A/N : Hey Everyone! So...please be nice! This is my first born, so expect it to be really bad. Last time I ended it in a really weird spot so, I finished this Chapter so please re-read it!

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Be My Escape

Mudblood. One word that held so much meaning. Maybe I really am worthless, Hermione thought to herself while looking down at her arm. The word was now a scar, reminding her everyday of what she had suffered through...what she was. Sighing, she climbed her way up the remaining stairs and sat on the floor of the Astronomy Tower, and stared out at the stormy sky. Slowly, rain drops started falling. Unable to contain herself anymore, tears started forming in Hermione's eyes. This year was supposed to be different...the "Redo Year", in more ways than had hoped when they came back to Hogwarts, to redo the year that had been taken over by the war, all prejudiced could be pushed aside.

I was wrong, of course, thought Hermione, still staring at the sky. Rain was now pouring from the storm clouds, while lightning lit up the sky. Thunder was rolling through the Forbidden Forest, continuously. Nothing was quite like a thunderstorm at Hogwarts, where the rain was majestic, terrifying, yet so calming all at the same time. Hermoine loved the rain, it was her escape...from everything. Her head leaned back until it touched the stone wall behind her. As soon as her head touched the wall, the tears started, silently rolling down her cheeks. Crying about it was pointless, yet she couldn't help herself. Malfoy's words had cut like Bellatrix's dagger, when he had said it. " You stupid, filthy little Mudblood!

*Flash Back*

" Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger will be working together today." Professor Slughorn said, as he paired off the "Redo" students for their first potions class of the year, and last class of the day. Hermione inwardly groaned and glanced over at Malfoy, who didn't look any happier. Ron and Harry shot Hermione sympathetic glances, which didn't last very long, since they were paired together not long after. Turning towards the table that Draco now occupied, Hermione slowly made her way over to her seat."

"Can you hurry up? I would like to start sometime during this class period!" Draco hissed while glaring at Hermione. "Sorry!" mumbled Hermione as she set down her bag and made her way to the student cupboard to get the ingredients listed on the board at the front of the classroom. After gathering their ingredients and bringing them back to the table, Malfoy and Hermione started, working silently, but diligently. Soon, they were halfway done, until a distracted Hermione, who was thinking about plans of going to the library afterwards, added the chopped valerian roots to soon. Their potion started to turn a sickly green color instead of storm blue."Granger! What the heck did you do?" Malfoy yelled wide-eyed, bringing Hermione out from her thoughts. "Oh my Godric! I added the roots to early!" Hermione wailed, close to tears, she never did work wrong and was upset.

The potion had started to boil over, and the only thing to do was to vanish it and start over. Since they had worked quickly, they would still be able to restart and finish it. This didn't stop Malfoy from whispering harshly in her face, "You messed up our potion! You stupid little Mudblood!" Hermione jerked back like she had been slapped. Tears started to form in her eyes, and she looked down at her arm. Hermione had pushed up her sleeves when they had began the potion and the word was now visible. Draco looked at her arm also and went wide-eyed again. He had been there. He had see her suffer, and then he went and reminded her of it. "Granger...I-" Malfoy, but she wasn't listening. Images of Bellatrix Lestrange saying these words, "You filthy little mudblood!", while carving it into her arm blurred her vision. Hermione grabbed her bag and books and ran out of the classroom.

*End Flashback*
Tears were now pouring from Hermione's eyes, in time with the rain. The war hadn't changed him at all, he was still the same stuck-up jerk he was the first time the met him. Mudblood. The word shouldn't hurt anymore, but it did. This had been the first time someone had called her that, with so much hate, since Bellatrix had carved it into her arm. So absorbed in the memory of the potion class, Hermione didn't here someone approaching. "Granger?" Malfoy whispered. Hermione's eyes flew open in alarm. She couldn't pull herself together enough to stop crying...or glare at him. So, she sat staring up at Malfoy with tears rolling down her face until he spoke.

He had been shifting his weight, and looked her really uncomfortable not knowing what to say, opening and closing his mouth like a fish. " I...I'm...I finished the potion!" He finally blurted out. She sat staring at him, then whispered harshly, "That's all you have to say? You finished the potion? I thought maybe after the war, you had changed...a bit. That maybe you had some feelings, but all you have to say is that you finished the potion? The one that I messed up because I was to busy being a stupid little-" "STOP!" Malfoy yelled. Hermione stood up, tears streaming down in anger. "No! I won't stop Draco Malfoy! I won't! I have to live with this on my arm for the rest of my life! So why shouldn't I call myself that! Give me one good reason!" Hermione yelled.

They stood in silence. Hermione's tears had now turned back to sad and confused ones, instead of anger. She sighed, and then walked out onto one of the many terraces of Hogwarts. Letting the water splash her face as she leaned back her head and raised her arms in the air. Malfoy stood staring at her, transfixed, as she escaped the world through the rain. Maybe the weren't so different after all The rain was his escape from the world too. Slowly, he walked out into the rain until he stood next to her. Malfoy took her left arm and held it with his left hand. The word Mudblood, and the Dark Mark were now facing each other. His eyes slowly met hers, brown and gray.

They stood staring at each other once again, until he said, "The Mark was forced upon me.I didn't want to take it. I get judged everyday by what I was. The difference between our scars is how we wear them. My scar shows what I was, what I caused, and what everyone still believes me to be. I wear mine in shame. You wear your scar like a crown, because everyone knows you aren't a Mudblood, and the word doesn't fit you or shape you, you shape the scar. The war changed you, but for the better. You are stress free, free from having to worry about Voldemort killing you at any minute. I still get judge for my scar, where as whoever grouped you with the scar is now dead or in Azakaban. I don't think you are a Mudblood. I was mad at myself for not being able to be like you. You hold your head high, and I duck mine in shame." He paused for a second to breath before adding, " I want that. I want to be proud of myself again. I want people to like me and get to know who I am. I don't want to be grouped with the Deatheaters. I want to escape from the prejudiced. I want to escape from my mindset of Mudbloods, Purebloods and Blood-traitors. I want to think of everyone as equal.

I want to escape. I need to escape. Please help me escape. " The last sentence was a whisper. Tears were now pouring from Malfoy's eyes as he looked down at their arms, which were being hammered with rain. Hermione looked at Draco Malfoy in a new light. She saw how broken, and lost he was. He wants me to be his escape, Hermione thought to herself. He really did need friends, and understanding. She had seen the way people had been treating him the last few days, shoving him into walls, and giving him death glares. The only two who had stuck with him were Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson. They all needed an escape. So when Malfoy looked up at her again, Hermione nodded her head and pulled him into a hug. "I'll help you", she whispered. They stood, wrapped in each others arms in the pouring rain, Malfoy sobbing on Hermione's shoulder. He had finally found an escape.

A/N: So that was it! I hope you liked it! Next Chapter should come in at least to days! IF YOU WANT... I'm not forcing you to...you can review, but I won't yell at you if you don't! Thanks for reading! :)