"So Draco as your partner for this project." Hermione stopped talking as Draco flopped face first on to his bed. "Are you okay?"
"Fine." Came his muffled reply. He sat up quickly. "Look I want to start over so." He stuck out his hand. "Draco Molfay if you'll listen I'd love to tell you my life story."
She looked at him with caution but returned the gesture. "Hermione Granger it would be a pleasure." At this the boy smiled wide. "I've never seen you smile before it's quite charming." Draco blushed and turned his head.
"T-Thank you. Ehem shall we start or do you want to talk?"
"Talk. So are you gay?"
"Yes." A light blush.
"Are you a virgin?"
"Yes." A deep blush.
"Who do you like?"
"Potter." His head was hidden.
"No." she gaped. "Um are you really a Molfay?"
"No."
"Are you an orphan?"
"Yes."
"Only child?"
"No."
"Sisters?"
"Three."
"Brother?"
"None."
"Twins?"
"My little sisters are."
"Older sister? Name?"
"One, Jenny."
"Twins names?"
"The one with green eyes like Jenny is Emily and the one with brown eyes like me is Jessica."
"You have brown eyes."
"Yeah and platinum blonde hair not white."
"Oh."
"And a lot of scars, cuts, and bruises."
"From?"
"And a black girl butt from what Blaise told me." Hermione took note of how Draco avoided how he was injured.
"Were you ever, I mean do you ever…" she trailed off.
"Raped? Beat? Self-harm? Suicidal?" She nodded sheepishly. "Yes to all of the above."
"Oh Draco you poor thing."
"You know I've only told this to one other person."
"Who?"
"Snape."
"Oh Draco."
"Except I normally call him Uncle Severus. He is, was my uncle by blood and my only confidant."
"May I see what you really look like?"
Draco let out a deep sigh and nodded. The spell was whispered and Draco's self-made image fell. Platinum blonde hair check. Brown eyes check. Bruises, around his neck, left forearm, and back check. Bones protruding from lack of body fat- oh you can see every bone- check. Cuts all over thighs and forearms - probably from a razor- check. Scars merging and showing with them. "I think it's time you go."
"No."
"Excuse you."
"I said 'no' Draco I'm no leaving till you go down to Madam Pomfrey's and get taken care of."
"No! I can't. I won't! No! No, no, no!"
"Draco this is for you not me now get up and go get taken care of before I smack some sense into you."