Human

by Layla Clearwater

Hermione is in her 6th year, and her being bullied because of being muggle born Is getting worse; she starts to cut and eventually attempts suicide. When Harry finds her, he notices her being bullied. He he helps her through the pain, and pulls her through. Rated M for self inflicted harm and Harsh Language

Chapter One

A/N: First Harry and Hermione Fanfic so please no trolling, Please Enjoy

Disclaimer: I own Nothing, sadly :'(

Hermione was coming back to Hogwarts of Witchcraft and Wizardry from Christmas vacation, this time Ron stayed with Harry at school and Hermione was coming back on the train alone. Draco just came out of the bathroom and saw Hermione alone in her car on the train, he took a piece of paper someone dropped on the floor writing Filthy Mud Blood in red ink and put it in his pocket.

Draco opened her door and said "Look whose alone without her famous friend Potter, and your un-trusty friend Wesley" almost chuckling,

Hermione looked up from her book and looked up at him "Well, if it isn't the snot nosed brat Malfoy."

His face changed.

"Awwww, did I hurt your feelings? I guess your gunna run telling mummy and daddy about this, maybe Snape or the headmaster?" She said confidently.

Draco staggered backwards as if her words hit him, and caught himself; he gotten pale. He finally got the courage to speak again, and said "You fucking bitch" he exclaimed. He almost got to the door, he stopped and remembered the paper in his pocket. "Hey, this is for you", he said throwing it over his shoulder on his way out.

Two minutes later when she knew he was gone, out of curiosity she opened it. In big letters it said Filthy Mud Blood, in red ink to make the message show the effect of blood on the paper. She couldn't hold in her pain any more, she wanted to scream; she wanted to cry. Hermione broke her Razor from her suitcase, and took one blade out of it; went to the bathroom and carved the word Mud Blood on the inside of Her thigh. She felt the pain, she felt a small amount of blood down her led pouring onto the cold bathroom floor of the train.

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Fifty minutes past, and she was in the dining hall beside her two best friends. Ron was stuffing his face while Harry tried to make conversation.

"So Hermione, how was summer vacation?"

She told the truth, "It was great, we had a nice small family Christmas. If you wanted, you could have come."

Harry shook his head, "Nah, I wouldn't wanna waist my welcome. Next Christmas though" he said with I smile.

Draco passed her with a smirk on his face, it made Hermione shiver.

Harry noticed right away, " What's that Slytherin's problem, did he do anything to you on the train?".

She lied, "No, not at all."