Hermione sighted. She laid on her back and just looked up at the roof. Her parents had died and she was now living with an uncle he was actually a pureblood. Though he did not treat her well.

" when will you be leaving again ?" A dark voice which clearly was drunk said from the door.

Hermione turned her head, it was her drunk uncle. " tomorrow, I have already packed and I will get a friend of mine to take me to the station" she said.

Her uncle nodded, though it could also just be him fading to sleep. Oh how hermione longed till she could use her magic like a grown up wizard. Though no, the government had actually made it so that instead of the age to be allowed to use magic when they were 17 they could not use it before they were 22. It was some kind of stupid law they wanted to try, of course there was exceptions, if you had a guardian, got married to someone 22 or over. And then the second exception Draco was one of them, because since his father worked at the ministry he was allowed to use it now, when he was only 16 or actually 16 and a half.

" that reminds me, I haven't sent him a birthday card yet" she thought and went to the desk, she made a small card out of parchment and glitter, old fashioned and childish but it was all she could do.

Yes, hermione granger the gryffindor princess and golden girl was sending Draco Malfoy the Slytherin prince the deatheater boy in making. A birthday card. They were friends.

For hermione it was almost surreal, he had seen her after she had an encounter with her drunk uncle, which meant she was beaten and abused, and after what Draco told her, she had been quite a scary sight, he had never seen anyone who had looked like that, not even Harry and he had been tormented by his family for years, or technically he had it easy, as he was only neglected and did not get much to eat, and all he did was to either complain about Voldemort or the Dursley's.

No one except Draco knew she had lost her parents, and even though it felt as if she had lost them recently it had been a long time ago, her parents died in a car crash when they had tried to park the car in rush hour - they had dropped hermione and her stuff off first by the station - in their first year. But since she had not said anything and no one had actually never seen her parents then that was ok.

Hermione took a look in the mirror, she had black hair with green and silver stripes in it. Though only Draco knew it, as she had a wig on normally while at school hermione remembered when her mother had said she would have scared the new classmates with her hair so she had been the one to get her the wig, and since then, she had always used it.

After putting on the makeup she needed to cover up any scratches she had gotten, she went out the door with her card in hand.

" happy late birthday Draco " she said and gave him a hug when he had opened the door.

" thanks Mione" he muttered and took a look at her.

" your uncle hit you again ? Man why don't you move away from him and live with me and my parents ? " he commented, even though he knew hermione would give him the same answer as ever.

" no I can't, if I do then it will cause an uproar at the school, as you know no one in the entire school knows we are friends and have been since first grade.. How did you even get in my room anyway?" She said

" I've told you this many times, I tested out my broom and it came out of control and so I crashed in your window thankfully it was open, it was the books of yours that was painful.. Thanks for fixing my nose that time by the way" he said and laughed

" well luckily magic at school is allowed, since my uncle would never give permission to let me use magic outside of school like you can, besides everyone believes that I live with my muggle parents thus they can't sign the papers needed to give me access to use magic outside of the school" she said

" why don't you come in for a bit, I have some dark arts books you might want to check out, and mom made hot chocolate " he said and grinned

" books and chocolate, I have never touched a book in my life sure I will come in" she said in a mock voice before she entered the door, hermione was glad that the malfoys lived a few blocks by her uncles house, as far as she understood dracos parents had been thrilled to move as they had learned Draco had gotten a friend, a smart friend too. They actually did not care that she was a muggleborn or because of her uncle she was half blood. But nevertheless just like she and Draco they had to put up and act,