Accidently in Love

Wow, my first Harry Potter pairing story lol and it's a Draco/Hermione well...maybe more Hermione/Draco not sure lol I hope this goes okay though, if people like it and review I will be writing more of this, if not I will be leaving it as a One-Shot. So yeah, Enjoy. xx

"Draco! Get up now!" spat Lucius Malfoy, the sting of a slap against his head waking him in an instant. He lazily sat up and quickly rubbed the sleepiness out of his eye to look at his father's piercing sneer. "I will not have you being late!"

"Yes father"

After getting dressed into his robes, Draco went down to breakfast that his mother, Narcissa Malfoy had made.

"Good morning Draco" she greeted, placing two cups of tea on the table for herself and her husband. Who was sat reading the Daily Prophet.

"Morning mother" he was confused at to why his mother was handing out tea, as that was usually the job of the house elves. That must mean Lucius had them busy doing other things for him. So Draco didn't push on the matter and gave a kiss on his mother's cheek before taking a seat at the table.

"Back at Hogwarts now Draco, I hope you have completed your homework and studying" Narcissa sipped her tea after addressing her only child.

"Of course" Draco replied, almost offended that she would even suggest that he hadn't. However, it was his mother, so he would never raise his voice with her.

"You'd better have" Lucius stepped in the conversation. He, however Draco would gladly raise his voice to, if there wasn't a severe beating waiting for him if he did. "I will not have you not upholding the Malfoy name" Draco looked at his mother who just sipped her tea and avoided getting involved, while Draco discretely rolled his eyes.

"Yes father" he sighed then muttered under his breath. "We all know that's your job anyway"

The paper slammed onto the table startling both Draco and Narcissa as Lucius's glare pierced at Draco like daggers.

"Watch yourself boy" he warned dangerously. Which struck Draco with fear, he needs to learn not to talk back to Lucius, especially considering he is a death eater. It could the last thing he'd do. Silence remained at the table until everyone was finished.

Draco had got all his things ready for the school year at Hogwarts, and had the house elves carry his things to their car, which would take them to the train station.

"Draco" Lucius stopped him from exiting the house. "Might I have a word quickly before we go?" his voice sounded sinister, yet he agreed to speak with his father in private. "Now Draco, you know very well of what my job is" Lucius referred about being a death eater. Which Draco tried hard to always ignore or even forget. "Your Mother is one too, and now we feel that you have reached an age that you too, can become one"

Draco's jaw dropped, he couldn't believe what he just heard. It was bad enough his parents had sold their souls to that…thing. Now they actually wanted him, their own son to do the same.

"No! I refuse!" Draco exclaimed. "I will not work for some…freak!"

"How dare you!" Lucius struck Draco around the face so hard that it knocked him to the ground. "How dare you speak of the dark lord like that you disrespectful cretin!" he spat down as he watched his son spit out some blood caused from the impact his fathers hand and cane had with his face. Which was now swollen.

"You may be willing to become a servant for him! But I am not! I will not have that mark!" Draco barked at Lucius, who had a look of hatred.

"We'll see about that now won't we" Lucius sneered as he harshly grabbed his son by the collar of his robes and pulled him down to the basement.

"Let go father!" Draco desperately protested. Lucius threw his son onto the floor and gave him a kick in the ribs. Listening to his son cry out in pain with no remorse. "Please - Stop" he begged, but Lucius gave him one more kick, this time in the stomach, winding him.

"Changed your mind yet? … son" it sounded like that was the most dreaded thing he had to ever say, calling this weak, whimpering boy his son.

"N-No!"

Lucius lost his patience, and whipped out his wand from his cane and pointed it down to his son.

"Then you leave me no choice" he whispered, causing Draco's tear filled eyes to widen in fear. "Crucio!" he shouted, which sent an excruciating pain through Draco's body, causing him to groan, cry out and thrash on the ground in pain.

"P-Please! Stop!" Draco's tears fell as he begged his father to end this torture. However, Lucius showed no signs of mercy unless Draco did what he said. Draco wanted to die there and then. Anything to end the pain shooting through his body. He felt himself begin to slowly loose consciousness, until he heard a voice.

"Lucius!" Narcissa's tone was shocked and scared. "Stop this now!"

Lucius sneered down at Draco before ending his suffering, leaving him to sob hopelessly on the ground.

"How could you treat your son like this?" Narcissa asked in a sharp tone, aiding her son off the floor.

"Narcissa, he won't accept the mark. He needed some…persuasion"

"Persuasion?" she spat. "and nearly killing our son was the only way to do so?" her attitude towards Lucius only angered him more. "Come Draco, you'll be late for your train" Narcissa escorted him out, glaring at Lucius as they walked out.

At the train station, Draco had to keep his composure, as his mother tried to hide the swelling that took up half his face.

"Enjoy your year Draco" she spoke softly to him, gently kissing the part of his face that wasn't swollen. "See you soon"

"Bye Mum" the fact he called her Mum automatically told her he was very upset. However, she couldn't do much now, with him going to Hogwarts and all. She waved him off, and watched him enter the train.

Everyone rushed around on the train, looking for a compartment that wasn't full. Draco ignored everyone in attempt to stop himself being sick, his body was in so much pain he barely could stand let alone walk and manage to remain conscious.

However, in his attempt to walk straight, he accidentally crashed into Hermione Granger. The impact to his body rattled what felt like broken ribs and he let out a groan. He held his ribs carefully, leaving Hermione confused and even concerned.

"Draco?" she asked, checking to see if he was alright.

