A letter to you

Chapter 16: A Secret Uncovered (Part 2)

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Hermione's apartment

Ginny:

I can't believe Ron, my brother actually abused Hermione. Hermione! And she never said anything about it! I still can't wrap my mind around it. When dad and Harry pulled Ron off Hermione last night, he kept on shouting rubbish and leaking out all Hermione's insecurities that she had told him about. She didn't deserve him. She deserved more.

I was furious and livid at my brother. At how he so proudly declared about how he had abused Hermione.

Poor poor Hermione.

Right now, we (me, mom and Draco) were at her house. Draco was asleep in her room, and to be frank, I couldn't blame him. He had spent the entire night comforting her and responding to all her whimpers. He had looked after her well throughout the night... he deserved the rest.

Me and Mom were cooking breakfast in Hermione's kitchen. Mom figured that if anyone needed good food that morning it would be Hermione.

As we enter her room, we're startled to find Hermione up and awake. She smiles softly when she sees us before turning away. Fury and hatred towards Ron boil up in me. I can't believe he would do something like this! How dare he?!

Draco stirs in his sleep and stretches, staring lazily at us. Hermione blushes again and tries to hide under her covers as she realises that there is no where left to look.

Oh that is sooo not happening. Marching forward, I tear the covers away from her. "Hermione, what that bastard did to you isn't your fault. He thinks he has won. He hasn't. Don't be afraid of us. We won't hurt you like he did. We're here for you ok? Don't let him win by being scared. He doesn't deserve to win." I tell her gently.

Draco stretches again and walks towards Hermione. "I told you this last night and I'll keep on telling you it again and again. You are loved. You're precious. You're perfect." He says, voice gentler than I ever thought it could be.

Hermione whimpers again when my mom comes forward. "I don't know what my 'son' did to you. I don't know how he treated you when I wasn't there. I don't know what he said to you. But I know that whatever he said you need to take the opposite of it. Lying bastards like my son are delusional. Don't listen to him Hermione! Don't let him win. You are worth more, infinetly more than whatever he led you to believe. You are worth more than him." She said passionately.

Tear welled up in Hermione's eyes. Draco leaned down and brushed his lips against her forehead. "We and even more people will always be here for you Hermione. Never forget that." He whispered.

Mom smiled at both of them before shoving the breakfast tray towards them. "Eat!" she exclaimed as I fought to roll my eyes.

After breakfast, Hermione went to take a bath and I pulled Draco to the sofa in the living room to talk to him.

"You like Hermione." I stated as I stared at him.

Draco blushed! He blushed! "Yeah I do... always have..." he said before explaining their relationship to me.

"Don't tell her... I don't want her to remember and it's better that way..." he says before he starts.

"I can be funny and polite when I want to be Weasley. I know it sounds like a joke to you but its true. I have had a crush on Granger ever since third year. Our third year and your second year. It happened after she had nearly punched me. I sent her a message telling her to meet me at the Astronomy tower and apologised to her. I explained to her all the things happening in my family and she didn't believe me. But I had to try. So, I did. Small actions which I'm sure she didn't notice. But she started opening up to me about... private stuff. She used to tell me about her family problems, and I would comfort her. And she would do the same for me. This was all done through owls and we met up every now and then at the Tower where she would tutor me. And I would be there for her when she shared all the feelings that she had been keeping bottled up inside of her. Before I knew it, I had a really serious crush on her. Before our fifth uear, I admitted to having a crush on her. I expected her to wirnkle her nose in disgust or do something to tell me that she wasn't interested but she didn't! she blushed and then told me she liked me to. I was so happy. We met up more often and I would tell her about all the stress that my father was putting on me... and she understood in a way that I never imagined anyone could. During the start of the sixth year, she told me about Harry thinking that I was a death eater. She tried to laugh it off but she deserved the truth. So I told her the truth. I showed her the marl. And she looked scared for a minute. But all she ever said to me was, ' I'm glad you told me the truth' and that just did it for me you know? cause I knew that it would get more and more dangerous for her to be this close to me. I was putting her in danger! So I tried distancing myself away from her. But then she was hurt and I didn't want to hurt her. So I had no choice but to obliviate her. It hurts, it always hurts.... To even think about it, much less say or do it. But she wasn't hurt. Even when Bellatrix had her, she couldn't find any memories that would make her want to hurt Mione more... I was thankful at least that she was okay. I tried helping her you know? At Malfoy Manner. I tried. I placed a spell that would lessen the pain for whatever Bellatrix was going to do to her. It didn't work that well, but it still worked. So yeah... now you know the truth... I love Granger, ever since third year." Draco said, his voice rough with emotion as I stared speechless.

"Bam!" Harry, George, Bil, Fleur, Charlie and dad had entered the house by floo powder.

"Is everything okay?" Hermione asked timidly as she stepped into the gorgeous living room. I shook myself out of my daze and nodded. She smiled and opened her mouth to speak.

"I'm sorry that I didn't tell you all about what Rob did to me. I thought you wouldn't believe me. The truth is, I never really had feelings for Ron... I actually had a small crush on Fred..." she confided.

Literally everyone's mouth dropped...except for Draco's and Harry's.

Smelling a rat, I called them out. They both had the good graces to look flustered and embarrassed as they confided in what Hermione, themselves and the professors were doing. After hearing their explanation, I tried to hold back a laugh. Had Ron done something to Hermione's brain? This was madness! No ne could be brought back from Death!

I opened my mouth, 'Hermione... this is madness!" I exclaimed.

Hermione scowled at me. Then, her eyes welled with tears. Shoot. Ron had apparently called her crazy many times when they wee together. Without another word, Hermione left the room and Draco rose to follow her.

Great, now I was surrounded by many glares from my family.

As I tried to explain, Harry said, " love, this is important for Hermione. All she wants is happiness and we are trying to give it to her. Especially after we know what Ron did to her... come on, be understanding."

Jealousy and hatred towards Hermione flared up in me. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. It didn't work

"So, Harry. James. Potter. You are telling me that you would rather throw away time. Time which is valuable. Time which we don't have because of our busy jobs. You would rather use that time to help poor little Hermione Granger instead of planning our wedding? What is wrong with you? Don't you love me?" I cried out indignantly while trying to keep my volume down for poor sappy Granger.

"What is wrong with you Ginevra?! I raised you better than this! Don't you want to help her? You can plan your wedding at any time but right now, Hemione is obviously going through a tough time! And here you are complaining about how your marriage plans are disrupted." My father said indignantly.

Charlie, Bill ad Fleur just stared at me, shaking their heads.

I sighed. Did logic just fly out of their brains or something?