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Blaise watched as Madam Pomfrey fussed over Hermione. Hermione kept glancing over at him, her eyes filled with sadness and pain. She looked so hurt and lost. He wanted nothing but to hold her and make her happy again. Wait did he just think that? He was going to have to go to his room and have a long think.

Madam Pomfrey glanced over at him. "That is all, Mr. Zabini. You may go."

"Blaise Wait!" Hermione yelled before he got to the door.

Blaise nodded and walked out of the hospital wing, glancing over his shoulder at Hermione. "Yeah, Granger?"

"Tell Harry and Ron where I am please?" Hermione asked.

Blaise nodded again.

Hermione watched him go. She'd only seen Blaise Zabini a few times during her Hogwarts career. Sure, he was in most of her classes, but he never said much so she never noticed him. He was usually with Malfoy, but kind of quiet and out of the way. She wished he had been able to stay. It was comforting, knowing you had at least someone there, enemy or not.

Madam Pomfrey looked sternly at Hermione. "Now Miss Granger, who did this to you?"

Hermione shook her head. "No one did anything."

"You must tell me, Miss Granger. Mr. Zabini is gone he won't hurt you if you tell." Madam Pomfrey laid a gentle hand on her shoulder. "This isn't something to take lightly, girl." Her voice dropped to a whisper. "You were raped, Hermione, you need justice and closure."

Hermione nodded, silent tears sliding down her cheeks.

"Was it Mr. Zabini?" Madam Pomfrey asked softly. Hermione shook her head.

"No," Her voice cracked. "It wasn't Blaise. He just helped me."

Madam Pomfrey picked up one of Hermione's hands in hers. "Hermione, you need to tell me. Nothing is going to get better if you don't tell who did this."

Hermione shook her head again. "I'll be fine."

When had he become Blaise instead of Zabini, Malfoy's best friend? She rubbed her temples and sighed. "May I go back to my dorm?"

Madam Pomfrey hesitated. "Okay, but I don't want you alone. I'll go fetch the Head Boy. Do not move until I return."

Madam Pomfrey turned and strode out of the Hospital wing muttering something that sounded like 'bloody Gryffindors.'

Hermione nodded and sunk back to the bed. She was going to her Head Girl dormitory and taking a long shower. She hoped it would rid her of the feeling of his filthy hands on her. She hadn't looked at her body since the 'incident'; she'd come to call it, happened. Warily she glanced down at her wrists, both were a deep purple and blue. She bit back the tears that threatened to fall. She touched the spot on her neck where she had been bitten and winced in pain. Madam Pomfrey had rubbed some salve on the bruises but they refused to disappear. She was going to have to wear the hospital gown back to her dorm because she had asked Madam Pomfrey to throw away her uniform. A few moments later, Madam Pomfrey returned with the Head Boy in tow.

Draco Malfoy rolled his eyes as he saw that it was Granger. She did seem to get into a lot of trouble with her two git friends. Madam Pomfrey had told him that a student needed to be escorted back to her dorm, she hadn't told him whom or why.

Her wrists were dark blue and purple. She had a large bruise on the side of her neck and her eyes looked distant and lost. She stood on shaky legs and walked over to him.

"Take her straight to her dorm. No classes, no Great Hall, and No Library." Madam Pomfrey ordered.

Hermione nodded slowly.

"Doesn't she need to get dressed?" Draco asked, eyeing her hospital gown.

Madam Pomfrey shook her head. "She has no other clothes. Now take her to her dorm, she needs her rest."

Hermione glanced up shyly at Draco and he was surprised to see there were tears brimming in her eyes. The shattered look in her eyes would haunt him the rest of the day.

Blaise continued on his way back to the Slytherin common room, he paused to peek into the Great Hall. He saw all the students sitting at their tables, Potter and Weasley included. He approached the Gryffindor table, hesitantly.

Potter and Weasley looked up as he entered. "Zabini? What do you want? Shouldn't you be with Malfoy torturing kittens or something?"

Blaise glared. "No, I was delivering a message from your precious Granger, but never mind."

Blaise turned on his heel and walked to his table.

Harry and Ron glanced at each other and turned around to watch Blaise walk to his table. "We'll get him to tell us after breakfast, when he doesn't have his lackeys."

Harry nodded.

They sat quietly as they ate, answering few questions. Ginny sat down next to them soon. "What's wrong with you guys?"

They shook their heads. Ginny sighed. "So where his Hermione?"

They shrugged. "Go ask Zabini he knows."

Ginny looked at them questionably. "Why would he know?"

Ron glared at the Slytherin table. "He probably did something to her."

"He was going to tell us, but I guess we made him mad." Harry rolled his eyes.

Ginny stood up. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to ask Zabini where Hermione is." She said and started her way to the Slytherin table.

Draco chewed his toast silently. Madam Pomfrey had some to him just before breakfast and told him to come straight to hospital wing. Blaise had just arrived at the table and was watching Draco thoughtfully.

"What?" Draco asked, now annoyed with the staring.

"Something's bothering you." Blaise pointed out. "What's up?"

Draco shook his head. "I have to go to the hospital wing after breakfast."

"Oh. The Weaselette is coming over here." Blaise pointed somewhere behind Draco.

Ginny reached the table and glared down at Blaise. "Where is Hermione, Zabini?"

Blaise laughed. "I didn't tell your brother, and I didn't tell Potter. I was going to, but well, I'd prefer to keep the information to myself."

Ginny narrowed her eyes. "Why won't you tell me?"

Blaise mocked a thoughtful look and scratched his chin. "Well, Granger didn't tell me to tell you, just Potter and Your Brother."

Ginny glared at him. She picked up his pumpkin juice and threw it in his face. "Thanks." She replied with false sweetness and walked off.

Blaise sneered after her and wiped the juice off of his face. 'She'll pay for that.' He thought darkly.

A/N Yet again THANKS TO ALL MY REVIEWERS!!!! You all were my inspiration for continuing this story, even those of ya'll who didn't want me to continue. I love u all MUAH