A/N ok I add stuff help me out here read. And comment.

Hermione just came off the night bus, to the burrow after her doubly painful summer. She had always hated summer. Her friends new it, but didn't truly know why. The reason was that Voldamort had killed her mother in her third year and her father had become a raging abusive drunk. He blamed her and her world for his wife's death.

She was going into her sixth year but was only 15 because she started at the age of 10, some glitch in the system. She walked into the burrow put her bags down and sat on the couch thoroughly exhausted. Her muscles ached, her brain hurt, she was so dehydrated, and tired. The Weaslys and Harry had heard her come in but she usually went to the kitchen for some snack before she went to sleep. So, the Weaslys went to her. Molly immediately saw she looked unfed and thirsty.

"Oh, dear ill get something to eat and drink for you, you look dreadful." She exclaimed as she ran to the kitchen. Ron and Harry looked concerned as they examined her thoroughly. Her vision began to get hazy she wanted to say something to put them at ease but found she couldn't say anything her voice to strained.

"Hermione what happened to you?" Harry asked since Ron was stunned still.

She tried to say that she was fine but she could no longer see or move at all she fell away into a memory. She was in a deep sleep when molly came back. Molly tried to wake her to get her to eat but she wouldn't get up.

By now Ginny had gotten up and come down so now it was Harry, Ron, Molly, and Ginny. Ginny looked tired still but wanted to come see Hermione before she went to be. She saw her mother shaking her a lot and Ron and Harry telling her to wake up." Mom, what's wrong? Is she ok?" Ginny asked frightened.

Molly took out her wand and preformed a couple of spells. Molly was a great home maker and care giver but never good at getting accurate diagnostic spells correct." She seems to be just sleeping and a little malnourished. I don't understand why though." Molly concluded. Molly waked to the kitchen and thought while the boys and Ginny looked at Hermione quizzically.

DREAM/MEMORIE

Voldamort sat on his throne –a wooden chair with a glamour spell on it- staring smugly at his prisoner." Miss Granger, where is our dearest Potter?" Voldamort asked in the iciest of tones." I WILL NEVER TELL. I AM A LOYAL..." Hermione's voice faltered from 2 months of screaming the same thing over and over again.

Voldamort was defiantly angry. He stood up and walked to Hermione until he was inches from her. She did not back away. Normally his followers wouldn't be in the room but he thought they might intimidate her so he brought them in on the torture this time. He looked into her eyes and delved into her mind.

Hermione had studied both legamency and occulamancy through out her school months. She had it perfected by the 5th time she tried. Harry told her everything that Snape told him so that helped tremendously. She also figured out something that she found in no book. She had found a way to create memories by strongly and in detail imagining something without it actually happening.

He had never used legamency before. It took her by surprise, but she still always had her mind blocked. He was sorting out her memories and she let him see her Harry, and Ron having fun.

They were playing cards, talking, watching a movie muggle of course, and her and Ron kissing.

Voldamort was still looking she thought he would leave by now. So, she created a few memories she knew would push him out. Hermione knew how to do it with her magic but she wasn't very strong now so it wasn't an option. She thought hard about Harry and Ron beating her kicking her, punching, slapping, and yelling at her until she was all bloody and bruised. It was so vivid Voldamort believed it.

He left her mind and stumbled back, staring at her intently.

"If they do such things to you why would you protect them?" He asked Hermione showing confusion. Apparently forgetting his followers were in the room.

She did not answer him. Truth be told she couldn't think of anything that wouldn't sound foolish. She hadn't expected him to ask so she didn't prepare.

"I could save you from them. You could become my queen." He said in a soft tone.

It surprised her that he could achieve such a low and gentle voice. She almost laughed at the fact that he thought she would fall for it. She was thinking up a cheeky answer, Even though it would earn her the cruciatus when she was done.

