A/n okay so it has been pointed out to me that the constant POV changes are confusing people. Therefore I am now going to make each chapter only one person's POV from now on. So hope you enjoy! Also this is just a preview and I will be updating the next chapter as soon as I can. Hope you enjoy!
Hermione's point of view:
To say that my head hurt would be an understatement, to say that it was killing me then you were half way there. I couldn't open my eyes no matter how much I tried to. Where am I? What the bloody hell is going on? The battle inside my head continued for the next minute or so until I just gave up and waited until I could open my eyes again. When that time came, I opened them slowly... He stood towering over me with a devious smile on his lips. "My goodness, you are much more beautiful than I expected. I have waited a long time to meet you... my daughter." Daughter? Who is this creep? My eyes slowly opened up all the way and stared at the face of the Dark Lord himself. I tried to scream for help but all that came out of my mouth was a strangled sob. To my surprise, Voldemort patted me on the shoulder and whispered, "It's okay I promise I won't hurt you. You are family after all." Something finally snapped in my mind and I jumped away from him. "I am not your bloody daughter! You bastard! Why don't you just stay dead for once? Everyone's lives would be so much easier!" I felt as if I was going to explode. Red hot anger filled my body and in that moment I felt incredibly powerful. It felt like there was white hot iron being poured into my veins, and I'd never felt better. I rose from the fetal position I was once crouched in and looked the Dark Lord in the eye...
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Beautiful Trauma
FanfictionHermione, running from her failing, abusive relationship with none other than the ginger-haired Weasley comes across new feelings... For someone she has hated all her life... But there is something that no one was prepared for, something even Hermio...
