetting her parents. Her parents have never loved her or shown any affection because they believed a firstborn should always be a boy, not a worthless girl. Every day she was beaten, starved and since the age of 5 she's been made to do the chores and if she hadn't done them then she would be whipped with her father's favorite belt. Hermione is very tiny for her age, she has dull lifeless eyes that have never shined with happiness, she has a small cute button nose surrounded by pale skin due to never being in the sunlight. Her mouth is a light pink color; her bottom lip sticking out in a natural pout. Her hair is a much untamed knotted brown bush on her head. All in all she could be a very pretty girl if she was shown love.

As Hermione laid there she kept thinking the same thing over and over again every night

"why me." She pondered

"what did i do to deserve this, please someone help me." After hours of crying and sobbing she finally fell into the only peace that she has ever known, blissful sleep. The pain of tomorrow looming above her head like a giant storm cloud waiting to pour down upon her.

A loud bang jolted Hermione from her sleep

" you lazy good for nothing slut , I don't know why we even bother to keep you, you don't even do your chores." as he said those last words he started to stalk towards her as if she was his prey. He backhanded her across her face then grabbed her neck and squeezed till she couldn't breathe. Then he proceeded to drag her all the way down the corridor then he chucked her down the stairs

" make me and my wife breakfast now and none for you, you worthless cow." Hermione was left there choking. "Merry Christmas to you too she thought.

"Move it then "Hermione quickly scrambled up but tripped on her huge maternity dress that was her second piece of clothing from her mother. It was the most hideous thing around. It was a horible bright yellow dress it had puffy shoulders, it was the kind of dress where you needed big boobs to keep it up and sadly she didn't have any, the second piece of clothing was a pair of hospital scrub shoes which sums up the only things she only got from her parents. The only reason they gave them to her because they didn't want germs on their floor.

She quickly made bacon, eggs and waffles and a jug of freshly squeezed orange juice and took it to the master bedroom. She did this every morning and every morning the same knock on the door and wait till he says come in.

"come in" he always replies. Then its walk over to Mr. granger first then Mrs. granger who starts to moan about Hermione trying to make her be fat

" are you trying to make me fat god sake girl your wasting food do you think someone as small as me can eat that much now go away i don't want to watch something so vile while i eat" as always she complains. I know what you're thinking if she's moaning about how much food i make for her, why I don't give her less. Well the thing is i tried that once and she started to accuse me of stealing her food and eating it. For that i was starved for two days and was beaten with the belt twice a day each time 25 whips. When i turned to leave i saw a huge pile of presents i know none of them would be mine but deep down i hoped that one would be.

"hahahaha" jolted me out my hopes of a loving normal family

"look at the whores face she thinks there hers as well news flash slave none of them are yours you don't deserve anything be grateful for what you have, now get out of here and do all your chores if i find a you haven't then you better hope i never find you and you better be ready for me tonight now go" he yelled then grabbed a hard cover book and throw it at my gut.

make the Christmas roast

make the table presentable

some of our guests are veggies so cook something non meat

use our best china and if there's a speck of dirt on them i will bring the knuckle puncher out.

the only sounds that came from the granger house were the sounds of cheerful laughter as people ate the roast turkey and opened presents, as people walked by their thoughts were all the same god those lucky people, i wish I was their child, god bless them a merry Christmas but if they were to walk up to the back window on the right corner the would see a hopeless girl being whipped with a belt for not being in the attic

"i told you to be in the attic by the time the guests were here" then he shoved her against the stairs she could feel her ribs bending in

" ahh "

"now get upstairs and don't make a sound or i will kill you very slowly now move it "he threatened

"Please come in to our lovely home" god i hate her voice and her thank the lord I didn't get any of her looks i seemed to get my auntie's looks and she's the only one that cared.

A/n For the people who have already read this it hasn't changed that much it's just i re did it so it wasn't all in capitals, so it makes it much easier to read now please review.