Who do you turn to? | By : firefairy Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 5031 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Disclaimer: Still not mine, oh well, I’ll get over it…I think.
Chapter 2:
It was nearly time to go back to school, back to Hogwarts. Hogwarts the only place she could now think of as home, but she knew that she didn’t belong there anymore, she didn’t belong anywhere.
Pacing around her room picking up clothes and folding them nicely in her trunk she began to worry about going back. ‘How much worse could it be to stay here, not go back to school?’ she thought to herself, sadly she shook her head, ‘No I can’t stay here, I have to go back, mum would have wanted me to.’ Hermione carefully made her way down stairs to find the man that called himself her father.
“Where are the rest of my school supplies?” she asked quietly, edging her way towards him. He turned and studied her.
“I’m sorry princess, were you talking to me? I just didn’t hear you call my name.” he found perverse pleasure in her calling him ‘daddy’ all the time. Smiling he waited for her to talk again.
“Daddy, where are the rest of my school supplies? I have to leave tomorrow.” she asked again. Hermione felt sick, how could a man she called daddy treat her as he did. Her mother wouldn’t have let it happen, but her mother wasn’t there any more.
“They are all on the shelf under the stairs princess, as you’re going tomorrow I have a special treat for you tonight.” he stood up and moved closer to her, she held her breath and stood still. “I think I will have you one last time before you go.” with that, he licked her cheek possessively and walked out of the door to work.
Hermione grabbed all of her belongings from the shelf and ran up the stairs. Chucking the rest of her things into the top of her trunk without any care or order, she placed her wand up her sleeve and made sure that the car had gone from the street so it was safe to leave the house.
“Ok, last chance,” she said to herself, “If you can get out now then it can all be over. You can see Harry and Ron tomorrow.” she smiled sadly, “You can try to get everything back to normal”
Picking up her case, she tugged it down the stairs and put it by the backdoor. She took her life savings as well as her mothers, but left her fathers in its place. Stashing the money away, she opened the backdoor, walked across the lawn, over the fence at the back and into the alleyway. Sticking out her wand arm she jumped backwards just in time to miss being run over by the knight bus.
“Welcome aboard the knight bus Miss,” a pimpled wizard said, Hermione turned to pick up her trunk only to find that the wizard already had hold of it. “Allow me Miss.” he turned and sat it next to an overstuffed armchair.
“Thank you, the Leaky Cauldron please,” she said, seating herself in the chair.
“Right you are Miss, ere aren’t you ‘arry’s friend?” he asked studying her, “Yea, you’re the Granger girl, nice to meet you Miss.” he said holding out his hand, “I’m Stan.” Hermione took the offered hand.
“Hermione, pleased to meet you.” she replied with a smile, forcing herself not to cower away from the contact. Stan left to tell the driver where she wanted to go and Hermione was left sitting in a corner thinking about her escape.
-------------------------------------------
“Good afternoon Tom.” Hermione said with false cheer as she entered the Leaky Cauldron,
“Good afternoon Miss Granger, what a pleasant surprise,” replied the old barman, “Are your parents with you?” He asked looking around the dimly lit pub. He looked back to the girl in front of him and moved out from behind the bar, leading her to a corner.
“My parents aren’t with me, my mother was a victim of one of the final Death Eater raids,” she stopped and looked to the ground, “My father is at work. I need a room for the night please, and would very much appreciate it, if my father came in and asked after me if you said that you hadn’t seen me.” Hermione looked up into Tom’s eyes and he put a hand on her shoulder.
“Of course Miss, you’re always welcome here. I’ll be sure to look after you, after all you are a saviour of the wizarding word, even if you don’t get recognised, I know you are the brains behind the three of you.” Tom said smiling at the shocked look that passed over her. “I may just be a barman, but I’m a good judge of character, Mr Potter may have all the publicity after defeating Voldemort, but you are the reason he was able to.” Hermione smiled a true smile and gave him the money for a room. A house elf took her belongings to the room and she followed.
Lying down on the small bed in the room, she wrapped her arms around herself and drifted into a troubled sleep. Dreaming of the state her father would be in when he returned to find her gone. At seven, she woke with a start as someone knocked on the door. It took her a few moments to remember where she was, she took her wand from under her pillow and made her way to the door. Opening it slightly she saw Tom standing the other side levitating a tray in front of him.
“Good evening, Miss, you missed supper so I took the liberty of bringing you some.” he said with a smile, motioning to the tray.
“Thanks Tom, has there been any sign of my father tonight?” she asked as she invited him in. Tom gave her a concerned look and nodded.
“Yes Miss,” he started but she interrupted him,
“Please Tom, call me Hermione.” he nodded and continued.
“Hermione, he came in earlier and asked if I had seen you. He seemed furious, but true to my word I didn’t say.” Hermione was tense but managed a small smile
“Thank you Tom, thank you for everything you have done for me today, I truly appreciate it.” she said picking at the food he had brought for her.
“You should eat Hermione, you’re looking a bit pale. I will leave you to it, see you in the morning, how are you getting to the station?” he asked studying the young woman before him.
“I was hoping to catch the knight bus, but what would you recommend?” she asked still just moving food around the plate.
“If you would like I could apparate you to the station, it would be quicker and give you more time to rest, you look like you haven’t slept properly in days.” the concern in his voice was plain and clear, Hermione forced a smile and replied,
“I’m fine, but that would be lovely if it’s no problem to you that is. I honestly don’t know what I’d have done without you. If you ever need anything from me please just let me know, if you’re every stuck for bar staff I worked in a muggle bar this summer, feel free to ask Dumbledore on a weekend.” Tom smiled and patted her arm, she stopped herself flinching and smiled back.
“Goodnight Hermione, I will send an elf to wake you up an hour before we have to go and then come and collect you when we need to leave.” he smiled and left taking the hardly eaten food with him.
While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.
Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!
Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo