This wasn't how it was supposed to be
Happily Ever After?
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything you recognize. That all belongs to J.K. Rowling. I just own the plot.
Summery: When Hermione is raped by her husband Ron, she must get out to save her life and the life of her unborn child. Who will she meet in Hogsmead and will she accept the offered help? Takes place after the seventh book but it totally disregards the '19 years later' thing.
Warnings: Mentioning of rape and abuse. Not sure of anything else at the moment but I will let you know if any other warnings need to be said.
Chapter 1: This is not how it's supposed to be
Ron is drunk again. Ever since our best friend Harry, and Ronald's sister, Ginny, were killed, Ron has been getting drunk every night and it has only been getting worse. The first time he became violent with me, I was completely shocked. I didn't even cry and that seemed to make it worse. The next morning he came to me and told me that he would never hit me again and that he loved me. But I see now what his drinking has turned him into. A monster.
This isn't how it's supposed to be. We're supposed to be happily married and have kids. Everything we wanted in the beginning. At least that's what I thought when we got married. Now I regret having married a man with anger issues. Ron was not a man anymore. He has turned into a monster that cannot be stopped. I wish that Harry never died. Things probably wouldn't be this way, but then again I was never good at foreseeing the future.
Right now I am hiding in the spare bedroom, under the bed.
"Come out, come out, where ever you are! You little whore! I saw the pregnancy test in the bathroom. I know why you are hiding! You lousy good for nothing bitch! Cheating on your loving husband. Well I'm not going to stand for that." I heard my husband, Ronald Weasley, shouting drunkenly, as he tripped up the stairs of our house.
Oh no! I can't believe I forgot about the pregnancy test! I also can't believe that he thinks I am cheating on him. That's his job! I can't believe he doesn't even remember raping his own wife!
All the thoughts that were running through my head came to a sudden stop as Ron stumbled into the room. As quickly as humanly possible I got out from under the bed, pushing my extremely angry drunk husband as hard as I could to get him out of my way, and quickly ran out of the house. As soon as I was outside I apparated to Hogsmead. Once my feet were firmly on the ground once more I started to run once again.
Not looking at where I was going, I ran into someone that I had not seen in a long while. Both of us falling to the ground, I screamed and was suddenly face to face with Draco Malfoy.
Stammering out an apology, I quickly stood up, then grabbed his hand out of habit, and helped him. When I skin connected though something that felt extremely similar to electricity going through my hand coming from his and with a startled gasp I let go. Filing that feeling away for right now, I went to take a step back only to trip over my own feet. I started to fall again only have Draco catch me in his arms.
When I was finally steady on my feet he let go only to look at me with confusion and shock. "Hermione are you okay?"
All I could do was shake my head. In no way was I okay, but I didn't know if I could tell him that. I didn't know if I could trust him. Or anyone for that matter. Ever since Harry and Ginny were killed and Ron turned into a drunk I felt like I couldn't trust anyone anymore. And considering that my husband bet me and raped me I don't think I could trust men again.
"What's wrong Hermione? What are you running from?" Draco asked slightly concerned.
"It's not what." I said quietly with tears forming in my eyes. I had to tell someone what was happening, and if it had to be Draco Malfoy then so be it.
"I'm sorry, come again?" He asked, cocking his head, confused.
"It's not what, it's who." I answered with a sigh.
"Then who are you running from Hermione?"
It took me a second to realize he has been calling me by first name this whole time. Not only that but he wasn't yelling at me or sneering at me either. I guess people really do change. I sighed, here goes nothing. "I am running from Ron."
When I said that monster's name, I felt like he was going to find me if I said his name out loud. As if he, like Voldemort, put a taboo spell on his name. Looking around scared, I found that I was still safe from him. Heaving a sigh of relief I looked back into Draco's eyes, who looked angry, concerned and confused all at the same time.
"Let's get you out of here okay?" He asked sounding worried, like he too didn't want to get caught by my husband as well.
I nodded. I didn't want to be in the middle of the street where he could find me.
"If you want, we can go back to the Manor, you'll be safe there. I promise you Hermione. He can't get you there."
"Okay." I nodded.
Draco pulled out his wand, and again I flinched away from him, a quick flash of my rape went through my mind as Draco steadied me again with a frown. Lifting his wand into the air, waiting for something which happened to be the Knight Bus. After the night manager said his introduction he noticed who was standing there.
"Good evening Mr. Malfoy, and Mrs. Weasely. Where to tonight?"
"The Malfoy Manor please. And make it quick." Draco answered while paying the man.
Still in shock, Draco helped me into the bus and to the back bed. Sitting down on the bed with Malfoy, for the first time I oddly felt safe. Considering that for one, he was a man, and two, he used to be my worst enemy. Shaking my head, I thought, never again. Never again will I think badly of Draco.
"You saved my life back there, I thought for sure he was going to find me and kill me."
Draco appeared shocked. "What? Why are you running from Ron? Why do you think he was going to kill you?"
I shook my head. "Not here." I whispered. "They could be listening."
Draco just frowned and shook his head. "We will be there in just a few moments so you might want to hold onto me."
I nodded and held tightly onto his arm as the Knight Bus came startling stop.
A/N: This is my first Harry Potter story that isn't a crossover, and that isn't slash. Please bear with me, I am just getting started with this. This idea came to me in the middle of the night when I was trying to get to sleep and couldn't sleep until I had it down. IF ANYONE HAS POSTED SOMETHING SIMILAR TO THIS LET ME KNOW NICELY AND I WILL TAKE IT DOWN. I DON'T WANT TO STEP ON ANYONE'S TOES HERE CUZ THAT IS NOT WHAT FAN FICTION IS ALL ABOUT. Anyways hope you guys like it. Please review! =)