1.) Leaving

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Hermione's POV
I lay there, looking straight at the ceiling, waiting to hear his snoring. I received my Hogwarts letter today, along with everyone else. Harry and Ron decided not to go, which makes it the perfect opportunity to make my escape. I told they I'm not going either, but Hogwarts is the only place I can get a way from Ron and his fists.
He wasn't always abusive. After The War, we comforted each other, he was sweet and kind. But he began to change. He tried to force me to do things I wasn't comfortable with and that would just make him angry. He started to beat me and I had to use vanishing spells to hide them. The pain is still there but no one can see it. Harry has started to notice my strange behavior. I barely eat, I can't sleep, and I only talk when I am asked a question. He asked me about it once but I pretended to be reading so I don't have to lie to him.
Tonight, Ron nearly raped me. He threw me to the ground yelling
"DID YOU LOOK AT HIM?!?"
"No!" I shout back as he grabs my wrists. Hard.
"DON'T YOU DARE LIE, YOU BITCH!!!"
A second later, his foot is making contact with my face. I know there will be a bruise. There always is.
He grabbed a fistful of my hair and dragged me to the bed. I screamed at him to let me go, but he was too stronger and started ripping my clothes. If it wasn't for Harry knocking on the door, I know he would have done it. If I tried to leave I know Ron would follow me, beat me, and force me to come back. But at Hogwarts I would be safe from him and his jealousy.
I look at the clock next to me. 3:05. The train leaves at 2:00 tomorrow afternoon. If I start my shopping at 8:00 I will be able to make it onto the train without Ron following me.
I get up as quickly as I can and grab my purse that holds everything I need and hold dear.
I silently walk down the stair and to the door, but someone stops me before I can reach it.
"Where are you going Mione?" Ginny asks from the top of the steps.
"Gin, I have to leave. I can't stay here anymore. Please don't tell Rom you saw me. I will see you at Hogwarts." I tell her with tears in my eyes.
"Why? I thought you weren't going back? And why can't I tell Ron?" she asks confused.
"Hogwarts is the only place I am safe from him." I say as the tears well up and spill over.
Realization hits her eyes as she understands what I mean.
"Go now. I will tell them you left to pick up a few things from Diagon Alley in the morning. I will see you at Hogwarts Mione. I'm so sorry." she says in a sad voice.
"Thank you, Ginny" I say as I rush out the door then quickly apperating to the Leacky Coldren.
I ask the man at the front desk for a room and to tell no one I am here. He promises to keep quiet and I go to my room. I chose here because it is the last place they would look for me.
I go to the bathroom and look in the mirror. The spell I put on after Ron's beating is starting to wear off and my bruises are beginning to show, darker than before.
"Ashinbton"
The bruises are out of sight once more. I look back in the mirror and think 'I need to change something. I want to look different. Unrecognizable'.
I take a pair of scissors from my purse and look at myself again.
'If I don't look like me, then I can forget who I really am.' I think to myself before I take the blades my wavy locks and SNIP. I take a deep breath before I continue with my transformation.
When I look at my reflection, I see a girl with a very sexy shorter haircut, layered and to the middle of my neck, smiling back at me. But it wasn't enough. I do a quick spell we learned while hunting horcruxes to change the color of my hair, to a dark brown, almost black color. I clean up the hair and look at my watch. 5:48. Diagon Alley will be open at 6:00, so I head down stairs and order a muffin for breakfast.
"Excuse me miss, but I don't believe I signed you in." said the clerk.
"It's me, Miss Granger." I answer with a goofy smile.
I was hoping for that kind of reaction.
"Oh! I'm so sorry, Miss Granger!"
"It's quite alright." I say before walking out with my muffin.
I head down to newly rebuilt book shop to by my new schoolbooks. I look at my list.
7th year advanced potion making
by Hariet Petalbae
7th year transfiguration
by Hariet Petalbae
7th year defence against the dark arts
by Albus Dumbledore
I look at Dumbledore's name and sigh sadly. Remembering the war and everyone lost. I wipe my eyes and continue with my business.
I buy my books and head to the robes shop to be fitted. As I walk in, I hear a bell above my head and a short, chubby lady I haven't met before greets me at the door pulling my to a dressing room. She works quickly and silently until she asks,
"And you'll be needing a gown as well."
I look down at the woman with a confused expression before she starts to explain.
"This year all 7th year will be thrown a dance similar to the Yule Ball a few years back."
"Really? That sounds wonderful!" I say excitedly as she walks out to look for gowns.
A few minutes later she return with one dress. But it is the most beautiful dress I had even seen.
The gown is strapless and floor length and fit perfectly round my crest and bum before flowing into the ground. But the color and fabric really make it pop. The dress is a sparkly grey with ruffs near the bottom.
"Thank you, so very much!" I say as I pay for my robes and gown.
"Your welcome, my dear." she replies as I walk out.
When I get back to the Leaky Cauldron I quickly pack my new belongings into my bag and just my watch. 1:36. Damn it, I'm late.
I run as fast as I can to the platform. Because I don't have a trunk, I don't have to check my luggage in, so I walk straight onto the train. I check my watch that reads 1:49. Just enough time to find an empty compartment. I find one at the back of the train and plop myself in the seat next to the window. As we start to move on out the station, I pull out my phone and earbuds and listen to my playlist of all my favorite bands and songs. But I am too exhausted to listen carefully and my eyelid become heavy from last night. But before I go under, I think I hear the compartment door open, but then I am consumed by darkness.

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