She sat on a bench in the park. It was snowing yet she still took off her gloves to reveal the scars. She raised her coat's sleeve and stared at the words.
MUD BLOOD.
It was the one scar that wouldn't go away, from the day she was tortured by the horrid woman whose name she could not seem to forget. She realized she had forgotten to leave a note for Ron and Harry to tell them where she was. They were probably already looking for her, even though she didn't want to be found. She wanted to reflect on her life in peace, without them trying to cheer her up. It was sweet of them to try, but deep down she didn't believe anything they told her. All she wanted was to be a normal witch with parents who wouldn't be put in danger by her. She slid her sleeve down again and turned her head while she listened to the approaching footsteps coming her way. The wind blew her pin out of her hair and it began to swirl around her face. Her face, covered in scars much like her arms was blurred by a combination of the wind and her hair. She could feel a tear fall from her eye just as the footsteps came to a halt beside her.
"Hermione, are you alright? Ron and I have been looking everywhere for you." Harry said, moving up to stand right in front of her face. She turned her head; she didn't want them to see her cry. He beanie hat flew off in the wind, and she didn't even try to chase after it. Ron just watched the beanie fly off, and Harry tried to hold her gaze. She lowered her eyes.
"I'm fine, I just forgot to leave a note to you two." She said, just as another tear escaped her eye.
"You don't look fine," Ron said, sitting next to the shivering girl on the bench.
"I just wanted to get some fresh air." Hermione said, trying to ignore Ron and Harry's eyes on her. She knew they cared but she felt like they would never understand. They were never bullied for being the know it all half-blood.
"You wanted fresh air in a snow storm?" Harry said, making a small giggle escape her lips.
"Com'on let's just go back inside so we can talk." Ron said, picking up her hand in his.
"Please, I just want a few minutes alone. I'll meet you both later." She told them getting up and walking slowly in the opposite direction of the building behind her. Ron started to move after her but Harry stopped him noticing her take off her glove again to look at the scar. They turned away just before hearing Hermione scream at the top of her lungs. When they turned she was nowhere to be seen.