Ok people, I don't own anything. This chapter is written by Emma (AKA runaway mental patient) Sara (AKA dEmOn sLaYeR) will write the next chapter.

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"Hermione, do you love me?" The smell of whisky on his breath was overpowering.

"What a stupid Question Harry, of course I love you. How could I not love you? You are my best friend in all the world."

"No Hermione, I mean do you love me love me. Like Ron loves Luna love me."

"No Harry, I don't. I am sorry."

"Why not!" He shouted as he reached out and grabbed her by the shoulders. He began to shake her as he yelled "Why can't you love me, Why don't you want me?" He shook her faster and harder.

"Harry, you're hurting me. Please stop it."

"Why wont you love me!" the next sound to fill the common room was a loud thump, followed by a shrill scream. An angry red lump started to form on Hermione's cheek. Harry pulled his fist back again and punched her once again.

"Why wont you love me Hermione?" he continued to hit her. Each hit was followed by a scream. Harry was too strong for Hermione to get away. He continued to hit her and shout the words over and over again. He hit her a few more times before he sat down, holding his head in his hands. "Wha can I do ta make ouu wuv me" he slurred. Then he passed out.

Hermione crawled out of the room of requirement, tears running down her face. She crawled to the suit of armour and used it to pull herself to her feet. Then stumbled down the hall. When she heard footsteps behind her she stopped and leaned against the wall. Willing him to pass her.

"Well well well, if it isn't the little Mudblood."

A sigh of relief escaped her lips.

"What no witty remark?" he walked around her and gasped when he saw her face.

"Bloody hell Granger, what happened to you?"

"He didn't mean it, it was an accident." She cried.

"Granger, who did this to you?" The genuine concern in his voice touched her and she slid down the wall, crying her eyes out. Draco leant down, picked her up and carried her to their shared common room. He gently placed her on the couch and made his way to the bathroom. He returned moments later carrying a First Aid Kit.

He sat down next to her and started to clean the cut over her eye. He then held his wand to the recently cleaned out wound and muttered a spell to heal the skin. He then grabbed an ice pack and held it to her cheekbone.

"Why are you helping me Malfoy?"

"Because I have watched my Father hit my Mother, and no woman deserves to be hit. Even one I don't like."

"Why use a first aid kit? Why didn't you just use magic?"

"You mean to tell me that Hermione know-it-all Granger doesn't know that a cut need to be cleaned before it's healed. You don't want an infection now do you."

"No. Thankyou for helping me Malfoy."

"No worries. Now are you going to tell me who did this?"

"Harry" she whispered.

"I'm sorry, I didn't catch that. Who did this to you?"

"Harry did. He was drunk."

b I know this was very short, but it is just to set the scene, I have no idea what will be happening in the next chapter. That is up to Sara, so if you have a request for something to happen LEAVE A REVIEW! Hey Leave one n e way. Just so we know that you did read this!

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