"S-Sorry" he groaned and quickly passed her. Now she was defiantly confused. Did Draco just say sorry? Did he manage to say something to her without bringing the word Mudblood up?

She shook off these questions as she watched him walk off and resumed to the compartment Harry and Ron were sat in.

"There you are" said Ron, watching her sit down.

"Of course here I am I only went to give Parvati a text book, Ronald. I wasn't even gone 5 minutes" Hermione replied, which made Ron feel slightly embarrassed. Harry noticed Hermione had a troubled expression on her face.

"What's wrong Hermione?"

"Oh…nothing, it's just, well, something strange just happened" she confessed.

"Like what?" Ron asked, his mouth full from consuming a chocolate frog which Hermione gave a small disgusted look at.

"Well, I bumped into Draco in the corridor…but instead of leaving a rude remark like he normally does. He said sorry" Hermione explained, which wasn't so strange if you compare everything else the golden trio have experienced.

"Sorry?" Harry asked to confirm, a bewildered look on his face.

"Yes, for bumping into me…but he also seemed to be in a lot of pain"

"You're not worrying about him are ya?" Ron asked.

"Oh don't be ridiculous, of course not. Like I said, it was just strange" said Hermione, looking out the train window.

Sat with the other Slytherins, Draco's clothes began to feel damp underneath, so he quickly rushed from his compartment, not even telling anyone and headed for the train's toilets. Avoiding eye contact with anyone on the way.

Once he got inside, instead of locking the door he just quickly took off his robes then lifted his shirt off to see blood pouring from the cuts and bruises he had gained from his 'father'.

Just remembering it caused tears to fall from Draco's eyes, however, as his breathing went in and out it caused Draco to be sick from the pain it caused him. Blood flowing with the stomach acid he threw up into the toilet. Draco's throat going into spasm then panicked him into thinking he was going to choke, once he managed to stop, the pain made him feel very light headed, then before he knew it. He passed out on the floor.

"How long till we reach Hogwarts?" Harry asked Hermione, who was lost in thought looking out the window. "Hermione?" Harry nudged his friends arm, which snapped her out of thought.

"Oh, sorry" she smiled a guilty smile.

"What's with you? You have been quiet since you got here" said Ron, which Hermione shot her head round to.

"I have not"

"You have, I reckon it's because that thing that happened with Malfoy. Isn't it?"

"Oh honestly Ronald" Hermione got up and headed out the compartment. "Grow up" she snapped before slamming the door shut. Ron giving an confused look at Harry when she left.

"Touchy" he commented, while Harry shrugged.

Hermione walked through the corridor of the train to let off some steam. She didn't know why Ron's comment annoyed her so much, but she needed a moment away from him she knew that much. On her way down the train she heard screams from what sounded like first years, which meant Fred and George had done their usual pranks to break the first years in. Typical of them.

After wondering she decided she needed to use the ladies room, so headed to the toilets. Once she reached them, she noticed the door was shut so knocked on the door.

"Is anyone in there?" she asked, listening carefully for a reply. When she didn't she slowly opened the door, finding it stopping half way by something blocking. Frowning in confusion, she peered her head in and looked down at an unconscious Draco.

"Draco?" she gasped, squeezing through the small gap in the door and shutting it. Then quickly checked to see any signs of breathing. Thankfully, he was still breathing. It wasn't until she checked that, that she noticed his shirt was off, revealing his naked chest which was seriously beaten. Hermione was shocked. Who could have done this to him? Sure, he was a git most of the time but no one is deserving of this much abuse.

She contemplated on what she should do, she could just leave him. Knowing that is what he would most likely do if it was the other way round. Or let someone know he was in this condition. Whilst thinking, she noticed his ribs were mismatched. Clearly broken. Hermione was too good of a witch to let someone, even as horrible as Malfoy walk around with broken ribs. She just couldn't do it.

"You really don't deserve my help" she whispered to his unresponsive body. "But, you don't deserve these injuries either" she reached in her robes for her wand and held it to his ribs. "Brackium Emendo" a huge horrible crack sound was heard as his ribs all clicked back into place, which caused Draco to shoot awake. A cry of pain escaping his lips as he hugged his ribs, he looked at Hermione and sneered.

"What do you think you're doing Mudblood?" he spat at her.

"I think I am fixing your ribs for you! You ungrateful little cockroach" Hermione bit back, which relaxed Draco's expression as he observed his ribs which were now looking as nature intended. He looked back into Hermione's eyes and narrowed his at her.

"Why did you do that?" he asked accusingly. Hermione didn't really know how to answer that one straight away.

"I don't know" she shrugged. "I was trying to help you I suppose" for some reason it was hard for Draco to believe that, why would she of all people help him. She and he didn't really see eye to eye. However after a long awkward silence Hermione felt that was all she was going to get out of that conversation, but she suddenly felt herself being staring at his chest. A six pack? Malfoy had a six pack? That was defiantly a shock. She then realised what she was doing and got up, about to leave the toilets.

"Thanks" she heard a voice that sounded a lot like Draco's say. She had to turn round to confirm if that was actually his voice that thanked her.

"Sorry?" she asked.

"Thanks…for fixing my ribs" he muttered avoiding looking into her eyes.

"Oh…that's alright" she was shocked, but gave a small smile before leaving the toilets. She shook her head and had to think to herself, did that really just happen?

So yeah, took me a good 3 hours to write this, so I hope you enjoyed reading (: please leave a review if you liked it. Thanks for reading xx