She walked up to him and circled him." Why such a tempting offer." she said in a light sexy voice. Well best she could muster since her voice was over used." Why would u give me a mud blood know-it-all school girl such an option so great?" she smiled inwardly at how mad he would get." You are smart and are capable of helping Me." he watched Hermione's body move around him." It's so tempting to say yes, but as I know," she spoke into his ear. He shuddered. "You will be on the losing side of this war I will never be in your ranks, EVER."

He swirled around and yelled "CRUCIO!" she fell to the ground, but did not scream. She had stopped screaming after a weak it was a waste of energy, but since she was changing the routine...she burst out laughing like a mad women. All the death eaters gasped. Voldamort intensified the curse and so did her laughter. Hermione's laughing was the same as screaming to her.

After an hour more of torture he ordered a death eater one she knew to be Luscious Malfoy to take her back to her cell. When they arrived she smiled deviously at him. Malfoy looked her over noticing every curve of Hermione's young body.

"What are you thinking?" she asked innocently." That I will bed you tonight." he said already advancing on her. She backed away slowly. Swaying her hips provocatively. God she really didn't want to do this." Why? Because now you know that the dark lord wants me?" she said knowing the answer when he did not answer her she continued. "I propose...a deal."

"And what would this ...deal be?" he said drawling closer to her." That you may bed me if... you get me out...I swear that I won't say a word" she added hastily." I agree to your deal. And the only word you'll be saying or shall I say be screaming is my name."

END DREAM/MEMORIE

Hermione woke with a start, but some one pushed her back down. She focused and it was Ron, she began to cry. Ron pulled her close and she cried on him.

"Oh, Ron it was a terrible dream it just wouldn't end."

She lied to them by saying that it was a dream. She knew it was not however. She looked around as her sniffles quieted she saw the twins, Harry, Ginny, Molly, and Ron staring back at her. Hermione told them a made up story that she thought reasonable for who they thought she was.

Molly spoke first "I'll start dinner. Hermione you look famished."

Hermione just nodded. For an hour they all caught up on their summer activities. She added her father into some of hers. Every thing was normal. Well to them Hermione was the same. She hadn't been truly happy in years so no one could tell the difference.

"I am going to take a shower guys." Hermione said. She wanted to clean herself she felt filthy. She untangled herself from Ron. It was hard she didn't like Ron anymore. He was too immature. What she went through made her grow up a great deal. As she took her shower she sang to get her mind of things. Hermione sang very well. No one knew, they all thought she was tone def.

She came down and dinner was ready the only place left was in between the twins. She smiled as she sat down.

"Hello Fred," she said looking at him "hello George." she said looking at George. She could tell every one apart now just by their smell, walk, smile, anything. Hermione spent enough time thinking shed never see them reviewing everything she ever saw of them over and over. It surprised every one when she got their names rite. Everyone was looking at her.

"What? What did I do?" she asked innocently.

"You can tell the twins apart since when? Not even Mum can." Ron piped up out of the stunned silence.

"I have my ways." she answered cheekily.

Everyone just smiled and ate.

Hermione spent her time reading and doing the summer home work that she couldn't do. Her father was going to be furious. He'd probably beat her worse than before or …maybe even…no she wouldn't think of it. She had until winter break, the only break she didn't spend at the school or the burrow.

They were leaving for Grim Wald place that afternoon so she was in her room packing the last of her books when she smelled the familiar scent of herbs, earth, and potions.

"Hello Professor." Hermione greeted without turning. She turned around with her trunk if he was surprised he didn't show it. "Are you ready to leave?" he asked. She nodded," may you?" she pointed to her trunk asking him to shrink it. "You can carry it." He said irritated as he was walking away she mumbled. "Actually I can't." Snape turned around quickly. "What was that Miss Granger?" he asked harshly. "I said I can't I haven't …..been well this summer" she answered he looked like he didn't believe her but shrunk her trunk anyway. She said thank you following him out.

A/N ok I have added a bit and fixed some things pleas comment now i've forgotten where I was going with this so give me some ideas of where you would like it to go.